HP Approaches the Magic World

No matter where you are, being alive is good news.

As if he had suddenly received a shot in the arm, Dumbledore suddenly became energetic and walked away happily, leaving only Professor Trelawney collecting the crystal ball in the classroom.

But she didn't finish her words.

Dumbledore, who was too happy, ignored this point. If Launi had told all the prophecies, Dumbledore would not believe it at all, but at this moment, he believed it.

This was a small misunderstanding, but Professor Trelawney did not deceive Dumbledore.

Out of professional ethics, she would not fail to tell Dumbledore the content of her prophecy, but she would only omit the key points in some details.

Among the results of this prophecy, whether the girl can be resurrected mainly depends on whether Jon can help, because she has no way to see Jon's fate clearly, and it is difficult to predict what Jon will do next, which leads to

She was unable to completely predict a relatively clear outcome, and could only make a general conclusion such as "not here, not in the future", and another point was that even if Jon helped, the girl would not be in this world.

Resurrection.

Not here, means not in this world; not in the future, because she can't see Jon's future at all, but as long as it is promoted reasonably according to the results of the prophecy, the possibility of this girl's resurrection is still very high.

After all, not everyone has such a good opportunity to seal their soul in a portrait and have it constantly nurtured by a legendary wizard and a great wizard who is not inferior to the legendary wizard.

The girl's spirituality has gradually recovered in the portrait, and she is now waiting for a chance to recover.

It's a pity that no wizard in the world can give such an opportunity. Trelawney looked through her memory and only found some written information about her family's ancestors in her memory.

Such a thing, only for mortals, requires the intervention of gods, and it also requires the intervention of very powerful gods.

As the former priests of the Sun God, the Trelawny family was fortunate enough to be cursed by the gods, so they have very powerful prophecy abilities, but... do gods really exist in this world?

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Jon had a dream.

It is not the illusory dream like before, but a dream with a strong sense of reality that is indistinguishable.

He dreamed of someone.

That's a girl.

She looks like she is of Chinese descent, because her face is not the deep face that is typical of Europeans, but she has fair skin and is wearing a very large kimono.

…Why kimono?

Jon looked at it carefully for a long time and found out that it was indeed a kimono style, not a Hanfu.

So since he is not from China, why did he suddenly appear in his dream?

The girl didn't speak, and neither did her red hair.

The two stood quietly facing each other across a small river. Jon looked at the girl, and the girl seemed to be looking at him.

Looking in Jon's direction, the girl's lips were moving, as if she was saying these things.

"I'm sorry, I can't hear what you are saying at all. If you really have something to say to me, can we get closer?"

This familiar feeling gave Jon a headache outside.

He still hoped that the two of them could talk face to face, but when he subconsciously controlled his body to fly up from the ground, he suddenly fell down again.

He was at a loss.

Why can’t the flying skills of the past be used here?

He looked at the girl opposite from a distance, only to see the figure shake his head slightly, turn around and leave.

He got up from the ground and wanted to chase after him, but then he felt a pain in the back of his head, and his consciousness was quickly pulled back to reality.

When I opened my eyes, it was already bright.

Grindelwald, the culprit who caused his headache, was sitting in front of his bed, holding Jon's wand in his hand. It was obvious that he had just hit Jon's brain with the wand.

"Senior, why are you here?"

Jon reached out to take the wand and put it back on the pillow.

"Do you want to see what time it is now? I have already made breakfast and am ready to come out to wake you up, but you can't wake up no matter how you wake up. I used magic to see and found out that you were being used to summon spirits.

The magic was taken away, so I had to use some special means to get you back."

Jon rubbed his head after being knocked, and stood up from the bed with a wry smile, "Senior, you have become like an elder of mine recently."

"I have never had children in my life, and I have no experience in raising children. Just make do with it. Now get up from bed and go eat."

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he left Jon's bedroom. Jon himself could only get up from the bed and entered the bathroom helplessly.

He said that it was not without reason that Grindelwald resembled his elders. In the previous life in his memory, he grew up next to his grandparents, and his grandparents were the same, getting up very early every day.

I woke him up after finishing breakfast.

It's just that after he came to this world, he no longer had grandparents, and he only grew up with his grandma.

If you think about it this way, I still miss the world in my previous life, especially that world with mobile phones.

But there is magic in this world, and it also has its own benefits.

Jon brushed his teeth and touched his forehead. The red mark caused by Grindelwald had not gone away yet.

This is not important, what is important is, what did the girl in his dream say to him in the end?

After washing up, he went downstairs to have breakfast. Mr. Grindelwald had finished making breakfast but he hadn't eaten it yet. He didn't look like a legendary wizard at all. At this time, he was slowly putting the chopped dinner meat into his mouth.

, and...congee?

"Senior, where did this porridge come from?"

No matter where it came from, it was definitely not done by Grindelwald himself.

"bought."

It's best to buy it. This old gentleman doesn't have a penny on him, and he doesn't know where he bought it.

But there was no point in worrying about it now. Jon sat across from Grindelwald, filled a bowl of porridge and drank it.

"By the way, what did you experience in the dream?"

"Dreams? Spiritualism, you say?"

Jon thought about the magic he had just experienced inexplicably, and he had no clue.

"There's no danger. I just met a girl. She said to me..." Jon tried hard to recall the girl's mouth in the dream:

"It seems... that I am a thief?"