HP Approaches the Magic World

Although this thing is helpful to his research, Professor Sprout is not interested in this dream creation method at all.

This thing is completely unsuitable for a wizard who follows the ordinary magic route, because the first restriction is that he must have witnessed the existence of the deep blue sea, otherwise there is no way to generate a qualified dream to preserve the soul, and this thing requires

It can only be used after death. For Professor Sprouse, she has no use for this thing at all.

"I don't think so."

Jon closed the notebook, took out the ring from his pocket, and put it on his finger.

He doesn't know where the gloves are stored on his body now, and he doesn't feel anything, but fortunately they have been put away.

"Professor, do you think if this magic is obtained by Voldemort, will it enhance his power?"

"Perhaps, after all, he is now in a soul state. This thing is indeed aimed at improving the soul, and judging from the current records, it should also have a certain role in nourishing the soul."

What Jon brought up was indeed an interesting topic. Although Professor Sprout did not want to discuss Voldemort at this time, since it was discussed, it was not a big deal.

After all, Voldemort had just escaped from Hogwarts not long ago and should be in an injured state now.

"Actually, I am still a little interested in this technology, but unfortunately it is of no use to me. Maybe Principal Dumbledore will be more interested. I now have my own research direction and learning direction, and it is impossible to temporarily switch to learn this kind of technology.

thing."

"But this thing really suits me, right?"

Jon grinned and said: "I have a special status, and the direction of my research is the existence of the age of gods, and I have indeed seen that great will."

At this point, Professor Sprout also reflected: "I forgot about this. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Principal Helga in the portrait for a long time. How are you doing, Mr. Founder?"

As the Head of House of Hufflepuff, Professor Sprout always knows some mysterious information that is unknown to outsiders.

"My ancestor is still sleeping, but I think it won't take long for her to wake up. By then, she will be able to communicate with the outside world through portraits."

"Ah, that's good. I happened to have a proposal before, and I'd like to know if the founder has passed it?"

"What?"

Jon felt the news keenly, but he didn't understand it.

What proposal?

"Nothing, just a small matter. Since you have packed that thing up now, I should go back. Speaking of which, I have stayed here for more than one day."

"Professor, don't you want to leave before you finish your meal? I have some pretty good Chinese food here."

"Yeah?"

Professor Sprout nodded with interest: "That's okay, I haven't had Chinese food for a long time."

…

After a meal.

When Professor Sprout apparated back outside Hogwarts, it was already late at night. Because it was too late, she did not apparate directly into the school, but on the streets of Hogsmeade.

Wandered for a while.

There were only a few people on the streets of Hogsmeade at night. Professor Sprout strolled and walked to the door of a bar.

Although the lights were turned off in this bar, it was not closed.

In this kind of night, drinking a drink is not a big deal.

So the witch opened the door of the bar.

"Sorry, we're closed."

The boss who was cleaning behind the counter said in a low voice, but Professor Sprout did not make any reaction.

"A glass of Cariglia, thank you."

The boss behind the counter heard Professor Sprout's voice and turned around immediately.

A gentle expression appeared on his face, and although his voice was still muffled, his tone had become much softer.

"Oh, long time no see, Pomona."

The boss mixed Professor Sprout a glass of wine from behind the counter, and then poured himself another glass.

He snapped his fingers, and the oil lamp next to the counter immediately lit up. The flickering candlelight illuminated the wood grain on the counter clearly.

"Aberforth, it's been a long time indeed."

Professor Sprout looked at the over 100-year-old man in front of her. The two of them didn't even exchange greetings. After taking a sip of wine, she got to the point directly.

"I have found a way to do the thing I told you before, but it may take some time to achieve it."

This news shocked Aberforth so much that his hand holding the wine glass was trembling.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course, if there is no possibility of realization, I will not come to you."

What Professor Sprout said seemed to be putting a reassuring needle on the old man, but then she said: "But even if she really exists, she will not come back to life in this world. If you

If you want to see her again, you may have to wait until you die."

"I can, of course I can. I've been waiting for you for so many years, and it won't take long. And when things here are over, I won't have anything to worry about."

Both of them knew what he said. Voldemort still existed in this world, so Aberforth had no way to leave this world without any worries.

Although he had so many complaints about his brother, he was his only relative in the world after all, so he still had to help Albus with things.

And what he hated wasn't Albus in the first place.

Now that the words were finished, there was no need to stay here for too long. Professor Sprout drank all the wine in the glass and left.

She returned to school, and Hogwarts was filled with silence and tranquility at night. It was hard for her to imagine how this tranquility would be disturbed by the return of the Dark Lord.

Now, I just hope that Albus's plan is effective and works smoothly.

She suddenly thought of Jon, but immediately cleared this terrible thought from her mind - of course she hoped that a real warrior would appear in Hufflepuff to face and defeat Voldemort, but selfishly, she did not

Hope this person is Jon.

Even if Jon has such strength, she doesn't want this to happen.

That's why it's selfish.

It is a sign of truly caring for someone that no matter how much she hopes that person can be alone, she still hopes that this person will always be safe, unless something is unavoidable.

——But facing Voldemort is not inevitable.