HP Approaches the Magic World

After October ends, the cold wave arrives.

Perhaps because of the relatively high latitude, the coldness in Hogwarts was only a physical injury, and the humid air turned into snowflakes floating in the sky before it came down.

In mid-November, winter has arrived.

All the students in the castle put on coats and scarves, and Jon was no exception. He was already a little intolerant of cold. He brought several thick clothes from home at the beginning of school, and exposed himself to the air early after Halloween.

The body parts in the robe were wrapped up, and with the constant temperature magic applied inside the robe, he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

The Hufflepuff students gradually forgot about the announcement on Halloween night. Although the small blackboard of the announcement was still placed in the corner of the common room, everyone was attracted by another thing.

The Quidditch season at Hogwarts has begun.

Recently, every morning Jon could see gamekeeper Hagrid wearing a fur coat and defrosting broomsticks on the Quidditch pitch.

Jon has little interest in the sport of Quidditch. Although his grades in flying lessons are pretty good, he doesn't like sports himself. Moreover, flying around in the air to play ball is boring to him. At that time, he still doesn't like sports.

It's better to study more about the use of the monocle left by Ravenclaw.

Anyway, there are countless students in Hufflepuff House who like Quidditch, and it doesn't matter if Jon is missing.

The three Stephens were very excited. They, including Flan, were all loyal fans of Quidditch. Even if they couldn't play, they would appear in every game.

Of course Jon was there, but he was pulled over and sat in the audience like a dummy.

Students competing in the sky were flying around, and Jon could only sit in between Flan and Scully in a daze.

It is impossible to meditate. It is too noisy here. Meditation can be easily interrupted. Jon's eyes swept across the Slytherin auditorium. Because of Helga, he "happened" to know that Slytherin had

The magic exercise method of a few students can not be restricted by the environment, and is more convenient than the meditation method.

But I guess it's not easy to get.

After all, it is the inheritance of a wizard family. If it were so easy to obtain, the magic training method would not be so precious.

In fact, this is also one of the benefits of inheriting the wizard family. The exercise method they use is better than Jon's meditation method, and the meditation method Jon uses is only applicable for a short period of time. Take now, for example, Jon

They all feel that the speed of absorbing magic factors slows down during meditation.

It is estimated that by the time he reaches the second grade, meditation will not be able to play any role in helping his magic practice. Of course, it can still be used just to restore his energy.

According to Helga, his current level is enough to study in the third grade, if Hogwarts can skip a grade.

Christmas is coming soon, and Jon has prepared a large cloth bag with expanded space. He is going to take Helga's portrait from Ravenclaw's study to his home, and then put his ancestor in the study.

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This way he could receive Helga's teachings at home.

Moreover, once Helga's identity appears in his home, his elf housekeeper must be the one who is happier than him. After all, Helga has a reputation among house elves that is difficult for any creature to match.

Maybe Helga Kaledi can do something by then, but it would be a waste to use the elf's magical ability to look after the house.

Coupled with Helga's reputation...

Even if an elf cannot betray his master, if Jon wants to find out some information, there is absolutely no more convenient way than this.

Jon seemed to have seen an information network of elves waving to him.

"Hey! Jon, why are you so dazed!"

Called back to reality by Scully's voice, Jon realized that the game was over.

"Why so fast?" He was slightly stunned: "Which team won?"

"Of course... Gryffindor."

Scully was a little depressed, but soon got back on his feet: "But it's not hard to accept Hufflepuff losing to Gryffindor. After all, it's always like this. It's better to lose to Gryffindor than to lose to Gryffindor."

Slytherin is strong."

"It's just a game, let's go, let's go have dinner, Stephen has already gone to take a seat."

Flan also seemed very excited. He had never watched Quidditch before, so he didn't really care about winning or losing. As long as the game was exciting, he was happy.

Jon looked at the red ears of the two men beside him, but he still pulled out two woolen hats from the pocket of his robe and handed them over.

"Aren't you cold?"

"Wow, you have such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier!"

Scully and Flan took their hats and belts with a smile, and the three of them walked towards the castle, and at this time, snowflakes began to fall in the sky.

"By the way, I thought I saw Professor Dumbledore just now."

Scully said to Jon: "He looks like he's in a hurry and doesn't know what he's doing."

"I saw it too, and Snape went out with him."

Fulen also nodded, obviously both of them found this strange.

At such an important time for the Quidditch match, it was strange that the Headmaster and the Head of Slytherin left one after the other.

"Okay, stop guessing, even if something really happens it has nothing to do with us."

Jon turned into the castle corridor and finally felt a little warm.

Although it’s quite cold inside the castle, it’s better than outside anyway, right?

Moreover, because Dumbledore has been in the castle during this period, Jon has not been to Ravenclaw's study much, so this is an opportunity.

…

At night.

Casting a Disillusionment Charm on himself, Jon emerged from the common room and pulled out the Marauder's Map from the ring.

Jon tried to copy this magic map, but the copying spell could only copy a piece of parchment, and could not copy the magic on it at all - Helga said that the production of this map also involved magical contracts and oaths, thinking

It is very difficult to copy.

Forget it, I'll just keep it in my hands for two years and then find an opportunity to give this map to Harry later.

The wand touched the map and Jon whispered: "I solemnly swear that I have done no good things."

Pictures began to appear on the map, like a moving navigation map.

Filch didn't come out on patrol, and there was no one in Dumbledore's office, which was good news. Jon held the map and put his hand back under his robe, lest any night wanderer be frightened by seeing a piece of paper floating in the air.

He pressed the storage bag on his chest and walked upstairs.