HP Approaches the Magic World

Jon had never thought that the Flamel couple would know that he was a descendant of Hufflepuff, and he didn't think that Dumbledore would tell this matter casually.

Because there is nothing worth saying about the matter itself.

But when things have reached this point, there is no need to think about these things anymore.

Moreover, the witch in front of her has already said that she has met other members of the Hufflepuff family, which means that in the past few hundred years, this family still has a sense of existence.

But it declined later.

But how can any family prosper forever?

Even the so-called twenty-eight sacred tribes only began to flourish in the past few hundred years.

It's not that Jon himself feels too good, it's that in this world, the strength of the legendary wizard is basically at the top of the world. If we talk about tracing the origin of blood, naturally the blood of the legendary wizard is more powerful.

However, the two people in front of him were indeed living fossils, and Jon felt that he could get closer to them.

The two old men live here and don't go out usually. They just keep company with these clocks. Now that the magic stone can no longer be used and the elixir of life will no longer be made, then the lives of these two people may not be the same.

It went on too long.

Therefore, if Jon really has any ideas, he must make good use of this time.

Jon said something to Stephen: There are only two steps on the ladder of human progress, the first step is imagination, and the second step is shamelessness.

To put it bluntly, you have to dare to think and do.

Otherwise, if all the opportunities were taken by others, what else would he have to do?

It's just that these thoughts appeared in his mind and were not spoken out of his mouth.

He looked at the black tea in front of him, his mind was churning, but he had nothing to say.

He didn't know what to say. The silence in the air was so oppressive that Jon even had bad associations with it.

There is still pressure. When facing such a person, there is really no way not to panic.

Jon suddenly remembered that when he went to meet Dumbledore, he was a little better than now. At least he was not so panicked, and he had indeed been preparing for a long time.

"Don't be nervous, this is just an ordinary afternoon tea. We haven't seen outsiders for a long time, especially a special young man like you."

The tea now is actually no longer afternoon tea. The time for afternoon tea has long passed. It is already evening. In two hours, it will be completely dark.

"You are really flattering me. I am just an ordinary student. I haven't introduced myself yet when we first met. My name is Jon. Jon Smith. I am indeed a member of the Hufflepuff family. We

Not many members of the family are still alive."

There are only four people at the end of the day, which is indeed not many people.

"The vitality of the Hufflepuff family is very strong, and Nico and I have seen what kind of achievements your family's wizards will have. You really don't have to be so modest - although modesty is indeed a very good thing.

Morality.”

Madame Flamel comforted Jon softly, while Mr. Nico Flamel seemed to be completely unable to hear what was going on here, and was just concentrating on polishing the watch in his hand.

"I guess you wouldn't mind chatting with an old lady like me?"

"Of course, I'm more than happy to."

Since Mrs. Flamel took the initiative to invite, Jon would not refuse. Only a fool would push the opportunity away when such a good thing comes to his door.

He raised his head, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and took a deep breath.

——Okay, successfully switched to interpersonal communication mode.

Jon cheered himself up in his mind. After sitting for a while, his mood had actually calmed down a lot.

This time, he began to take a good look at the witch opposite him.

Typical European appearance, with gray hair, kind face, and blue eyes, as pure as the ocean.

For a moment, Jon thought he saw the concrete existence of [Deep Blue Sea].

However, he immediately realized that it was indeed impolite to look directly at others like this, but the sunlight outside shone on Madame Lemay's head, and the silvery-white light was like precious white silk made in China, which made her look dignified and luxurious.

, and I feel very approachable.

Like what is it?

He remembered a sentence, which seemed inappropriate to use here, but there was no more suitable description than this sentence.

——There is an old Chinese saying that when a person is about to die, his words are also good.

Madame Flamel seemed to be enveloped in this twilight atmosphere, with a lifeless feeling that complemented the dusk sunlight.

Jon was dazed by this feeling and asked subconsciously: "Madam, are you and Mr. Flamel running out of time?"

After he finished speaking, he immediately reacted and quickly apologized.

"What do you need to apologize for? What you said is not a lie, it is the truth."

Perenal Flamel tapped the wall of the cup and admitted Jon's doubts frankly.

"We don't mind facing death. In fact, after living for so many years and seeing so many deaths, we have begun to accept death."

Perenal rubbed the peacock pocket watch on his chest and smiled.

"Jon, I think you can come and talk to me from time to time when you are free. This is the first time I have met you, but I think we are destined."

"Really?" Jon said, "I think so too. Maybe we really have a lot to talk about."

"Then why don't we start now?"

Of course Perenal just wanted to tease Jon. She was not a legendary witch and had no way of knowing Jon's strength. Apart from seeing that Jon was a descendant of Hufflepuff for some special reasons, she also

You can just tell that Jon is a young kid.

Probably just in third grade?

Not knowing the relevant inside story, Perenal just wanted to kill some time.

After all, there was no one else she could trust and be interested in here for a while.

Raising a younger generation is just thinking about the friendship with the Hufflepuff family back then.

It is a very lucky thing to be able to see the descendants of an old friend before you die.

"It's better to choose the right day than to hit it. I just want to buy an alchemy pocket watch for a friend today. Why don't you recommend it to me?"

Of course, this request was not too much. With a casual move, Perenal pulled a pocket watch that he had made before and was quite satisfied with from the box.

"Look at this. It's attached with absolutely precise magic. I personally designed the style, but it was popular a long time ago."

She asked softly: "I wonder who you want to give it to?"