HP Approaches the Magic World

Joanne has many special skills.

Not only diverse, but also practical.

Not long after getting in the car, she took out a small radio from the small bag.

"Ms. Rowling, do you want to listen to the radio?"

While driving, Ranke observed the situation inside the car with his peripheral vision: "This car has a car radio. If you need it, you can..."

"Drive well, don't listen to what you shouldn't hear, and don't look at what you shouldn't see."

Rank immediately fell silent, but his ears perked up secretly.

He had been warned about relevant matters before joining the company, so he naturally understood what he should do and what he should not do.

Jon took the radio from Joanne's hand, turned it around a little and figured out what it was.

"When did you do it? How come I don't know at all."

"It's been a while. If you want to learn, I'll teach you."

"No need. This kind of skill requires training. I don't have time."

Jon handed the radio back to Joanne and asked Joanne to turn on the receiving device.

Naturally, this small radio receives a single line, and the source of information is Mr. Dursley's car.

According to Joanne, she had installed the listening device for some time. It was just a modified small device. As long as Mr. Dursley's car started, the device would naturally be powered.

After the call was turned on, the first thing that came out was a burst of crying.

"It's Dudley who's crying."

Joanne paused and said, "Harry's voice can't be that loud."

Of course, Jon thought to himself: As soon as he heard this kind of wail, he knew it was fake crying.

There was no real feeling at all, and Dudley probably couldn't even remember what it was like to cry.

Dursley's car kept driving forward, but Jon did not let Rank chase closely, but just kept a distance.

Mr. Dursley's car drove forward for a while and then drove back for a while.

"Get rid of them... get rid of them..."

Every time he drove back, this muttering came from the radio.

After driving for a whole day, the Dursleys didn't even stop to rest, eat or go to the toilet. Jon and the others who followed behind them took their time leisurely, dragging Mr. Dursley's caution. Their journey was very enjoyable.

Happy, relaxed and enjoyable.

Joanne even had time to buy coffee and McDonald's, and she and Rank drove for a while on the way.

"How about you take a nap? I guess there won't be any useful information, so I can just keep an eye on it."

"No, my mental strength is much better than you think, but you and Rank need to rest."

"But you don't have a driver's license, otherwise you could just drive."

Joanne had been trained, and her physical strength and endurance were naturally different from others. She drove with the Dursleys all afternoon, and then Rank, who woke up, replaced her. Only Jon stayed awake, listening to the radio,

On the other hand, he sketched magic patterns on his notebook.

Anthony has been following him since the beginning, and all of Jon's instructions have been completed by his hands. But Anthony's trustworthiness does not mean that the person he chooses is also trustworthy. Jon has other plans for Rank, so he must be safe.

measure.

There is nothing more useful than suggestion. With the aid of memory magic, Jon can achieve hypnotic effects that many psychology experts cannot achieve.

They followed the Dursleys to a suburb, and the Dursleys' car stopped in front of a dark and gloomy hotel.

Rank and Joanne pretended to be a couple and opened a room next to the Dursleys, while Jon used the Disillusionment Charm to cover himself and sneaked into an empty room not far from Harry's room.

From the balcony of the guest room, you can just see the window of the room where Harry lives.

So when Harry was looking outside on the window sill, there happened to be a person hidden in the darkness looking at him from the window sill in another room.

A night of silence.

For breakfast the next day, Rank bought bread and strawberry jam early and ate some with Joanne. Jon said he was not hungry, told Rank to go to the cruise company, and then fell asleep in the back seat.

past.

He will be tired after not sleeping all night.

When they woke up again, they were already at the beach.

Rank took him and Joanne back the same way. Although he didn't know what the boss was doing, this kind of thing obviously made him feel very excited, and he remained in a very excited state along the way.

"Boss, that's our ship."

Jon looked at the small yacht in front of him and looked puzzled: "Who ordered the boat?"

No wonder the boss just now was almost smiling out of his eyes. It is estimated that this place is so remote that no one has come to rent a yacht for several years.

"The boat was ordered by Mr. Smith. He said that since you are playing outside, you don't have to worry about not having money."

Okay, there is no room for refutation of this reason.

Let’s just say a yacht is a yacht. It’s not that he thinks it’s expensive. It only costs a few days to rent a yacht. The main reason is that he’s worried that the goal is too big.

"Don't worry, this yacht is considered small. I just went around it and there is no smaller boat than this one. Moreover, those big boats may not be comfortable. When it gets dark, no one will notice it."

Joanne came over and patted Jon on the back. She had just gotten on the yacht and walked around. The environment was pretty good and there was enough space.

Anyway, there was only one sailor following them, so there was no need to worry about exposing anything.

"Okay, that's it."

Jon waved and greeted Rank, who quickly ran over.

"Boss, what's the matter?"

"How long does it take to get from here to the place I told you about?"

"It takes more than two hours by speedboat. You don't have to go around from here to there. It's just a straight line by water."

"Then..." Jon raised his hand and looked at it. It was almost time: "Let's go, get there early."

He raised his legs and stepped onto the deck, then suddenly turned back: "By the way, are there any food prepared on the ship?"

Rank was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

…

The scenery on the sea is good, and Jon is not seasick. He is holding a small cake on the stable deck and enjoying the sea breeze, enjoying the beauty of life.

"This kind of life is indeed good. Then again, how do you know where the Dursleys will go?"

"You MI0 have behavioral analysis, and we also have predictions. Although we are not very good at learning, we can still tell with a few clues."

Jon said simply, saying too much would make him feel like he was deceiving an innocent girl, which was really uncomfortable.

"Are you working so hard just to observe Harry? Jon, sister, just say something more. In fact, you can do it without him..."

"I can not."

Jon closed his eyes, his voice floating in the wind.

"Sister, being a savior is boring."