HP Approaches the Magic World

In fact, Helga didn't care much about the passage.

Because this is not a difficult task for her. It is just building a channel for souls to communicate, which is harmless to Helga.

"There are many problems involved, have you considered it?"

"I have already considered those issues. It's just some souls coming here. It's not a big deal. Otherwise, I wouldn't come and talk to you."

Jon lowered his head and said: "There is just one thing. If this matter comes from the deep blue sea, it will definitely not be hidden from the legendary wizard and other people. Of course, Dumbledore and Grindelwald need not say more. If other people

When wizards and tentacles of gods find this place, they will definitely disturb you, or at least make a lot of noise."

"It's just a quarrel, it's meaningless. When I was still at Hogwarts, I experienced many such quarrels.

Rowena and Salazar are always quarreling and quarreling. Many times those pretending to quarrel are without reason. Therefore, a long time ago, Gryffindor once said to me: People like them are so useless.

The dispute over meaning is part of what must be experienced before the final result can be achieved.

Even arguing is meaningless to anyone.

I didn't think so at the time, but then I thought about it and it made sense. So you don't need to worry about those people. If they want to make a noise, just let them make a noise. In the deep blue sea, there is the will of the world at the left and right.

Spin.

You go back and be prepared, I will use the roots of the World Tree on your body to create a passage, please pay attention to guide me."

Helga waved her hand: "Okay, you can go back. I want to stay by myself for a while. I think you can't stay here too long, right?"

You don't have to worry about my affairs, just do your own thing, Jon, don't let anything happen to you."

"Thank you ancestors for your concern. I know all these matters well."

Jon was silent for a while and said: "You have worked hard for so long, maybe you should take a rest. The evolution of the world cannot be completed overnight, you still have to take care of yourself."

"knew."

Helga didn't seem to care about this and just lowered her eyes: "This world has become his system. There is no need for me to do anything more. I will start after I finish working on your side.

Start tempering yourself and prepare to ignite the divine fire.

As for the evolution of the world? That is a matter of letting them operate independently. No matter which world it is, once it becomes a system, it will continue to operate normally no matter who leaves."

Jon didn't respond.

His figure had disappeared like smoke in the hall, and he had obviously left when Helga said her first words.

In the silence, Helga raised her feet and walked out.

When she created light from the siege of darkness, and created the night sky for the light, the cycle of day and night began to exist on the floating island.

As a goddess, Helga stood in the void, silently looking at the moon in the sky.

The moon in the sky is her gaze, but she is looking at the moon in the sky.

And the moon was right in her sight, running along its established track.

It's like a dream that floats between reality and illusion.

Originally, this world was just a dream.

So quiet, so beautiful, so peaceful.

So...lonely.

She really lost everything, but fortunately she gained some more, but in the end, what was lost was still lost.

What a beautiful moonlight.

She looked up and thought.

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"How long have I been asleep?"

Jon propped himself up from the bed and asked in a low voice while looking at Seshatri eating a banana by the window.

"My soul was out of body for two hours, and I slept for about six hours? Thanks to you, after your soul returned to the body, I felt no pressure. I even listened to music for a while when I came back."

"music?"

Jon looked in the direction of Seshatri's finger and discovered that there was a gramophone in his room.

"Where did you get it?"

"I brought it. I originally brought the latest model of Walkman, but it turned out that it couldn't be used in Hogwarts. It was full of noise when I turned it on, and now it's even out of power."

Seshatri was obviously complaining, and Jon was helpless. After all, he had never realized that he was in a technological era before.

Was the Walkman invented so early?

"How did you open a company in Muggle society? How come you don't know anything about it?"

"Sorry, I am a capitalist and I never care about how they run the company. And although I grew up in a Muggle environment, you have to remember that I am a child of a wizarding family and have never even attended a normal school.

"

Jon looked at the time, it was six in the morning, it was still dark outside, it was getting colder and colder, and the night was getting terribly long.

Fortunately, the cabin has a constant temperature all year round and is protected by a magic spell. Temperature is not a big deal. This is the main reason why Seshatri and Jon rarely go out. The temperature is pleasant inside and the freezing cold outside. As long as

The brain is normal and everyone knows how to choose.

So accompanied by the inexplicably familiar sound of music, Jon washed his face with warm water and then sobered up.

"What song is the music?"

"Russian, right? I don't know. I found it under your book, otherwise I wouldn't have dug out the gramophone. Your subordinates probably got it for you."

Jon was surprised for a moment, but then, the clear high-pitched sound from the gramophone came out, which was particularly penetrating.

Then Jon remembered what it was.

When Lenna went to the Soviet Union, Jon once asked her to look for Vitas. Unfortunately, he miscalculated the time. Vitas was only a ten-year-old boy at the time. As a last resort, she found Vitas.

Tas's future teacher, and has people monitoring him all the time.

The record just sent over was actually some songs from Hungry Language. It was probably that Lenna wanted Jon to temporarily relieve his boredom. However, Jon didn't take it seriously when he brought it to him, so he just threw it aside until

Died out by Seshatri.

Sure enough, just as Seshatri said, he had unknowingly left too many tentacles in the Muggle world.

"By the way, I've already told Ancestor Helga about that. Let's get ready. The passage may be erected at any time."

Seshatri was quite surprised.

"So soon? Then we really need to prepare quickly. I thought it would take a while."

"The timing is very coincidental. It happened that Ancestor Helga had time, so she took advantage of this time to get this matter done. After all, it's not too late."