HP Approaches the Magic World

"Principal, how should I get in?"

Jon stood in front of the door, a little at a loss.

Because he really didn't know how to get in, and the "sun" inside made him a little timid.

"Don't worry. Apart from banning magic, there are no problems that are too difficult to solve."

Dumbledore said softly, "We have reached this point and there is no turning back."

Jon also knows this. Of course he can leave, but the effect of the potion will not last long.

Jon must use the third potion before the effects of the purification wear off.

Speaking of which, his confidence in this place is all his confidence in Helga.

He believed that this legendary witch who had lived for thousands of years would not harm him.

"Okay, Professor, please wait for me. I'm going in."

Jon touched the ring and prepared to go inside.

He had already put on a close-fitting outfit under his robe to avoid any inconvenience in moving inside.

After all, if you can't use magic, you can still get out by running.

"Take this."

Dumbledore flicked his fingers, took out a smaller lantern from somewhere, and put a little fire in it.

"If you can't get out, light this. It can illuminate you and help you find your way. When you get back to the door, smash this lamp. I will know your situation and will help you out.

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Jon took the wind lantern, nodded, then opened the wooden door and walked into the bottomless darkness.

…

This is not a good place.

There is no forbidden place for magical elements, and every inch of magic in Jon's body is very precious.

Within the Sleeping Dragon Barrier, the dragon soul sleeps.

The basic power of the barrier comes from this, and the magic elements floating around the school are used to strengthen the barrier itself. This not only ensures the longevity of the barrier, but also ensures that it will not cause energy accumulation due to too little use.

The problem is indeed a very exquisite design.

Standing in this small space, Jon did not see the light that appeared in his previous perception. It might be some kind of magic trace that could not be identified with the naked eye, but Jon no longer dared to open it at will at this moment.

’s perceptual force field.

There is no Dumbledore to help him here, and he is also worried about the consequences of deploying a force field in such a place. Secondly, being hurt, the magic power in his body may not be able to sustain the consumption - even the red archbishop of the year could not.

He doesn't dare to try it now.

So in the darkness, Jon twisted open his ring and took out the last tube of potion.

This time there is no need to prepare any other rituals.

When the first two potions took effect in his body, all the roads had been paved. It was only this time that the final potion was used to push the effect to its peak.

I have to say that the path Helga arranged for Jon was truly perfect.

Jon brought the test tube containing the medicine to his mouth, and then used his fingers to push off the hole plug on the test tube.

Pharmacy entrance.

…

"Dumbledore, why did you come up so quickly?"

Standing at the entrance of the library, Snape was a little surprised when he saw Dumbledore suddenly appearing in front of him.

After all, it hasn't been too long since Jon went down. Dumbledore coming out at this time was not part of the plan.

"Didn't you say you have to wait for Jon to come out?"

"There is no need to wait for Jon to come out. I thought of a better way to ask him to call me when he comes out."

Dumbledore waved his hand, and the cave entrance behind him returned to its original appearance.

"When Jon comes out, I will apparate directly in. There is no need to leave from here."

Snape didn't mean anything to this. After all, Jon didn't know how long it had been since he entered, and Dumbledore couldn't always wait there.

He originally thought that Dumbledore would find some people to guard here, but he didn't expect that Dumbledore would do it more directly.

"Will something happen?"

Snape asked worriedly.

Jon is indeed more to his liking. He is the only one among the students who can say a few words to him. When all the students are submissive to him or hate him, Jon is the only one among the students.

friend.

In other words, Jon was his only friend in the entire Hogwarts.

Dumbledore is his boss, the professors are his colleagues, and the students are his subordinates.

But Jon was different. He could negotiate interests face to face with Dumbledore, and he would be polite when appropriate. What made Snape feel that he was different from other students the most was that Jon had never been polite.

Treat him as you would a normal, equal person.

No fear, no strange eyes, this is really rare for Snape.

Out of the "friendship" between friends, Snape was willing to pay a little more attention to Jon's affairs.

"Don't worry, Peeves will come over regularly to see you."

Dumbledore whispered a few words to Snape, then left the library and walked to the eighth floor.

Snape also left the library. He waved his wand, locked the library, and went downstairs.

Obviously, both the principal and the dean have their own affairs to be busy with.

…

In the darkness, there is no concept of time.

Jon didn't know how long he slept here. He leaned against the cold stone wall. When he woke up, his body didn't feel any particular discomfort.

Maybe it's the effect of the medicine.

He stood up, raised his wrist, and wanted to take a look at the watch on his hand, but found that the hands of the watch had stopped beating long ago.

The faint light emerging from the hands was quite conspicuous in the darkness. Jon clearly remembered that when he drank the potion, the hands on his watch stayed at this position.

Not even the second hand skipped.

This watch had been enchanted by him a long time ago in order to resist Hogwarts' interference with these items, but now it was rudely stopped here.

He quickly figured out what was going on. In this space, the concept of time had been blurred. This so-called blurring was not caused by the human spirit, but by laws.

Of course, time is still running normally, but people cannot experience the movement of time in such an environment. The hands of the watch no longer beat, the sand in the hourglass no longer falls, and people's breathing does not cause any fluctuations.

It's like being stopped.

But this kind of stillness is not really still. People can still move around in this space. After all, this is a prison.

So, in the dark corridor, Jon held up the small wind lantern.