I wield a sword at Hogwarts

This made Sean very angry. He didn't feel sorry for Bojinbok, but only felt sorry for his Galleons.

I originally wanted to buy back the store to replenish my blood, but I never thought that this guy Mundungus would secretly take the first step.

A shady thief turned around and bought the shop for several thousand galleons. The price made Sean's heart bleed.

What's more, that damn Mundungus also handed over all the black magic props belonging to the Shafiq family, which made Sean want to kill the short fat man.

"The werewolf had better tear Mundungus's throat out. That damn Johnny, even if he kneels down and licks the soles of his shoes, I won't let him go."

Sean Shafiq's face became distorted, and the house elf did not dare to approach him at all, so he secretly walked out to clean.

"Click."

There was a shattering sound in the room, and Sean became furious. He cursed: "Damn you clumsy house elf, I'm going to stuff your hand into the stove!"

He walked out angrily, and the room was dark.

Although Sean is stingy, he is not reluctant to light candles.

The candles in the room lit up as he realized something was wrong.

Chapter 97 The Unenemable Man and Shafiq’s Retreat

Two figures appeared in the room, one sitting and one standing.

"who are you!"

Sean Shafiq screamed in a high-pitched voice.

He did this not out of stupidity, but because he wanted to wake up the portrait on the wall.

This calculating old vulture knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the two of them.

There is a magic barrier in the territory of the Shafiq family. They entered the manor quietly. It was impossible to chat with an old guy like themselves.

His voice did not wake up the portrait, which hung on the wall as Shafiq, the new head of the family, was sleeping soundly.

No matter how much noise Sean made, the portrait remained motionless.

The house elf who was usually bullied seemed to be deaf and had no intention of coming.

Shafiq Manor was eerily quiet.

The two people in the room just looked at Sean quietly. John, who was sitting on the sofa, turned the emerald ring on his left hand.

He looked at Sean calmly and put his index finger to his mouth to make a silencing gesture.

"Sh-please be quiet."

Sean's palms were sweating, and he wanted to take a preemptive strike, holding the eagle head on the cane and pulling it out hard.

To capture the thief first, capture the king. He launched an attack on the man on the sofa.

"Stupefy"

"Expelliarmus"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Sean was hit by a red light, and the wand in his hand came out.

Just as the wand was about to land, the wand suddenly changed direction and fell into the hands of the man in the silver mask.

Sean's expression changed drastically, and he stared at the man intently.

The man wasn't using a wand, it was exquisite wandless casting.

"Wandless casting? I don't remember having such a powerful enemy."

"That was once, Johnny Silverhand said hello to you."

John caressed the handle of the wand casually. The wood was painted silver, and Shafiq was really picky about it.

His fingers strained slightly and the handle broke off the wand.

Picking up the elm wand, John pointed at Sean casually and said calmly: "You should not attack my shop, Sean Shafiq."

Sean said sternly: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"It's okay, I don't need your answer."

John tilted his head, his deep gaze falling on Sean through the silver mask.

At that moment, Sean felt a pressure that seemed like a predator.

Tang Mi, wearing a white mask, came out and respectfully asked for instructions: "Sir, I can do it for you."

"Okay." John responded calmly.

"I am a pure blood. You can't attack a pure blood. The Ministry of Magic will not let you go."

Purebloods are not the dark wizards of Knockturn Alley, and the Ministry of Magic will not turn a blind eye.

Just when Sean Shafiq was still threatening to reveal his pure-blood identity, Tang Mi pulled out his wand and said sullenly: "Crucio"

The chattering mouth was closed in pain, and Sean could not speak.

He fell to the ground and twitched like a beached fish.

"You can pretend you know nothing."

Having free time to fiddle with the elm wand, John chuckled and said, "But you and I are both smart people, right?"

The first period of pain passed, and Sean's already thin cheeks became bloodless at this moment.

He trembled his lips and said viciously: "I will destroy your shop!"

"It seems you are a tough guy." John leaned his head on the somewhat hard sofa.

Tang Mi waved the wand again expressionlessly, and the second period of pain lasted for a full half hour.

John put the trace silk he developed into Sean's wand, and he raised his hand to signal Tang Mi to stop.

Sean's sweat had formed a puddle underneath him, his face was frightened, and his eyes were no longer shrewd.

"What do you want?"

"What do I want?"

John shook his head, with a hint of hatred in his tone, and said coldly: "I should be saying this to you, Sean, tell me, what do you want?"

Sean was confused by the rhetorical question. He didn't understand what John meant.

"It seems that you are not as smart as the legend says. You didn't even say a word about you to me, which made me very unhappy.

It is your punishment to hand over all your possessions in Knockturn Alley. "

John sighed, raised his wand casually, and pronounced his sentence mercilessly.

"There are only three options. Your choice is death or surrender?"

Sean understood clearly that this man actually wanted to surrender to him.

As the Shafik parent of the Twenty-Eight Holy Clan, Sean glared and roared: "Impossible!"

"Pity."

John's voice was long and low: "The soul is back."

White smoke was rising from his skin, and Sean tried to put it out in horror, but couldn't.

His soul was pulled out bit by bit, and this horrific scene made Sean, who was still hard just now, scream.

John stepped forward and carved a spell on the heart of Sean's soul with his wand.

"Get out of here, Sean Shafiq, and never come back."

He whispered in Sean's ear, and Sean's soul couldn't move, the marks carved became hot, and his screams became louder.

After finishing everything, John raised his hand to hold down the soul and stuffed it back into Sean Shafiq's body.

When Sean returned to his body, he immediately covered his heart and screamed. He tore off his clothes. There was no wound on his heart, but it was as hot as a red-hot iron.

His fingers loosened and Sean's wand fell casually.

John turned and left, leaving his back to Sean.

Filled with hatred, Sean immediately picked up the wand and wanted to point it at John, but he found that he could not lift his hand and the curse on his lips disappeared.

He aimed the curse at the sofa in disbelief, his body was obviously normal.

It was as if he was being shackled. He wanted to curse in disbelief, but his head felt stinging.

It was as if a knife had been stabbed into his heart, and the intense pain nearly suffocated him.

After a long time, he got up from the cheap carpet.

He walked to the mirror and pulled off his clothes, and a line of words appeared in his heart.

"One who must not be an enemy."

Looking down, my chest was flat and there was nothing.

Sean collapsed again, now unable to even say a vulgar word to Johnny Silverhand.

"No!!!"

In great despair, he smashed everything hysterically, and finally fainted and died in the manor.

Inside Shafiq Manor.

All the guards were knocked down.

The loyal elf was tucked under the bed, and Lupine was with three security guards. He looked up at the manor.

There was no movement inside.

After waiting for a while, the sound of smashing was heard from the manor, and Johnny Silverhand led Tang Mi down.

"Solved, Sean Shafik was so generous that he volunteered to give away all of Knockturn Alley's properties as a gift."

Johnny Silverhand walked past, and Lupine didn't know what he said to Sean Shafik's old vulture, but he could tell that it was definitely not a good thing.

The young clerk Kim Ledisley who followed over caught up and asked pretending to be curious: "Sir, how did you get Shafiq to apologize?"

John's footsteps paused, with a hint of ridicule in his voice: "I gave him an offer he couldn't refuse."

This answer made Kim Ledisley frown, thinking about what kind of tempting conditions would make an ancient pure-blood family give in.

Tang Mi had a helpless expression on his face when he heard his boss's words.

If you can't raise your head in front of Johnny Silverhand for the rest of your life and call it tempting, then you really can't refuse.

He even doubted that anyone else could compare to his boss in the study of souls.

That miraculous ghost curse can make people lose their souls without any scars. It is simply more evil than the death curse.

At the same time, Tang Mi was also glad that he was not that rigid Auror, otherwise it would be such a terrible thing to be an enemy of the boss.

After walking out of the anti-Apparition area, John put his hand on Tang Mi's shoulder.

Tang Mi also wanted to complain about this. His boss even had evil things like ghost spells, but he couldn't even disapparate.

This made him wonder whether it was so difficult to learn Apparition?

Waving his magic wand, Tang Mi apparated away with John.

The other wizards followed, thinking that the boss was too lazy to apparate.

After all, you said that with this strength, you can't apparate, and it feels a bit like being an actor.

…

the next day.

The Shafiq family withdrew from Knockturn Alley, and all their properties were acquired by Johnny Silverhand Store.

Not only that, the Shafiq family actually gave up London and went abroad to a country where the current situation was turbulent.

Some people say that Shafik wants to take advantage of the Muggle unrest, while others say that the old vulture wants to get involved in politics and run for Minister of Magic.

But no matter what, Knockturn Alley has changed.

The former dark king of Knockturn Alley traveled across the ocean, and a new king of Knockturn Alley succeeded to the throne.

The forces that originally coveted Johnny Silverhand were now retreating.