HP Approaches the Magic World

For the principals who live in the portraits all year round, they will know immediately if anything interesting happens in Hogwarts or the wizarding world. These gossips and secrets are their only source of fun.

And these things are also the things that can attract their attention the most, and are more useful than some serious things.

Peeves obviously knew the styles of these headmasters very well, and as expected, after he told the news, everyone began to discuss it enthusiastically.

Even for the principals, Hagrid's behavior of raising dragons is worth gossiping about.

When the atmosphere gradually became harmonious and joyful, Dumbledore returned.

I don't know which principal yelled, but the atmosphere in the entire office suddenly became cold, and even Peeves was obediently floating next to the desk.

"Good afternoon, Peeves."

Dumbledore nodded very politely to Peeves: "How is the situation in the crypt?"

"Still no movement, Principal."

Peeves made a routine report: "The Dragon's Breath Lantern has no feedback, but the fluctuations inside still exist. I guess there is nothing wrong with Jon."

"Then continue to observe."

Dumbledore sat back in his seat, but started to look through the things on the table: "You have been working a little harder recently, and take a closer look at what's going on below."

Peeves nodded and ducked under the floor.

What was placed on Dumbledore's desk was the latest report from the Ministry of Magic. Fudge gave him a copy. Apparently, the emergence of some rumors recently, as well as the death of Nico Flamel, gave the Minister of Magic a copy.

It caused a lot of psychological pressure.

It's just... these are not issues that need to be worried about now, let Fudge deal with them by himself first.

During the recent period, it seems that due to the calm before the storm, Quirrell suddenly stopped moving as frequently as before. This calm made Dumbledore feel a little uneasy.

Although everything is under control, it is still impossible for Quirrell to be completely his puppet.

Although the whole plan was planned after Quirrell discovered Voldemort's first meeting, he once tried to guide Quirrell back to the right path. Unfortunately, Quirrell did not understand what he was saying and turned around.

He fell into Voldemort's arms again.

This may have been his fault, but Dumbledore didn't think what Quirrell did was worth pity.

Asking himself, Dumbledore felt that he had done what he should have done.

Even a child of Jon's age understands what should and should not be done, and can distinguish between various situations. Quirrell shouldn't be like this anymore.

Could it be that an adult cannot see clearly as a child?

Although he also knew that Jon was no ordinary child.

However, Quirrell is no ordinary adult.

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Dragon Soul Crypt.

There is air flowing in the darkness.

Jon stood there quietly holding the wind lantern. He didn't know what was coming. There was a half possibility that it was Helga, and a half possibility that it was something else.

A transparent shadow walked up to Jon from the darkness. Fortunately, it was Helga.

But Helga, who was standing in front of Jon at this moment, looked young.

Jon looked at the transparent shadow opposite and opened his mouth.

Seeing that Jon had no reaction, she was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of understanding.

Under the shroud of the sleeping dragon barrier, no one could make any sound.

The next moment, Helga's voice sounded from Jon's mind.

"Don't resist."

Some strange yet familiar voices said in Jon's mind: "I am using the power of Sleeping Dragon Barrier to connect the voice into your soul.

From now on, don’t ask anything, just follow me.”

Helga's shadow didn't mean anything, and Jon didn't ask any more questions, just followed him with the lantern in hand.

Where to go?

The question lingered in Jon's heart, but in the end he never asked it out in his soul.

He didn't know how long Helga's shadow could exist. Under the power of the Sleeping Dragon Barrier, even Helga's back-up force might not be able to interfere with the barrier's operation for a long time.

.

The road ahead is as dark as ever.

In the closed space, a gentle wind suddenly blew over.

But when the warm wind blew over Jon's face, his expression suddenly became ugly.

There are only two situations that may cause wind in this space. One is that something in the space collapses, and the other is that the space is breathing.

At this moment, something in this space is naturally breathing. If Jon expected, it should be the dragon soul sealed here.

In the magical world, even the soul has the ability to interfere with the real world. For a creature as large as a dragon, breathing the soul is not necessary, but it is indeed a habit.

And just unconscious habits can cause romantic interference in the real world.

This increased the pressure in Jon's heart.

The further inside, the greater the pressure brought by this dark space.

Helga's transparent skirt has never disappeared from Jon's sight. In such a dark space, there is only this trace of transparency, but something that does exist can give Jon a sense of security.

With every step he took, the wonderful feeling in his heart deepened.

It seemed that there was something hidden in front, and that thing was calling him, asking him to go forward quickly and take a look at it.

This made Jon feel a little suspicious, and the presence of Helga in front of him made him a little suspicious.

Is this Helga... real?

Such doubts flashed through his heart, and were quickly broken by himself.

If it wasn't Helga, then it was an illusion caused by his own heart, and in Helga's past training for him, there was a course to deal with this kind of illusion.

After all, the world is such a big place. In order for Jon to be able to protect himself from dangers that are difficult to guard against, this is the preparation that must be made.

"Here we are."

Just when Jon was about to use some methods to test the authenticity of the Helga in front of him, Helga's voice sounded in his mind.

Jon raised his head following the sound, and found that the wind lantern in his hand was no longer as bright as before, but maybe it was because the surroundings had become brighter.

In front of him is a small "bedroom".

The silver "stardust" that occupied a full wall appeared in front of him, emitting a soft light that was not dazzling, but it surprised Jon.