HP Approaches the Magic World

When I saw Peeves in the castle, the latter was scribbling on the wall.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Jon looked at the meaningless graffiti carved on the wall and suddenly felt a headache.

"Isn't Hogwarts' consciousness already recovering? Why do you continue to make pranks?"

"What do you know? This is my personality. Over the past many years, my image as a prankster has been deeply rooted in people's hearts. How can it be so easy to change it?

If I suddenly become normal now, it will be something that will easily attract other people's attention, so to be conservative, I'd better live as crazy as before."

"troubled you."

Peeves felt more and more that the pity in Jon's eyes was something glaring, so he quickly changed the subject.

"What are you doing in the castle? Do you have anything important to tell Dumbledore? I can convey it to you."

His abnormal behavior made Jon feel that something was wrong.

"Dumbledore isn't in school now, is he?"

If Dumbledore was at school, Peeves would definitely not refuse him to meet Dumbledore. After all, if he really had something to tell Dumbledore, Peeves would not be able to take on the matter.

Delayed responsibility.

"you do not know?"

This time it was Peeves' turn to be surprised, "Dumbledore has left Hogwarts three days ago. Although I don't know what happened, there should be some important things. If there is something really wrong with you,

If so, I suggest you write to him directly. Although no one knows where he is, I think the owl will find him."

After listening to what he said, Jon still shook his head.

"Forget it, it's nothing important originally. I just haven't seen Dumbledore for a long time and I just want to talk to him."

He turned and left, leaving Peeves behind, looking at his back with a confused expression.

Peeves naturally wouldn't believe Jon's excuses.

Based on his understanding of Jon, this student with a profound background has always resisted getting along with Dumbledore. Although he didn't know why, there was absolutely no possibility that he would suddenly change his temper.

He came to Dumbledore suddenly. He must have thought of something important, right?

But even so, Peeves didn't catch up.

He had already told Jon that if anything happened, he could write to Dumbledore directly.

Before Christmas arrives, Peeves first needs to ensure that there is no trouble in Hogwarts, not Jon's mood.

Moreover, in his impression, Jon was never a person who would bother himself because of certain things.

Isn’t there Seshatri still here?

His ears twitched, and suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps not far away. Seeing Hogwarts and the early-rising students getting closer and closer, Peeves quickly changed to another picture of himself.

face.

So when those students saw him, they subconsciously turned around and walked past him, not approaching him at all.

Naturally, no students saw the back of Jon who just left.

When Jon left just now, he should have been reminded to use the Disguise Charm again, Peeves thought with some regret as he looked at Jon's figure who had disappeared around the corner in front of him.

…

Jon didn't leave the castle.

He was walking around aimlessly in the castle, looking at the portraits that suddenly appeared or disappeared, and the students who had just gotten up and were going to the restaurant to have breakfast.

Actually it's a bit late to get up at this time, right?

Jon couldn't remember the last time he had breakfast in the dining hall of Hogwarts. His relationship with the school was getting shallower and weaker now, except as a Heirloom.

The fact that he is a student of Chipachi only has the blood in his body, and he still maintains his unbroken connection with this school.

However, this relationship is not reliable.

After walking three times and two times in the corridor, Jon suddenly remembered something.

He seemed to have promised Mr. Filch before to help him get rid of his identity as a Squib and learn magic again, in exchange for some help. But now it seems that the help has been realized, but the promised conditions have not yet been fulfilled.

Pay it forward.

But to be honest, Jon actually forgot about this matter.

There have been too many things going on recently, and this matter is not even slightly important among his affairs.

Moreover, it was somewhat difficult to solve this matter before. Dumbledore said that even he could not do anything about it - Jon felt that this was an excuse. As a legendary wizard, even if he uses some special means, it is not impossible to do it.

to this point.

It’s just that I don’t want to.

However, it's better to wait until he comes out of the principal's office.

He walked, avoiding the crowd. Although he was still under the magical effect of the Illusion Charm, it was always right to be cautious.

All the way to the eighth floor, the stone statue at the door didn't even stop Jon, and there was no password or anything like that. Jon knocked on the door twice casually to see if there was anyone inside.

But the door opened quietly and he walked in. No one was inside.

Jon stood here and looked around.

When he came here in the past, it was mostly at night, and he had never looked at this room carefully. But now, with the light from outside filtering in through the glass, he still thinks it is quite bright here.

If you look carefully, this is a spacious, beautiful circular room, full of all kinds of funny little sounds.

On the table with slender legs, there are many strange silverwares, which are rotating and emitting small puffs of smoke. The walls are covered with portraits of the old male and female principals in the past, all of whom are in their respective frames.

He was snoring softly.

On a cabinet board behind the reception table lay a tattered and wrinkled Sorting Hat.

"Hello? Wake up, don't pretend to be asleep."

The old principals just pretend to sleep, what kind of sleep does a hat need?

"Even if your status is different, please show due respect to your seniors."

The Sorting Hat said nonchalantly, obviously he still complained about the original incident.

"You're okay. Magic items don't have the concept of life, so the question remains, do you want me to help you take a bath?"

The Sorting Hat sat quietly, saying nothing.

Silent resistance was definitely useless. Jon took out his long-unused wand from his ring. Before the tip of the wand was raised, the hat in front of him finally spoke.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Jon moved his chin and curled up into a smile.

"Well, let me ask something."