HP Approaches the Magic World

Jon only knew the direction of the story. As for what Dumbledore was thinking, no one knew.

The human heart is the most difficult thing to guess in the world. If it were so easy to guess what Dumbledore was planning, he would no longer be a legendary wizard.

Maybe Helga might know, but now the legendary witch has fallen into a deep sleep, and Jon can't wake her up.

Besides, just to wake Helga up for such a trivial matter, then Jon has to think about whether he can withstand Helga's soul torture.

This kind of work of guessing the psychology of the characters should be left to Ms. Joanne who wrote the book.

The two people talked for a while in the living room, and then went upstairs to sleep.

Anyway, there are no interesting discoveries, so it is better to go to bed early and recuperate.

…

Jon was woken up.

The feedback from [Monitoring Wind Whispers] came with a loud sound, a very harsh noise. When it sounded in Jon's mind, it directly shook Jon from a hazy state to an extremely sober boy.

people.

Jon raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was one o'clock in the morning.

Okay, there's no need to sleep now. At this time, I can't fall asleep even if I want to.

He was about to turn off this passive magic - he originally wanted to use this magic to listen to the Dursleys' voices in the afternoon to see if he could hear any clues, but unfortunately it had no effect.

There seems to be a magical barrier blocking the surroundings of the Dursley's house, and the magical frequency band of [Monitoring Wind Whispers] cannot affect the air inside at all.

But after Joanne came back and the two of them talked for a while, he forgot about turning off the magic.

Ever since I started practicing Lockhart's memory magic, my memory has gotten worse and worse.

It seems that he still needs to master Occlumency as soon as possible, so that the impact of memory magic on the soul can be stabilized to some extent. In addition to the protective measures left by Helga, as long as he is not like Lockhart, he will destroy other people's memories.

If you put it into your own mind and seriously experience other people's lives, then there won't be any big problems.

But, that voice just now, was Joanne going out?

After turning off the effect of [Monitoring Wind Whispers], Jon was too lazy to turn it on again, so he had to get up from the bed, open the door and look outside.

Sure enough, Joanne's figure appeared in the corridor, and then walked down the stairs.

After a while, Jon heard the sound of the door closing.

It's so late, where is she going?

Jon walked out of the room with doubts and walked to the door of Joanne's room. He happened to see the desk lamp that had not been turned off, as well as the unfinished manuscript and the watch-style detector under the desk lamp.

Joanne never leaves this thing, so why did she take it off today?

Jon thought hard for a moment, and suddenly remembered what caused the piercing noise just now.

When magic is released, it will distort the surrounding magnetic field, causing strong fluctuations. Some Muggle technological products also have the same function, such as Joanne's watch detector.

But Joanne's detector is not so powerful and does not produce such huge noise.

So, someone is looking for Joanne?

It shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Jon frowned and did not go back to his room. Instead, he went downstairs and took out two cans of Coke from the refrigerator.

The first one was for Joanne.

Let's wait until someone comes back and ask what happened.

…

Jon's guess is correct.

Someone is indeed looking for Joanne, and the person who comes is not good.

By the light of the street lamp, Joanne, dressed in a smart outfit, quietly came to a corner and stared at the corner of Privet Drive. It was the information and reserved location that "that person" had just sent her.

She looked at the street corner illuminated by the dim light of the street lamp, and then, soon, a tall and thin figure appeared under the light, silently, as if growing out of the light, and seeing this figure

Joanne's body trembled unconsciously.

It was a man who came.

He has short hair, wears a black windbreaker, a pair of long leather boots, and glasses.

He was carrying a small, delicate leather suitcase in his hand.

Joanne recognized that box, it was MI0's special equipment.

No. st-9100, a lethal weapon developed for wizards.

The shape of this weapon is like a long knitting needle, but as one of the people who was lucky enough to see the weapon in use, Joanne knew the function of this weapon.

During a certain mission, a powerful wizard who wanted to resist was stabbed by this weapon. In just three seconds, the wizard lost all his magic power and became an ordinary person.

Although the conditions and restrictions for the use of this weapon are very high, and the time of action is very short, people with MI0 will never act alone. There will inevitably be a wizard accompanying them. If a wizard who has lost his magic power wants to resist another wizard, then

It's just too difficult.

And why does Joanne know about this weapon?

Because she knows him.

From this weapon, to the person who uses this weapon.

"It's really you. I thought you were enjoying your vacation at the University of Manchester."

The approaching man smiled slightly at Joanne, as if he was chatting with a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

It's a pity that the other person in the picture looks very tense. Joanne's hair is tied tightly, her expression is serious, and her left hand is tightly holding the cuff of her sleeve.

"It's me...teacher."

The teacher in Joanne's mouth is naturally the man in front of her, Ronas Carr, who was Joanne's guide and instructor in joining MI0, and is also a professor at the University of Exeter.

"Relax, I'm just passing by." Ronas said calmly: "I don't want to do anything to you. After all, I personally approved your transfer application before."

"I know this," Joanne said still a little nervously: "But you definitely didn't come here for a trip when you came here suddenly. If it weren't for my business, I can't think of any other reason for you to stay here.

You come here to see me so late, and you bring..."

Having said this, she reflexively glanced sideways at the box in Ronas' hand. The familiar mark on it seemed to tell Joanne that it didn't know what happened, and Ronas didn't say anything, so Joanne

Then he said: "If it is because of something about me, I hope you can tell me directly, and at least let me understand what happened. Please, Teacher Ronas?"

She kept her head lowered and only heard the man in front of her sigh leisurely.

"Joanne, you crossed the line this time."