HP Approaches the Magic World

There is no nonsense and no transitions.

Jon dispersed the screen in front of him, took back his perception, and shrouded it outside this small set of rooms.

There is no need to look any further, as they obviously have no intention of letting themselves see it.

That inexplicable person was probably an inheritor from somewhere. He was probably the same person as them, if not the same person, at least.

The only difference is that they do not receive any protection from the world.

More likely, Seshatri had no intention of seeking protection.

This is so normal.

After spending such a long time with her, although he didn't know her very well, Jon could still roughly understand Seshatri's state of mind.

Seshatri's creed is roughly the same as not borrowing power easily that should not be borrowed.

Anyway, Jon let Seshatri take the lead in everything happening here. He had to admit that Seshatri had much greater initiative here than him and was able to make better decisions.

, this is a very favorable condition, which distinguishes them from other people and is the most important thing that allows them to survive until the end.

Now it seems that at least everything is developing in a good direction.

…

In the dark, children who run around disobediently will be eaten by monsters.

But fortunately, Jon is not a child and will not run around.

After a night of fearful sleep in bed, Jon had a rare good dream before waking up and slept comfortably for two hours.

But even so, there were still thick dark circles on his face, making him look half-dead.

Compared with him, Seshatri's condition was extremely good, as if her skin had been reborn, white and glowing, and her whole person was exceptionally radiant.

"Speaking of which, what's going on with your half-dead look?"

Seshatri looked at Jon: "Is it possible that you didn't sleep well last night?"

In such an environment, it is a strange thing to be able to sleep well, right?

Jon looked at Seshatri with an extremely troubled look, and finally shook his head gently.

"There are differences between the two of us. It would be strange if I could sleep well."

"Fine."

Seshatri did not dwell on this issue with Jon, and turned around and walked out, followed by Jon, yawning tiredly.

Although I didn't sleep well last night, I shouldn't be so tired. The way I am now, it's like I had a fight with someone last night, and my whole mental state is extremely bad.

But what’s even more shocking is yet to come.

As soon as Jon came out, he saw Luo Hua and the three of them sitting on the sofa with dull expressions, as if their souls had been sucked away by something weird. When he turned his sight to where Luo Hua and the three of them were looking,

I couldn't help but be surprised.

……This is how the same thing?

Looking at the exquisite side dishes and bowls of rice placed on the table, Jon was a little confused.

Is it possible that this room also has an automatic cooking function?

The answer to this question is obviously no.

Because when he turned his head, he saw figures busy in the kitchen.

She is an old woman. Although her hair is a little gray, she has a tall and straight figure and looks very energetic.

Although I don’t know what happened, I saw that Seshatri was sitting in front of the table in a dignified manner. I guess she must be aware of this kind of thing happening, right?

Jon turned his hands to the people behind him and asked them to follow him, while he sat on the right side of Seshatri.

"This is..." Jon asked softly: "What's going on?"

"Obviously, we have entered a very interesting situation."

Compared to the embarrassment of Jon and others, Seshatri seemed much more comfortable.

She even waved to the old lady.

"Mother-in-law, I also want a glass of water."

"Okay miss, here we come."

The old woman smiled softly, waved her hand, and brought five glasses of water on a tray.

"Dear guests, please use it," the old woman said, obviously regarding Seshatri as the host. Although he didn't know what the inexplicable tone was in it, Jon still decided to read it silently.

Or ask Seshatri directly.

"Is this food edible?"

"Of course," Seshatri glanced at her: "Don't worry, everything is good, just eat it."

Jon was not in a hurry to put these things into his mouth. He moved his chopsticks and used magic to compress his voice into a line and send it to Seshatri's ears.

"Can you tell me what's going on here? Can you really eat the food here?"

"You can even drink wine, why can't you eat?"

Seshatri disagreed, "Don't worry, I've checked it, it's not a big deal. I'll tell you about it later."

Obviously, Seshatri has gotten some gossip.

Or maybe she already knew what these things were.

Jon lowered his head silently and looked at the food in front of him.

Breakfast should not be too greasy, so this is a bowl of light white porridge with a few side dishes, but even so, the white porridge exudes a particularly sweet smell.

In addition, there are several tempuras, Yingzhou specialty snacks, and a large bowl of fragrant and rich soup on the table.

This is what makes Jon feel strange.

The old woman in Yingzhou doesn't seem to be the owner here. Could it be that she is still the housekeeper here?

After dinner, Seshatri sat back on the sofa, seemingly waiting for something to happen.

Jon didn't know why, so he sat on the sofa with him. Luo Hua and the others dispersed to other places at Seshatri's signal, but they did not lose contact with each other, and their positions were all different.

in their respective fields of vision.

Sure enough, not long after, the old lady walked up to Seshatri and handed a buckle to Seshatri.

"Miss, this is what the master asked me to send you. He said you might find it useful."

Seshatri nodded slightly and watched the old lady turn and leave.

And the moment the old lady closed the door, the scenes in the room began to degrade, returning to the scene of the rough house they saw at the beginning.

"Are you surprised?"

"Not surprising at all."

Jon looked at the only thing preserved in Seshatri's hand, "According to my idea, this scene should provide some useful information, but the fabrication was too abrupt, so it didn't look smooth at all."

"What do you need to be smooth in such an environment? I have already thought about why? Do you want to hear it?"

"I would like to hear the details and listen attentively."