HP Approaches the Magical World

Jon just knew the direction of the story. As for what Dumbledore thought, no one knew.

The human heart is the most difficult thing to guess in this world. If it was so easy to guess what Dumbledore was planning, he would not be a legendary wizard.

Perhaps Helga may know, but now the legendary witch has fallen into a deep sleep, and Jon has no way to wake her up.

Besides, just to wake up Helga for such a trivial matter, then Jon has to think about whether he can withstand Helga's soul torture.

This kind of work of guessing the character's psychology should be left to Ms. Joanne, who wrote the book.

The two talked for a while in the living room, and then went upstairs to sleep.

Anyway, there is nothing interesting to discover, it is better to go to bed earlier and nourish your spirit.

...

Jon was woken up.

The feedback from [Monitoring Wind Whispers] came a loud voice, that harsh noise, and when it rang in Jon's mind, it directly shook Jon from a hazy state to an extremely sober boy people.

Jon raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was one o'clock in the morning.

It's okay, I don't need to sleep now, at this point in time, I can't sleep even if I want to.

He was about to turn off this passive magic - in the afternoon, he wanted to use this magic to listen to the Dursleys' voices to see if he could hear any clues, but unfortunately it didn't work.

It seems that there is a kind of magic barrier blocking the Dursley's house, and the magic frequency band of [Monitoring Wind Whispers] can't affect the air inside at all.

It's just that after Joanne came back, the two talked for a while, and he forgot about turning off the magic.

Ever since I practiced Lockhart's memory magic, my memory is getting worse and worse.

It seems that it is still necessary to learn the proficiency of Occlumency as soon as possible, so that the influence of memory magic on the soul can be stabilized to some extent. In addition to the protective measures left by Helga, as long as he does not use other people's memories like Lockhart Put it in your own mind to seriously experience other people's lives, then there will be no major problems.

It's just that the voice just now, is Joanne going out?

After turning off the effect of [Monitoring Wind Whispers], Jon didn't bother to turn it on again, so he got up from the bed, opened the door and looked outside.

Sure enough, Joanne's figure appeared in the corridor, and then walked down the stairs.

After a while, Jon heard the sound of the door closing.

It's so late, where is she going?

Jon walked out of the room with doubts and walked to the door of Joanne's room, just in time to see the desk lamp that hadn't been turned off, the unfinished manuscript under the desk lamp and the watch-shaped detector.

Joanne never leaves this thing, why did she deliberately take it off today?

Jon thought hard, and suddenly remembered what caused the harsh noise just now.

When the magic is released, it will distort the surrounding magnetic field, causing strong fluctuations, and some Muggle technological products also have the same function, such as Joanne's watch detector.

But Joanne's detector is not so powerful, nor will it produce such a loud noise.

In other words, someone came to find Joanne?

It shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Jon frowned, and instead of going back to his room, he went downstairs and took out two cans of Coke from the refrigerator.

The first one is for Joanne.

When someone comes back, ask what's going on.

...

Jon's guess was correct.

It is true that someone came to Joanne, and the person who came was not kind.

With the light of the street lamp, Joanne, who was dressed in a hard attire, quietly came to a corner and stared at the corner of Privet Drive. It was the pre-booked location that "that person" sent her just now.

She looked at the street corner illuminated by dim street lights, and then, shortly after, a tall and thin figure appeared under the light, silently, as if growing out of the light, and seeing this figure Joanne trembled unconsciously.

It was a man.

She has short hair, wears a black windbreaker, a pair of long leather boots, and glasses.

He was carrying a small delicate suitcase in his hand.

Joanne knew the box, it was MI0's special equipment.

Number st-9100, a lethal weapon developed for wizards.

The shape of this weapon is like a long knitting needle, but as one of the people who was lucky enough to see the use of that weapon, Joanne knows the function of this weapon.

In a certain mission, a powerful wizard who wanted to resist was stabbed by this weapon. In just three seconds, the wizard lost all his magic power and became an ordinary person.

Although the conditions and restrictions on the use of this weapon are very large, and the duration of action is very short, people in MI0 will never act alone, and there must be a wizard accompanying them. If a wizard who has lost his magic power wants to resist another wizard, then It is too difficult.

And why did Joanne know about this weapon?

Because she knows.

From the weapon, to the person who wields the weapon.

"It's really you. I thought you were enjoying your vacation at the University of Manchester."

The man who approached smiled slightly at Joanne, as if he was greeting a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

It's a pity that the other person in the picture looks very tense. Joanne's hair is tied tightly, her expression is serious, and her left hand is tightly clenched to her cuff.

"It's me... teacher."

The teacher Joanne was talking about was naturally the man in front of her, Rhonas Carr, who was the guide and teacher who led Joanne to join MI0, and was also a professor at the University of Exeter.

"Relax, I'm just passing by this time." Rhonas said calmly, "I didn't intend to do anything to you. After all, I personally approved your job transfer application before."

"I know that," Joanne said nervously, "but you came here suddenly, you definitely didn't come here for a trip, if it wasn't for my business, I can't think of any other reason for you to be here You came here to see me so late, and you brought..."

Speaking of which, she reflexively glanced sideways at the box in Rhonas' hands. The familiar logo on it seemed to tell Joanne that it didn't know what happened, and Rhonas didn't say anything, so Joanne Then he said: "If it's because of me, I hope you can tell me directly, at least let me understand what happened, please, Mr. Rhonas?"

She kept her head down, only to hear the man in front of her sigh leisurely.

"Joanne, you crossed the line this time."