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117. Being a slave is not terrible

The magic attached to the gems in the ring gave Jon an unprecedented enhancement in breaking the spell.

When the number of individual breaking spells increases to a certain level, it can achieve a qualitative change. It can dissolve more than 99% of the magic in the magic world, except for the three unforgivable spells, and even Li Huo can

put out!

At this time, Jon alone had reached the level of breaking the curse.

And this effect overflowed from his body to his body. The three magic spells cast by the professor, without exception, were all wiped out less than one meter in front of him!

The three professors looked ugly, and at this time, more and more students who had heard the noise while having lunch in the auditorium poured out of it, including other professors and staff.

The Carlo brothers, Quirrell, and Strange all saw Jon floating in the air, and hundreds of students around them stared at this scene in shock.

"Superiority of bloodline?"

There was sarcasm in Jon's voice. He lowered his head and looked down at the pure-bloods and mixed-bloods below, expressing the oppression he had experienced in this castle for nearly a year with their always aloof attitude.

"Please, your theory is really ridiculous. I am the worthless mudblood you call me, but now I say you are all rubbish. Do any of you have the ability to refute me?"

In front of him, the red flame grew bigger and bigger, and gradually, it took the shape of a bird.

These extremely mocking words made almost all the pure-blood students blush. They never thought that one day the word "trash" would change from a mudblood's mouth to an adjective for them.

And Alecto Carlo, the younger sister of the Carlo brothers, could no longer bear the humiliation. He raised his wand with his thick arm and uttered an unforgivable spell in a sharp voice!

"Avada Kedavra!"

A bright green light flashed in front of the hall, and a timid female student screamed, but Jon's figure only moved slightly to one side, and the death curse passed him by.

, hitting the stone wall behind him.

"An angry and incompetent pig?" Jon tilted his head and looked at Alecto Carlo.

"Does the superiority of bloodline mean that purebloods have great appetites and can waste more food? If this is the case, I suggest you point the tip of the stick at yourself when using the Death Curse. In addition to being embarrassed, you will also be alive.

What's the point?"

"kill him!

!”

Amycus Carlo couldn't bear to see his sister being humiliated, so he yelled and gave orders to all the professors present.

And when both Snape and Barty Jr. are not in the castle, except for Professor Greengrass, the half-blood dean who has a high status but basically does nothing, the Carrow brothers and sisters are the people with the highest status.

The other professors, including the school doctor Strange and the librarian Quirrell, all raised their wands at Jon.

"Avada Kedavra!"

These people are completely unscrupulous in releasing the Unforgivable Curse. They are originally dark wizards or even Death Eaters, and they have already shown extreme disregard for human life. What's more, Mudbloods are not human beings in their eyes.

But Jon was as dexterous as a hummingbird in mid-air, consuming nearly half of the magic power in the second gem to use the floating spell on himself, making him feel that he was completely in control of his body.

The gravity of the ground and the force fields pulling him downwards are like his own limbs, allowing him to control his body shape as he pleases!

Ordinary spells can be counteracted by the Breaking Curse, and the Death Curse can be completely evaded. Jon's defense is equivalent to full at this time. Even if there is Hermione on his back, even if everyone in the castle attacks him at the same time, one

No spell could touch the hem of his clothes.

His biggest flaw now is that he doesn't have any effective counterattacks. He can't attack effectively, but he can humiliate him easily.

The next second after dodging all the killing curses, Jon suddenly appeared in front of Amycus Carlo.

The breaking spell emanating from his body easily erased the armor spell on the notorious wizard. At such a close distance, Jon had no time to raise his staff to cast a spell, but he never asked for it from beginning to end.

The meaning of casting a spell.

Instead, he raised his palm high and made a semicircle. The next moment, he slapped Amycus hard on the face!

"Snapped!"

After all, Jon was only 12 years old. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't slap Amycus away. He rotated freely in mid-air for three and a half times, but still slapped him so hard that he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

.

humiliation!

Endless humiliation!

Half of Amycus's face was red and swollen. He was so angry that he wanted to reach out and strangle Jon to death, but he couldn't even touch half of his clothes, so he let him rise into the air again.

Hermione lay on Jon's back obediently. She was still immersed in the emotion of being reborn, but Jon's few sarcastic words and this slap made her originally think that this young man

Underneath his appearance, he actually has a somewhat shaky image of a mature and steady middle-aged professor...

She just felt that this professor was not as serious and serious as she imagined?

"Did you see that?" Jon didn't care what Hermione thought. His voice echoed in the entire hall, "The so-called nobility of pure-bloods is just because they can use evil death curses to determine the life and death of others, when they are not here.

When you have this ability, you act as ridiculous as a slug."

"The status is not what they deserve. This is how they whitewash their slavery, disguise their privileges, and add high-sounding reasons for their oppression!"

Hiding behind the auditorium and at the entrance of the stairs, the mixed-race students on one side of the corridor all heard Jon's words. They stared blankly at the boy who looked down at everyone. Many of them had seen them in the public bathroom a few days ago.

He does slave work.

A clear bird song sounded in the foyer.

Fox's bright red figure finally emerged. It glanced emotionlessly at the students and professors below with its golden eyes, then spread its wings and landed on Jon's shoulders.

The thunderous voices of the Carlo brothers and sisters exploded, and countless spells flew towards him.

But no matter how filial piety they were, they couldn't suppress the last words left behind before Jon, Hermione, and Fox turned into golden-red light, broke through this huge prison, and returned to a wider and free world.

One sentence.

"Although it is unfortunate to be a slave, it is not terrible, because you know that after struggling, there is still hope of breaking free; but if you feel the beauty, admiration and intoxication from the slave life, then you will be a slave who will never be saved!"

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