Chapter 232 230. The windbreaker sent out
"To be honest, when I first met him, I didn't expect that person to have such an achievement."
At the top of the tower, Sir Stoke looked at Jon calmly. He also held a wand in his hand, facing Jon head-on.
"He's polite, funny, and while he may seem odd at times, he's generally not difficult to get along with."
Jon didn't act rashly. He couldn't guarantee what Sir Stoke was relying on now, and the contract he held in his hand.
It is very simple to destroy the magic on the contract, just use the second gemstone on the ring to **** up the magic power attached to it.
But after the destruction of the contract used to separate the souls of humans and beasts, what kind of impact it will have on Voldemort, apart from the knight in front of him, only Voldemort himself knows.
What Jon has to do now is to catch him, and then pour him Veritaserum like he did to the two Aurors in Azkaban, ask all the reasons, and then decide how to deal with this contract.
He slowly raised the wand in his hand.
"I remember Sir, you said that apart from astronomy, you are not proficient in other magic. You even forgot how to use apparation because you haven't walked out of this tower for decades."
Sir Stoke looked up at him, the calmness on his face unchanged.
"So, are you ready to fight me, Professor."
"Of course I don't want to fight you." Jon looked at him coldly, "But will you listen to me honestly, drink the veritaserum, and then tell me everything I want to know?"
"You even need me to drink Veritaserum Potion before you can believe what I say. It seems that you are really here for me." Stoke said lightly, "But you are so confident After I drank Veritaserum, can you ask me anything about him? He doesn't even trust me, the person who assisted him in completing the contract, and tried his best to get all my memories about him , hid here, do you think he will not protect this memory in any way?"
"Whether there is protection or not, after you drink Veritaserum, I will naturally know."
The moment Jon finished speaking, he waved his wand without hesitation.
"All."
However, just as the tip of his staff was shining with red light, and halfway through the petrification spell, Jon suddenly frowned.
He suddenly stopped the original movement of chanting the mantra, and quickly dodged to the right!
A dazzling beam of light passed by him and flew into the cloudy sky.
The house elf in this tower—Rabiel didn't know when, he appeared silently behind Jon, and stretched out his finger full of hatred to cast magic on the wizard!
And just when Jon was dodging, Sir Stoke didn't hesitate at all. He pointed his wand at the direction Jon was avoiding. jon!
"Swoon!"
Even if he is not proficient in spells, he will definitely not forget these most basic magics.
While Jon wants to get the memory in his mind, he also wants to get back the contract that Jon took away privately!
"The spell stops!"
In the eyes of Sir Stoke, Jon didn't swing his staff, and he even pronounced the pronunciation of the universal solution was wrong, but after the sound of his spell fell, the stun spell flying towards him was far away from his body The position of the first twenty centimeters was erased without a trace!
Such a sudden situation stunned both Sir Stoke and Rabier.
But while they were in a daze, Jon didn't stop fighting back. The tip of his staff pointed at Sir Stoke's hand, and the fastest and most effective spell was uttered from his mouth.
"Shenfeng Wuying!"
An invisible sharp blade instantly formed in the air. Facing the sea wind, it cut through the damp and salty air, and flew towards Sir Stoke's arm like lightning!
And at the same time as Jon's incantation was uttered, Rabiel yelled loudly. He seemed to feel the danger, and he desperately hugged the master's arm. Then, a burst of space distortion killed both him and Jazz. Breathe it in!
"boom!"
The sharp blade fell into the air and landed on the stone wall behind Sir Stoke, and countless broken stones were thrown from the sky to the sea surface.
The moment Jazz and Rabiel disappeared, Jon's face became ugly.
He can't stop the apparition magic of the house elves. As long as Rabiel takes Stoke with him, even if they don't escape from the tower, but just hide in the tower, Jon can't escape the 77-story tower. There is simply no way to find them.
At that time, he can only take this contract away first, and give it to Dumbledore to study when he contacts Dumbledore next time.
But what Jon didn't expect was that Rabiel didn't take Sir Stoke away, and they didn't even leave the top of the tower. After the twist, they reappeared in a place not far from them.
Sir Stoke pointed his wand at Jon with a cold face, while Rabiel hugged his arm and cried bitterly.
"Let's go! Master! Let's go! As long as we can hide! We can escape anywhere! You can continue your research wherever you are!"
The expression on Jazz's face did not waver at all, and there was even a hint of ferocity in those eyes.
"You can escape by yourself, Rabiel, I am worthy of taking care of you for so many years." He suddenly tore off the windbreaker that was fluttering with the wind, and stuffed it into Rabiel's hand, "From today Now, you are free! The Stoke family no longer needs your services!"
Rabiel stared blankly at the windbreaker that was thrown into his hand with those big eyes.
Being given clothing by one's master, any house-elf knows what that means!
However, he quickly reacted. He screamed, howled, and threw the windbreaker out like crazy, just like throwing a piece of hot coals!
"Not accepted! Rabiel not accepted!"
He glared at Jon distortedly with hatred and hatred, and stretched out his fingers to continuously release the magic that belonged to the elf.
However, those magical beams had no effect on Jon at all. The magic power absorbed from the slate was enough for him to use the magic to break the curse that was immune to an adult wizard and a house elf.
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