I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

Chapter 23 Fat Monk: You Are A Descendant Of The Pope’S Templars!

John ate the tasteless food.

The narrow and lack of food cooking methods made him feel that if he asked Wesker to open a wizard restaurant in Hogsmeade Village or Diagon Alley.

You can definitely make a lot of money.

Wesker, who came out of the treasure chest, John didn't think he could meet his opponent in this regard.

He thought quietly, and responded to some of the curious inquiries from the twins beside him.

In just a few words, they successfully extinguished their interest in him.

"The system just said that supernatural events will occur frequently in Hogwarts in the future. How frequent will it be?"

John sighed inwardly.

To be honest, he has never been someone who likes to trouble others. Moreover, he has been practicing exorcism for two and a half years, and he has never caused any serious harm to the possessed person in any exorcism ceremony. Big damage.

Before he knew there was Hogwarts in this world, he was enjoying his life very much.

Just like a superhero who hides in the dark and silently brings stability to the world, every exorcism is like an upgrade in fighting monsters in an online game.

Aim for the highest and enjoy life.

Until then it had been his only idea.

When the system said that because of him, the entire Hogwarts would become a "demon place" where demon possession or evil spirits would frequently occur.

John's first reaction was to drop out of school.

However, the little witch's words made him give up this idea instantly.

"nnd, isn't it just that there are more monsters? At worst, I won't pretend anymore. With the guardian spirit of S-level [Rat Demon Pete] here, who am I afraid of?!"

"If that doesn't work, I might as well exorcise the demon and capture and tame it at the same time."

"Fuck!"

John, whose thoughts suddenly became clear, suddenly and unconsciously uttered a national curse from his previous life.

He was chewing a charcoal-grilled sausage in his mouth, and his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

"Yes! Why didn't I think of that? Why should I fight alone?"

"I can tame demons and use them as my puppets or soldiers. Even if I play a little bigger..."

He suddenly grabbed the little hand that had just picked up a piece of strawberry cake, and the little witch looked at him blankly.

"You, do you want to eat?"

John: "Hermione! Do you believe in the Holy Light?!"

"I believe!"

John was stunned. Hermione in front of him did not speak, and the voice that answered was not female.

He turned his head and looked behind him in confusion.

I saw a fat man covered in white, like a mist, but with a naive smile, wearing a robe in the style of the Holy See.

Seeing John's confused look, the fat monk smiled and waved his hand.

"Hi~?o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブ~"

"Mr. Constantine, I just felt the exorcism power of the Holy See, and I also learned about you from Professor McGonagall."

John turned his head, and just at this moment, Professor McGonagall, who was sitting in the professor's chair, also looked towards him.

Professor McGonagall raised his glass gently and gave him an encouraging smile.

obviously.

She always remembered John's confusion about his origins.

The little wizards at the Gryffindor table all looked at the fat ghost monk belonging to Hufflepuff curiously, wondering what he wanted to do with John.

Before John could take the initiative to ask questions, the fat monk in front of him moved towards him excitedly.

"Is your surname really Constantine? Well, I have been dead for so many years that I have almost forgotten the aura of those guys from your Constantine family."

"If you could, could you give me a drop of your blood?"

Such a request made Miss Know-It-All want to refuse instinctively.

However, before she could pull John, John had already bitten one of his index fingers without hesitation.

"ah!"

John's decisiveness not only shocked Hermione on the side, but also frightened the Weasley twins who were chattering beside them. They almost didn't choke on the food in their mouths.

When bright red blood emerged from his index finger, John calmly handed his hand to the fat monk.

"Is that enough?"

Obviously, John's actions also frightened the fat monk. He originally wanted to use a silver needle or something to prick the epidermis and squeeze out a drop.

Who would have thought that John would be so reckless.

Professor Dumbledore, who was sitting on the professor's chair, looked slightly solemn.

"Minerva, can you tell me what happened during the day you led Mr. Constantine?"

"I have a hunch that this child may have quite a secret."

Professor Quirrell, who was sitting not far away, heard this and said,

While the knife and fork in his hand was unconsciously cutting the steak in front of him, his eyes were vaguely looking in John's direction.

The three Death Eaters he sent out that night had disappeared the next day.

But John, who was their target, was able to appear here safe and sound.

After confirming that there was no professor in Hogwarts secretly protecting the opponent, Quirrell already had some understanding of what his master Voldemort said.

What does the sentence "There is something very important to me about this boy" mean.

The blood was handed to the fat monk by John.

However, just when everyone thought that the fat monk was going to do something complicated, the latter just touched John's blood with his ghost body.

next moment.

"Ah! You, you are a descendant of the Pope's Templars! Constantine! You are indeed a descendant of the Holy Constantine family!"

The fat monk seemed to be burned, waving his hands in pain.

On the other hand, in an even more shocked voice, he shouted out the truth about John's life experience.

The clinking of plates and cutlery, as well as the chatter of the little wizards, disappeared in an instant.

The corners of John's mouth twitched.

Well, on my first day at Hogwarts, I successfully suppressed Harry Potter, who was supposed to be the focus of Hogwarts, in all aspects.

Became a true freshman star at Hogwarts.

Hermione was confused: "What is a Templar? Also, why do you add the word "sacred" in front of the name of the Constantine family?"

In the professor's seat, Professor McGonagall, who was telling Dumbledore in a low voice about what happened that day, paused slightly.

Along with the professors from other colleges, as well as the young wizards around him, they all cast inquiring glances.

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