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Chapter 52: Exorcism?
🕑 Added 2025-02-23 15:41:46 +0000 UTC
"Young wizard?"
Ms. Haifin stared at the young man before her in astonishment, then turned to Noah. Her mind struggled to process what she had just heard.
What was this situation?
A wizard?
Noah, a young wizard?
Damn! Although Noah looked like he was fourteen or fifteen, he was actually only twelve. He had just grown well for his age.
But this child—who had always been a bit withdrawn—was actually a wizard?
How was that possible? And was the stick he pulled out actually a wand?
"You shouldn't be here. Aren't you afraid the Aurors will come after you?"
Noah ignored Ms. Haifin’s reaction. To be honest, he didn’t even know how to answer.
He had always known she would find out eventually, but not like this.
If this had happened ten years later, maybe she would have accepted it more easily, but now…
"Of course, I’m afraid. Those bloodhounds are sharp as a Sniffer’s nose—too much trouble. But you? You’re just a student—or should I say, a little wizard?"
"You want to test that theory, demon?"
"No, no, no. If you cast a spell, you’ll attract the Ministry of Magic’s attention, and that would be a real mess. I’m only here for one person—I have no interest in making enemies with the Ministry. So I advise you, kid, forget me. Don’t try to be a hero."
The young man smirked, rolling a silver coin between his fingers as he slowly backed into the shadows, vanishing from sight.
Noah silently put away his wand. While dealing with that guy wouldn’t have been difficult, it would have taken effort. He had no holy water or any exorcism-specific tools.
If he relied solely on magic, the collateral damage might wipe out the entire house. And since that demon clearly wasn’t affected by sunlight, it wasn’t just some weak ghost.
To put it bluntly, Noah’s approach to exorcisms was less "banishing" and more "obliteration."
"Merlin’s beard! A wizard!"
Just as Noah was trying to figure out how to explain things to Ms. Haifin, a bald, overweight man approached.
"And who are you?" Ms. Haifin asked suspiciously. Noah had just called the previous man a demon—so what about this one?
"I’m a priest. I—"
"You’re here for an exorcism, aren’t you? Since when do American priests take private contracts?"
Noah mentally thanked the priest for arriving just in time to shift the focus away from him.
Not that it changed his attitude. His tone remained cold and mocking.
"You’re from England? Well, same thing. I’m an exception. I—"
"Get to the point. I don’t have time for nonsense."
"Apologies. I encountered a demon here that I couldn’t exorcise. So I called John—the man who went upstairs earlier. He’s an exorcist. But now that we have a wizard, things will be much easier. Thank God!"
"Thank God? In front of someone who believes in Merlin? Very professional. Sorry to disappoint, but I’m not here to exorcise demons—I’m just accompanying the lady."
Noah rolled his eyes. He had no intention of getting involved in this mess.
He had already entered the U.S. illegally. If he caused more trouble, things would get complicated fast.
Of course, if this were for Ms. Haifin’s sake, the British Ministry of Magic might step in to help him, but this situation…?
"Noah, let’s go take a look."
Just when Noah thought Ms. Haifin would take him home to interrogate him, she spoke up.
"Excuse me? What did you just say?" Noah blinked in surprise.
"I said, let’s go and take a look. Unless this is too difficult for you? Exorcism?" Ms. Haifin hesitated slightly.
"Difficult? No, not at all. A lesser demon isn’t much of a challenge. It’s just that this involves… other matters. Fine, let’s go. We’ll talk later."
"Noah, you don’t have to force yourself—"
"It’s fine. Let’s go."
Noah followed Ms. Haifin upstairs, weaving through the crowd. They soon reached the room where Constantine was.
The scene inside was horrifying.
An Asian girl was tied to the bed, her veins bulging grotesquely beneath her skin.
Constantine, looking frustrated, suddenly punched the girl—because a monstrous mouth with jagged teeth had appeared on her neck.
"Good Lord!" Ms. Haifin gasped, covering her mouth. She had never seen anything like this before.
"I need a mirror! At least three feet high—right now!" Constantine barked, but the people around him were too stunned to react.
"Forget the mirror. Everyone who isn’t family, leave," a young voice cut in.
Constantine turned, frowning.
Wasn’t this the kid from the car earlier? And his sister?
Just as he was about to dismiss them, he noticed Father Hennessy standing behind the boy, nodding. That made Constantine hesitate.
Sighing, he relented.
"Fine! Close the door. Family stays. Everyone else, out! Now!"
He practically yelled, and the unnecessary onlookers scrambled out.
Once only the girl’s parents, Constantine, Noah, and Ms. Haifin remained, Constantine turned to Father Hennessy.
"Who is this kid? Why did you bring him?"
"Hey, man, be careful—this guy is—"
Before Father Hennessy could finish, both he and Constantine froze.
So did the girl’s parents.
And so did Ms. Haifin.
Because they all watched as Noah calmly walked up to the girl, pulled out his wand, and murmured:
"Revelio!"
A wave of magic surged from his wand.
In an instant, a horrifying, deformed demon with half a head was forcibly revealed, writhing inside the girl’s body.
And—was it an illusion?—but the demon looked terrified.
"Hello, demon. Goodbye, demon. Confringo!"
Without hesitation, Noah flicked his wand.
A brilliant burst of explosive light shot forward.
The demon’s body expanded violently, twisted—and silently disintegrated into dust, scattering over the girl’s bed.
The entire process took less than a minute.
Maybe even thirty seconds.
There wasn’t even time for the demon to scream before it was obliterated.
Noah flicked his wand again, murmuring "Episkey." A soft glow surrounded the girl as her wounds closed.
The stunned silence in the room was finally broken.
"Bloody hell. A wizard?"
