HP Approaches the Magic World

Peeves' experience really shocked Jon.

Even after hearing the cause and effect, Jon felt that this incident was a bit too dramatic, but the fat monk would not make up such a long story just because of such a trivial matter. If nothing else, this incident tells the story of the cause and effect.

End, the night is already halfway over.

He is still sorting out these plots in his mind.

But chaos returns to chaos, and Jon also knows very well that if it weren't for the fact that he is a descendant of Hufflepuff, no matter how outstanding he is, he would never know these things, and how would he be qualified to be picky.

Gap, no matter what direction it is, is ultimately a class gap.

If you are not in this circle, people will not look at you at all.

Jon understood this truth, so he was very sensible and just sat there silently sorting out the things in his mind.

But the fat monk was obviously more concerned about Jon's sleeping problem.

"Speaking of which, aren't you going back now? Tomorrow is Sunday, and there should be many students getting up early to leave school."

"No rush..." Jon was immersed in thinking. Suddenly, he raised his head again: "Wait, tomorrow is Sunday?"

How does he remember that tomorrow is Monday?

No, no, it was Friday night when he and Snape were at the training ground, so he really got the time mixed up.

Realizing that he had confused the time, Jon immediately subconsciously checked his body.

The last time he was in such a situation was when he almost died, but after that incident, he has been very careful. Recently, he has not been in contact with anyone at all, except... Flamel's watch shop?

"Monk, can you feel anything strange about this watch?"

Jon pointed to the pocket watch on the fat monk's neck. If it was because of the watch shop, then there should be marks on this pocket watch.

"sure."

The fat monk readily agreed and hung the pocket watch around his neck, making it easy to check.

The ghost's power penetrated into the pocket watch and began to look for abnormalities.

Fortunately, the fat monk was very efficient. After searching twice, he found the problem.

"Jon, where did you get such a high-end pocket watch? There are already very few alchemical items that can be used by ghosts, and items that come with absolutely accurate magic cost a lot of money, right?"

"Actually, no, the origin of this pocket watch is indeed rather strange. It was given to me by one of my elders."

"Then your elder must be a very good wizard."

The fat monk sighed: "Of course, you are a descendant of Hufflepuff. It is not unusual to have such elders."

"Actually... forget it, why don't you tell me directly what's going on?"

"Well - it's very simple to say. There are many types of magic attached to this watch. It should be the magic that was added during production. Have you gone to someone else's production workshop? There is a big time error in this situation.

It may be because you have been affected by some kind of time magic that is casting a spell. Although the target of the magic is not you, you are still affected a little." "That's it, that's good."

Jon breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, he probably had nothing else to do, so he put down the teacup and said goodbye to the fat monk.

The castle was very quiet at midnight, even Mr. Filch was not at work, only Jon was still wandering around the castle doing nothing.

He returned to his dormitory quietly. As a model of sleeping around the clock and staying out at night, Jon had always had the good habit of not disturbing his roommates. Of course, fortunately, Hufflepuff's dormitories were also separated, so everyone could interact with each other.

Not too intrusive.

——Breaking into someone else's bed curtain and waking them up doesn't count.

After sleeping until noon, Jon got up from the bed and went out to see Stephen waiting outside.

He did tell Stephen before that he would explain something to him today: "But you won't wait until now, right?"

"I'm overthinking it. I just came back based on your record of getting up the earliest after a night out. I didn't wait long. What happened?"

Jon didn't care when Stephen complained about it, and took out the Marauder's Map from his sleeve and handed it to Stephen: "Find a way to give this to the Weasley twins. Don't let him know that we made it."

, and I've already taken care of Peeves' side. He will record his messages regularly. Think about who to pick up when to receive them. The ghost's messages can only be copied and cannot be taken away. Find someone reliable.

people."

"This is simple, I will handle it."

After the matter was explained, Stephen began to report the situation of the past two days. After that, Jon was about to go out, but was stopped by Stephen.

"By the way, let me tell you something. In view of your current non-compliance with the rules in the college, you have now been socially expelled from the students in the entire college."

"What?"

"Social expulsion was initiated by me. According to your old man's wishes, you have already kept a low profile and can no longer keep a low profile."

Stephen lowered his head and smiled: "Now all the newcomers in the club don't know who you are. In addition, the seniors in the upper grades are silent about this 'magical person' like you. Now even our classmates are in the same grade."

Everyone has almost forgotten you."

"Isn't this too much? I'm obviously attending classes normally! And I'm their boss, the kind of boss who pays them!"

Jon felt unfair to himself. Although he wanted to keep a low profile, social exclusion was a bit too serious.

"There is no way. The impact of your association with the club last school year is really difficult to eliminate. I have tried many methods, but none of them are more effective than this. So I can only do this. I suggest you relax and accept it calmly. Don't

So surprised."

"Okay, blame me, it's better than the way it was before."

Jon nodded helplessly. Because Stephen and others had strictly blocked Harry's side, Harry had not yet learned about Jon's various deeds. However, Slytherin had its own system, and Stephen's tentacles really couldn't reach it.

Go in, so just two days ago, Jon saw little Draco Malfoy coming over to seek a sense of presence during his lunch break, trying to join the Hufflepuff Magical Research Society.

What a joke, this semester even the Ravenclaw exchange students were sent back by Jon for some reason. The Hufflepuff Magical Research Society couldn't let students from outside colleges join in no matter what.

"But since everyone has been kicked out of social circles, I might as well do it more neatly."