HP Approaches the Magic World

Cold is always an important factor in keeping people awake.

Stirred by the chill, Jon's whole body was freed from the mysterious feeling just now.

At this moment, he almost threw the crown in his hand.

Fortunately, he has a steady hand.

"It's really dangerous. I have been busy all afternoon and have ignored the contents of the crown."

The fragments of Voldemort's soul are not something that Jon can come into contact with right now.

However, this also proves that Helga's protective measures are really effective, and Jon does not need to worry about this aspect of safety in the future.

Putting the crown back on the statue, Jon quickened his pace and left the hall.

…

In the evening, the empty public study room of the Hufflepuff Magical Research Society once again welcomed all the members who could manage it.

Ed Kali still looked like an iceberg as usual. When Sophia came, he was sitting behind the chairman's seat solemnly, with a management manual on the table.

"Senior, you came so early."

Sophia placed several parchment rolls in her arms on the table. Seeing Sophia arriving, Ed also closed the manual.

"There's nothing to do anyway. Speaking of which, you, the next chairman, seem to be very leisurely recently, right?"

"It's all thanks to you, senior. The basic order of the society has been established. Of course, I just need to sit back and enjoy the results!"

"Oh, that's true."

Sofia glanced at Ed and had no hope at all for this ignorant idiot. She turned around and walked to the side wall of the study room and knocked on the wall.

After a while, she came back carrying a plate.

"Here, your lemon tea."

"Thanks."

Sofia didn't pay attention to his perfunctory thank you at all. This man had always been like this and only cared about his studies and work.

fool.

She held a glass of iced chocolate milk and sat down in the secretary-general's seat.

Then the meeting begins.

Yes, there are currently only two of them as managers of the society.

Mainly students in the sixth and seventh grades have to prepare for the final exam, which is much more difficult than the O.W.L.S. in the fifth grade.

"Just wait until next year. The boys in the fifth grade are all pretty good, and there are a few in the fourth grade who are pretty good. You pick them and put them in the vacant positions."

"Don't worry, I know this well. Truman will take over as the next Secretary-General. Is that okay?"

Ed nodded and agreed: "His ability is sufficient and his level is excellent, so there is no problem."

He paused and then said, "I leave the academy to you."

"If you can't speak, just shut up."

Sophia glared at Ed, then picked up her things and left.

"Give the cup to the house elf and send it back!"

Ed looked at the beautiful figure leaving and sighed helplessly.

Why are you angry again?!

…

Dark night is the best time to do some shameful things.

In the silent village of Hogsmeade, there was only the sound of rain falling from the sky.

This rain curtain seems to have shrouded the village in the clothes painting, and together with the Hogwarts Castle standing silently next to it, the overall look is very much like a medieval oil painting.

Bayer walked through the rain and turned into Kelly's shop.

"How's it going? Still no news?"

Kelly, who had been waiting here early, came over anxiously. As a place where intelligence is processed, she had not had any customers for several days.

It was as if he was forgotten by all the guests at the same time.

But forget it if there are no guests, there are no regular messages from America.

In this situation, even a fool should know that it is because they are being targeted.

"You can't get out. Once you reach the border, it's like walking into a fog. No matter how you go, you'll always come back."

Although Bayer's face still had a calm expression, his tone sounded much more anxious.

Because he knew that the reason why he couldn't get out was entirely because he had been given a hint.

But what he studied was originally a system of American black magic that was the most proficient in creating illusions and planting suggestions.

How ironic.

"Have it?"

The store door was suddenly pushed open, and a man shrouded in a black cloak walked in.

He spoke pure British English, walked in from the door, and walked in front of Kelly and Beyer.

"This guest." Kelly forced a smile: "What did you say?"

"I'm not talking to you."

The man under the cloak looked past Kelly's graceful curves, and his eyes under the cloak looked at Bayer.

"Do you think that's ironic?"

Bayer felt chilled.

This should be the wizard who gave him a spiritual suggestion.

"My friend, I don't think we have anything to celebrate."

He forced a smile to win, but the hand in his pocket already held the wand.

With just a slight movement, the Death Curse will be activated immediately.

He is not his stupid junior brother who studies music.

"If I were you, I would choose to do nothing right now."

Under the black robe, Snape took out a pocket watch and shook it off from his sleeve.

"Dark wizards from America, Beyer Slane and Kelly Planton, I regret to inform you that you have crossed the line."

Before he finished speaking, Bayer waved his wand.

But the difference in strength was there. Even if a wizard of Snape's strength stood here and let him fight, he wouldn't be able to hit him.

"well."

With a slight movement, the death curse was avoided. Snape raised his eyebrows and sighed softly.

"The dark wizards in America are indeed uncivilized savages."

With a slight slip of his hand, Dumbledore's magic on the pocket watch was instantly activated, and the entire pocket watch instantly disintegrated, as if it had been corroded by time and turned into dust in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, Bayer seemed to have been hit hard and fainted.

The weaker Kelly had already collapsed on the ground.

Because unlike Bayer, she has been here for many years and is quite familiar with Severus Snape.

That was someone who once followed the Dark Lord and later taught at Hogwarts.

The people he follows are either the top black lords or the legendary white wizards.

How could she provoke such a ruthless character?

All she could do now was to plead with others and ask them to spare her life for the sake of what she had done nothing.

If she could return to America alive this time, she would honestly find a wizard to get married and have children, and never get involved in such nonsense again!

Unfortunately, Snape didn't even give her a look. A killing curse killed the witch, and a cleaning curse cleaned up the stains on the ground.

Then he picked up Bayer who was lying on the ground and turned around to leave.

Cleaned up, done.