Chapter 67: 67: Meeting Dobby Again and Searching for another Secret Chamber

67: Meeting Dobby Again and Searching for another Secret Chamber

Dobby was able to enter Hogwarts?

John's eyes changed. He didn't expect the magic of the house elves to be so high.

There is anti-Apparition magic in Hogwarts, and wizards cannot come here by Apparition.

But Dobby can come to the Slytherin common room without alerting anyone.

"Okay Tom, relax, good boy!"

Stopping Tom from wanting to pounce on Dobby and bite him, John looked at Dobby and asked, "So..? What are you doing here?"

"Dobby wants Sir John Wick to protect Harry Potter; it's too dangerous here."

Dobby's ears drooped. "Dobby blocked Harry Potter from passing through the wall, but he still made it to Hogwarts."

"That was you?"

John recalled Harry being blocked from passing through the barrier at the start of term. His gaze turned cold. "Do you know that because of that, My father still gets beaten up by Mom—Ehm* no, what I mean is Harry and Ron were almost expelled, you know that?!"

His stern tone made Dobby unable to meet his eyes.

"Dobby knows, Dobby is sorry, but danger looms over the castle."

John snapped, "Enough, stop speaking in riddles. Tell me, what is the danger?"

Dobby seemed to remember something and started banging his head against a nearby cabinet.

John, extremely irritated, raised his hand without even taking out his wand and shouted, "Just fucking Stop!"

Dobby, still self-harming, suddenly froze in place, and John was momentarily stunned, looking at his right hand. He had successfully cast a spell without a wand.

"It seems emotions are the key," he thought, his expression changing.

In the magical world, a person's emotions seemed to be able to manifest physically.

The strongest known emotion-based magic was the love that protected Harry. With her power, Harry's mother was no match for Voldemort, yet she defeated him with the purest form of love.

The three Unforgivable Curses also relied on emotions: the Killing Curse required intense hatred, and many dark spells needed malice as a prerequisite.

John felt his understanding of magic deepening. He looked at Dobby, who was now staring at him with wide, pitiful eyes.

Feeling a bit exasperated, he said, "I get it.He is my friend after all, I will continue to protect Harry. Just don't do anything to him again."

He genuinely feared that this house-elf might harm Harry at school, even if he claimed to be protecting him. His methods were certainly troublesome.

"Dobby thanks John Wick for his help."

Dobby snapped his fingers, making a sound, and disappeared.

John watched him vanish, growing even more eager to learn Apparition.

"I must learn it quickly. I don't want to get stranded in another country with no way back."

One of the books he borrowed included the spell for Apparition, but it was dangerous and required guidance.

A small mistake could result in Splinching, which, if not treated in time, could be fatal for a wizard.

John considered and then dismissed the idea of asking his head of house for help.

Putting aside the fact that Professor Snape seemed to have an issue with him, and that Hogwarts had its own Apparition course which he wouldn't bypass, John knew he couldn't wait until his sixth year to learn it.

"Waiting until the sixth year is too long," he decided, resolving to find a helper himself.

The heads of the four houses were out of the question as they wouldn't break the rules. Among the Hogwarts professors, each had their specialty, and asking Lockhart to be his practice partner was out of the question.

"If I did that, I might as well wait until sixth year," John thought.

"Maybe I can get Tommy Shelby to be my practice partner during the holidays."

Shelby, being a former Auror, would surely know Apparition.

Looking out the window, John saw the dark depths of the Black Lake.

The moonlight filtered through the lake's waters as John muttered to himself, "It's a full moon."

In Diagon Alley, four wizards transformed under Mundungus's horrified gaze.

They drank Wolfsbane Potion before transforming, allowing them to retain their sanity.

Four pairs of oily green eyes scanned the street, unaware that Borgin and Burkes Antique Shop had provoked such a dangerous group.

Mr. Borgin, the shop owner, was plotting how to put Silverhand Johnny's store out of business, having hired six dark wizards.

"Go in and drive them out of Diagon Alley. I will reward you handsomely."

Mr. Borgin promised these outlaws, and greed flashed in the dark wizards' eyes.

Just as they were about to head out, an unexpected change occurred.

Boom!

The door of Borgin and Burkes was blasted apart, and a red light hit a dark wizard, disarming him.

The tall figures cloaked in black moved swiftly, casting powerful spells.

Mr. Borgin screamed, "Stop them, stop them!"

The dark wizards fought back, their wands shooting curses.

But the spells couldn't even slow down the four cloaked figures.

They moved like reapers; one of them snapped his fingers, and a dark wizard was hit by a Stunning Spell, losing consciousness on the spot.

Mr. Borgin, terrified, retreated and loudly demanded, "Who are you?"

"You've angered the wrong people, Borgin Burke."

Green eyes loomed large in Mr. Borgin's vision as he backed away in fear.

The four figures, well-trained, easily subdued all the dark wizards. Tommy pursued Mr. Borgin, unhurried.

Until Mr. Borgin fled into a pitch-dark room, Tommy's keen sense of smell pinpointed his location.

"This must be his vault."

Tommy's ghostly green eyes scanned the darkness for a while, making Mr. Borgin hold his breath in fear.

Fortunately, the cloaked figure soon left.

All the dark wizards were captured, and Mr. Borgin thought they were doomed.

He spent a nerve-wracking night in the vault.

The next day, Mr. Borgin finally dared to venture out.

Thinking the danger had passed, he opened the door only to find several Aurors standing outside.

Without a word, the Aurors went straight to his vault, uncovering a large amount of illicit goods.

In that moment, his mind went blank, realizing his fate was sealed.

The worst part was, he never knew who he had offended.

The powerful black-cloaked figures, the Aurors—either of these forces were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

In the end, Borgin and Burkes was shut down because the Aurors found numerous dark magical artifacts, many of which were extremely dangerous.

One necklace had even claimed the lives of nineteen Muggles.

The case caused a huge stir, leading to Mr. Borgin facing hefty fines and a sentence in Azkaban.

The former Borgin and Burkes was replaced by another name.

Johnny Silverhand's Specialty Store.

"No wonder he's a former Auror, his response was really quick."

John received a letter after Borgin and Burkes was shut down. Tommy and his team did a great job, breaking the wands of six dark wizards with records of killing Muggles and throwing them at the entrance of the Ministry of Magic.

With these people and that warehouse full of dark magical artifacts, Mr. Borgin's chances of making a comeback were almost zero.

Mundungus did well, purchasing the original Borgin and Burkes building immediately, which must have cost quite a bit.

To John, these were minor expenses because Damocles Belby had completed the conferment of the Merlin First Class Order, and the Wolfsbane Potion had spread out.

There were wherewolf customers who had some wealth by doing illegal activities, some wealthy wizards who wanted to recruit werewolves with sanity, and some former family members who had abandoned their sons and daughters after they got the infection.

Now, werewolves from all over the world were coming to buy the potion, allowing Silverhand Johnny to quickly accumulate wealth.

At the same time, he also expanded his strength by recruiting several wizards.

These individuals were all thoroughly investigated through his connections and were reliable and trustworthy wizards.

"Auror Office Chief, Rufus Scrimgeour."

Among the letters from the Johnny Silverhand's Specialty Store was a special one. John smiled after reading its contents.

"He's quite clever, finding Johnny Silverhand from the slightest clues."

John conjured flames in his hand and burned the letter. Some things didn't need to be exposed.

He had Mundungus send Rufus Scrimgeour an amulet, establishing a tacit understanding between the two.

The appearance of the amulet would likely enhance the combat effectiveness of the Aurors, and the Auror Office Chief would probably not refuse it.

It had been raining all day, and John heard Filch's roaring in the corridor.

Harry had been caught, but John glanced and didn't think much of it.

He was searching for the Chamber of Secrets, a chamber that appeared in the second year... yes, while sleeping the previous day, some of the foggy memory became clear and he remembered that the name of the second movie was Chamber of Secrets.

And the only clue was a bathroom.

However, he had explored all the bathrooms in the school and still hadn't found the location of the chamber.

Helplessly disappointed, he headed back and, upon reaching the second floor, heard Moaning Myrtle's crying.

"Perhaps I could ask the ghosts," John thought, slapping his forehead.

These ghosts had been at Hogwarts for so long, they must have some clues.

He walked into the girls' bathroom and saw Moaning Myrtle crying sentimentally inside.

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