HP Approaches the Magic World

Mysterious things are the most attractive.

If the attraction of mysterious things is one hundred, then once the shell of mystery is broken, the attraction will not be halved, but will return to zero.

However, the attraction of Harry Potter is still there. After all, even if Jon already knows the consequences of his future growth, it is still difficult to imagine at this moment how such a thin boy could become the man who dared to fight Voldemort.

Positive messianic.

Or, is this the mysterious power of Gryffindor?

Harry sat on the wasteland for three hours. Jon watched Harry sit on the wasteland for three hours. Fortunately, after a year of hard work and several modifications by Helga, his Disillusionment Curse was gone.

It can last for a long time - Jon has not calculated how long it will last, because the magic power in his body is also being replenished while maintaining the illusion spell, so the consumption is not huge.

When Harry left, Jon was thinking about a question.

Is today Wednesday or Thursday?

It doesn't matter what day it is. I'll ask Joanne again when I get back. Watching Harry walking further and further away, Jon casts a Apparition Spell on himself. This is the only spell he can cast without the aid of a wand.

Curse, maybe because it is relatively simple.

He sat down on the swing where Harry had just sat. The cool evening breeze blew his hair and brushed his ears, bringing distant sounds.

Empty, quiet, peaceful and peaceful.

very nice.

Once upon a time, this kind of life was the life he wanted. The magical world had new beauty every second. The leisure and stability of life could clean away all the fatigue like a mental massage.

It's a pity that this kind of life has nothing to do with Jon.

"What are you thinking about?"

A low female voice sounded in Jon's ears, and Jon did not look back because Joanne's voice was very familiar to him.

"Sister Joanne, why are you here?"

"You haven't come back for so long. I thought something happened to you, so I came here to take a look."

Joanne sat down on the cement pipe opposite Jon.

"Were you meditating just now?"

"No...sister, do you know about meditation?"

Joanne had a strange expression on her face: "Of course, the meditation method is not a secret in the magical world. An ancient family with a certain age, as long as the inheritance is not broken, there will always be some special methods of accumulating magic power. For example, you

Mom’s family has this similar method, don’t you know?”

"...?"

Before Jon could speak, Joanne explained to herself: "It's normal that you don't know. I heard that your mother's family's meditation method requires the use of moonlight, and men can't use it."

"This method sounds weird, are you serious?"

"Of course, your mother's family are all members of the Ministry of Magic, so these things will naturally be archived in MI0."

Okay, this explanation is barely reasonable.

"Besides, meditation is not just for you wizards to enhance your magic power. I once saw a summary in an internal report that said that after breaking away from the mysterious background, meditation is essentially for ordinary people.

It is a way of resting to relax the mind and allow the brain to heal itself. It is said to enter a deep state of sleep, allowing your nervous system time to repair itself. Theoretically speaking, anyone can use it, and if it is used

If it works well, maybe you can improve your affinity for magic and turn yourself into a wizard one day after tomorrow."

"Internal report? When did you see it?"

Jon felt familiar, as if he had heard these words from somewhere.

"Last year, right? The author of that article seemed to be short of contribution points and wanted to exchange them for something from the organizational system. He didn't submit a new report for a long time after that. The last time he was located was in Manchester. I went to Manchester to find him before."

Sure enough, he knew that this kind of article that was purely about cheating points must have been written by Lockhart, a professional liar.

"Just think about this kind of content. Although wizards can be made later, that method will never produce real wizards. It will only produce inferior products like vampires. At first, the vampires fought with wizards because of this.

Many times, and today’s wizards are not allowed to engage in this kind of research, even the witches in the dark forest..."

Jon suddenly paused as he spoke and looked at Joanne blankly: "What are you doing?"

"Record, these things cannot be found in MI0's information database. This is a first-hand view of the world. Of course, it must be written down carefully. What if it is used later?"

Jon was speechless for a moment.

Why don’t you just talk about this worldview issue directly?

Is it still necessary to remember it here?

"You don't understand. Writing a book requires accumulation. It's impossible for me to write all the real events in the book. Otherwise, I won't be able to write smoothly and the effect will not be good."

Joanne explained very straightforwardly: "For example, I can't write the existence of MI0 into the book. This is one of the problems. I think you know how many wizards in the British wizarding world are linked to MI0.

, and there are many other things. If I cannot write things truthfully, then I can only embellish and reduce related descriptions, then I can only start to make up for it from the direction of the world view."

"This is actually easy to solve. You first write a version according to your ideas, and then delete it based on this version. This is a long process. What if it can be written? Of course, it involves

It is better not to write about some secret departments. For example, Mr. Arnold deals with some secret matters. You can completely mention them in one sentence. In this regard, you can correspond with my mother and ask about the location of various parts of the Ministry of Magic. I

I’ve completely forgotten about it.”

As Jon was talking, he heard Joanne burst into laughter, and then the woman opposite put her hand on his head and rubbed it hard twice.

It's like teasing some kitten or puppy.

Then he looked up and saw Joanne's overjoyed look.

"Am I funny?"

"It's not funny, I just think you are cute."

Joanne tried her best to be serious and not look like a perverted aunt who was teasing children: "Why are you so concerned about everything? Speaking of which, you don't have to be so concerned about my affairs."

"Tell me quickly, do you have anything wrong with me, sister?"

I miss you so much, you big-headed ghost!

I am still a child. Are you, this elder sister, a human being?