I, Constantine, Chief Exorcist of Hogwarts

Pansy Parkinson.

The eldest daughter of the twenty-eight pure-blood family, the Parkinson family, is also the only descendant of this generation.

Even when she was young, she now had an exquisite face that combined Chinese and Western styles, short black hair, and a pair of dark pupils that always shone with malice and disdain.

People always feel that she and the Slytherin flag flying above her head are particularly suitable for the first time.

Draco frowned:”Even if I want my father to take action, there must be at least a decent reason, right? Do you think I should use such a lame and embarrassing reason that I was frightened and fainted by the other party to let my father take action?” Putting pressure on Dumbledore?”

“Haha, there is no reason, can’t you create a reason?”

Pansy Parkinson looked at John, who was chatting with Miss Know-It-All about something happy, with a smile on his face, and a sneer on his lips.

How dare the eight holy descendants of the Holy See be said to be more noble than our twenty-eight pure-blood families? ?

John, who seemed to be feeling something, was putting his arm on the little witch’s shoulder, gently stirring a strand of her hair with his fingers, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of his eyes, but it was Draco who caught his eye. That look with a bit of panic and anger, and…

“Who is that?”Hermione also noticed Pansy Parkinson’s eyes that made her extremely uncomfortable.

John smiled faintly.

As the branch with the most popular pure-blood wizard theory, Slytherin has gathered the vast majority of the twenty-eight pure-blood families. The young wizards, and the descendants of these pure-blood families, except for a few young wizards, are not bad in appearance, and the rest are not even as good as the two followers beside Draco, Goyle and Crabbe. In front of him was this exquisite girl who was rare in Slytherin. John immediately realized her identity in his mind.

“Pansy Parkinson……”

Naturally, he noticed the hostility in the other person’s eyes, but he was not interested in paying attention to why the other person looked at him like this.

Some pure-blood little wizards in Slytherin are always very close in their thoughts to their crazy parents.

John, on the other hand, had no interest in caring about neurosis.

He raised a glass of lemonade from the house elf in his hand and raised it to the other party.

Pansy was stunned for a moment, but then she showed the elegant posture that a”wizard noble” should have, and slowly raised the water glass in front of her.

“What are you doing?”

The discomfort in the little witch’s heart became more and more obvious. However, when John saw Pansy opposite him raising a glass to drink water, a bad smile suddenly bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he forced the water glass in front of Miss Know-It-All to her. in hands.

“Oh my God! John Constantine! What did I see?!”

George Weasley, who was distracted and dealing with the Charms homework in front of him, raised his head unconsciously, but his eyes widened instantly.

He saw that everyone in Hogwarts had already known The young lovers, John and Hermione, each held a glass, their arms intertwined, as if they were drinking together, as if no one else was around, and they exclaimed, their heads went blank, and they didn’t know why. Hermione, who cooperated with this action, suddenly woke up.

She hurriedly retracted her arm and buried her head deeply in the magic book in front of her, but she couldn’t help but use her little tongue. He licked the water stain on the corner of his lips.

It was obviously just ordinary water, but it was as sweet as honey.

Although he was noticed by the people around him and started to yell at him, John didn’t look embarrassed at all. He placed his hand on the little witch’s shoulder and raised his glass to Pansy at the Slytherin table again.

“No, I won’t do this with you!”

Draco noticed the pretty and gloomy-faced Pansy, who was staring at him, and immediately shook his head like a rattle.

The latter’s already ugly face became even colder after noticing John’s provocative eyes at this moment. A few minutes

“snort! Draco Malfoy, sometimes you really need to take a good look in the mirror!”

“boom!”With a sound.

Seeing Pansy throwing the cup and leaving directly, Draco couldn’t help but look at John again in the direction of Gryffindor, and his eyes began to flicker. He was already thinking about Pansy Parkinson’s story just now. Words.

It’s night.

【Within the Demon Sealed Treasure Box.

Harry and Ron are doing very well these days.

What’s good here is not only that they perform well in the classrooms of various professors, but also that they have become diligent tools behind John like Draco’s Goyle and Crabbe.

“Oh~ John, I feel like I’m going to suffocate! This guy absolutely stinks…..”

Ron said this, but he was still holding a net with a long pole, facing the monster with human limbs imprisoned by chains and a head like a cauliflower in front of him.

On the dense”grass” above the opponent’s head, it keeps shaking.

Amidst the bursts of buzzing sounds that made people feel extremely uncomfortable, a group of strange little bugs entered the net one after another under the golden light of the holy fire.

Not far away from him, Harry gritted his teeth and used pliers to cut off the mouthparts of the [C-level Tomb Evil] in front of him.

But at this moment, John stood with his arms crossed in front of the sealed cage that held the [Class B Hell Cannibal Book].

Frowning in thought.

As an inspiring exorcist who supports justice in the world, John feels that there should be no conflict with working part-time as a ruthless demon slave owner on this path of justice.

It is precisely because of this that all the evil spirits he captures and imprisons alive.

They all have to pay enough”rent” in their prison.”

“”Tsk, tsk, tsk, you’re such a shameless guy, God must be blind to lend you his power.”

In his mind, [S-Class Rat Demon] Peter’s irritable German words sounded.

John curled his lips.

“Peter, my friend, I think you are the least qualified to say such a thing, right? You are enjoying the supreme presidential suite, and you can follow me to experience the world of wizards, but you haven’t even paid any rent yet.”

Peter snorted disdainfully, but when he looked at John, he took out the holy water from his arms and gave it to

After all, he still couldn’t stand the strength of the [B-level Hell Cannibal Book] in front of him.

“Enough, instead of constantly thinking about asking the disobedient devil to drink holy water, why don’t you try throwing some books to this guy?”

“I think this guy can surprise you.”

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