Chapter 194

His soft call was cautious.

I was afraid that I was just dreaming, and if I spoke louder, the dream would be shattered.

Neville looked at them in disbelief. He imagined that one day, his parents would wake up and call his name like they did now.

Tears welled up in his eyes, "Mom and Dad."

Mrs. Longbottom also recovered, and they rose from the collapsed bed.

The hand that had been gripping Mr. Longbottom's wrist slipped limply.

This scene made Neville stop in his tracks.

"John!"

Percy rushed forward and tried to wake John up.

The Longbottoms looked at John lying on the ground, and the boy's appearance appeared in their minds.

"It's him?"

He and his wife looked at each other, and while they were confused, they heard a voice pulling them.

The owner of the voice is John.

Mrs. Longbottom's heart twitched and she asked worriedly: "What happened to him?"

Neville's face turned pale and he said, "It was John who cured you."

But... something happened to John.

Mr. Longbottom didn't know what happened, but he knew that it took a lot of effort for his son and friends to cure him.

In his memory, the scholars and doctors in the hospital came many times, but they were unable to do anything about their situation.

Not even Dumbledore could do anything about it.

Now John is sleepy, and the joy of the reunion of the family of three is not that obvious.

Neville looks like Mr. Longbottom, but his personality is very much like his mother's.

Mrs. Longbottom scolded herself and cried, they could not help.

Percy panicked and took out various potions. His hands shook and the potions fell to the ground.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

He cursed continuously, which was completely different from the normal image of Percy.

Kneeling down and groping haphazardly, he picked up bottles of potions.

"John, wake up."

Drinking bottles of potions, these were all left behind by John's premonition that something would happen.

As the last potion bottomed out, John still didn't wake up.

Percy's heart sank and he fell to the ground, completely lost.

Neville couldn't help it anymore, he howled loudly, and a sad atmosphere filled the Shrieking Shack.

Mr. Longbottom was the calmer one. He grabbed his wife's hand and said, "This is Hogwarts. We can ask Dumbledore for help."

This sentence made the two people see hope, and Percy wanted to call someone immediately.

"etc."

A weak voice sounded, and Percy was startled, thinking he was hallucinating.

He looked back and saw that John had opened his eyes and said with difficulty: "Don't look for Dumbledore, take me back."

"John, you're awake." Neville rushed forward, pinched John's shoulders with both hands, and said guiltily and self-blame: "It's all me, it's all me."

"It's none of your business, Neville." John took a breath. When did Neville become so strong? He smiled weakly and said, "We are friends, aren't we?"

Looking at Percy, John took a deep breath and said, "Percy, take the Longbottoms to Hogsmeade. There will be people there to escort the Longbottoms away. Don't alert anyone."

Percy's worried look didn't disappear, and he nodded when he heard this.

Invite the woke Longbottoms away and explain the situation to them.

John didn't want to see Dumbledore, especially now.

"Neville, take me to the secret room, be careful."

Neville nodded and carefully carried John on his back.

The passage in the Whomping Willow is narrow, and you need to bend down to carry a person on your back.

Back at the castle, Neville didn't alert anyone else.

He walked into the secret room and put John down.

"You go back." Seeing that Neville had no intention of going back, John waved his hand and said, "Don't arouse suspicion."

"I'll wait for you here." Neville said firmly, fearing that something would happen to John after leaving.

John didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and indicated that he was fine. If the Gryffindors found out that Neville was not there, then maybe something really happened.

After repeated urging, Neville was finally driven away.

The door to the secret room closed, and John stood up holding on to the table.

"Neville is really deadly."

The pain in his body made him unable to help but inhale again. Although there was no physical harm, the feeling was very uncomfortable.

"I almost got lost there, but luckily I marked it in advance."

John glanced at the silver ring on his right hand. A barb on it pierced his finger, and the pain kept coming.

Thanks to this connection, John found a way out of that white light.

After checking his physical condition, he couldn't help but frown. This time, there was no soul loss, but it was inevitable to be weak for a period of time.

Clicking on the armrest of the chair, the entire chair fell backwards and quickly turned into a comfortable large bed.

The subtle influence of psychic magic is more terrifying than the Imperius Curse. It can change a person's habits unconsciously.

After John lay down, many more memories came to his mind.

It was about the torture of the Longbottoms, that crazy woman-like Death Eater, and a name came to his mind.

Bellatrix Lestrange.

"They tortured the Longbottoms, but little Barty didn't seem to be there."

That painful memory was the reason why the Longbottoms were like this, and because John had been in contact with them for the longest time, he also got the content of the memory.

Barty Jr. was sentenced, and one of the charges was torturing Auror Longbottom and his wife.

Although Batty Jr. argued, Batty Sr. did not believe it.

"Maybe this is just an unlucky guy, but who cares?"

Rubbing his sore eyebrows, John digested the memories in his mind.

Lestrange is one of the twenty-eight sacred tribes, and the number of people in this lineage is withering.

They didn't end well, and the rest of the family are squatting in Azkaban.

"A Death Eater? Since you are loyal, it is very necessary to avoid this trouble."

Judging from Frank Longbottom's memories, the people of Lestrange were extremely loyal to Voldemort.

Even after Voldemort fell, he would still go to arrest the Longbottoms regardless of the danger, hoping to torture out Voldemort's whereabouts.

John knew that Voldemort would be resurrected, so if these diehards came out, they would definitely be a problem.

In this case, John was prepared to strike first.

"When old Barty comes to power, let him directly order the execution of the Death Eaters."

With a fierce look in his eyes, John thought again of the information he had collected on the twenty-eight sacred tribes, the Lestrange family.

This family originated in France, and now only the British branch is left.

Some families hide their wealth in their homes, but more often than not it is in Gringotts.

The same must be true for Lestrange. It would be better for him to let the wealth accumulated over the years go to waste in Gringotts.

"Even if you can come out, I see how you can get around without money."

Before that, John had to find a way to get something from the descendants of the Lestrange family.

This was not difficult for John, Piers was the Head of the Auror Office and a visit to Azkaban was not difficult.

After setting his sights on Lestrange, John was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep.

It hurt all night.

The next day, the door to the secret room of Qunxing Club was opened.

Daphne was the first to rush in, followed by Heinrich, then Cedric and the others.

A crowd of people came in, and a smile appeared on John's pale face.

Daphne had tears in her eyes, and her hands firmly grasped the corners of John's clothes.

"Can't die."

Comforting Daphne, John looked up.

Neville was here too, and Daphne stared at him with angry eyes.

"Okay." John stood up and staggered, he smiled and said: "Neville, you know that you need to pay a price for your actions, right?"

Neville shook his body, raised his head, and said seriously: "John, I am willing to accept it no matter what the price."

"Very good," John picked up the two wands brought back by Heinrich and walked towards Neville. Neville had already made up his mind that even if John wanted to kill him, he would not shy away.

With everyone watching, John placed the two wands in Neville's hands.

"Remember to take care of these two wands."

After saying that, John patted Neville on the shoulder.

Finished?

Neville couldn't believe it and shouted: "John, I did something wrong!"

John chuckled and said: "The price you pay is that you have to clean the Star Club every month from now on."

He said lightly: "This price is heavy enough, my friend."

As soon as the word friend came out, Neville's eyes turned red.

He was trembling slightly as he tried not to embarrass himself.

Seeing that John was okay, the other members of the Society of Stars also walked towards Neville.

They patted Neville on the shoulder, but no one blamed him.

When Malfoy passed by Neville, he screamed strangely, "Neville, you're not crying, are you?"