HP Approaches the Magical World

It's over.

Rhonas' voice reached Joanne's ears, as if he had sentenced Joanne to death, and Joanne's heart sank.

"Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you, and this time, I really came along the way."

Rhonas raised his hand to cover his mouth, and coughed softly.

"Teacher, are you injured?"

Joanne is familiar with her teacher's various behavior styles, so she naturally knows what it means to wear gloves, and she also knows what causes the cough.

"The sequelae of using st, a normal reaction."

Rhonas smiled, and didn't mean to hide it in front of Joanne, and Joanne's identity was originally a non-staff member of the organization, so there was no need to keep strict secrecy: "This time, two African wizards smuggled into the territory, Those black-skinned officials have no way to deal with it directly, so we have to dispatch us."

"Did you not bring your medicine?"

Rhonas shook his head. Obviously, his appearance here this time was completely accidental.

"I just came here to remind you that someone has come to you about this matter. You don't need to think about how to explain it to me. I have read the report you submitted, and the idea is good."

A gleam of joy flashed across Joanne's face, but soon fell silent.

Because Rhonas is now only a regional director of MI0, and can only be responsible for the affairs of Muggle members, Joanne is a big matter, and he cannot handle it alone.

Joanne knew this too.

so……

"Someone will come here to talk to you about this matter recently. You'd better prepare in advance. The person who will come should be someone from the wizard's Ministry of Magic."

...

After separating from Rhonas, Joanne walked back with a heavy heart.

"Why are you downstairs? Didn't you fall asleep?"

Joanne was surprised when she opened the door and saw Jon sitting on the sofa.

"Woke up by you."

Jon waved the Coke in his hand, motioning for Joanne to sit down and talk.

"Go out and meet someone?"

"How did you know?"

Joanne thought that Jon was spying on her, and a little unpleasant look appeared on her face, but she sat down anyway.

"Don't worry, I didn't spy on you. I just came out of the room and saw the watch on your desk. I didn't carry such an important thing with me. It must be because the person you went to see recognized the detector. "

Jon took a sip of the Coke, and after leaving it for so long, there were not many bubbles left.

"Have people from MI0 come over?"

"It's my teacher who came, but he didn't come to ask the teacher for his crime."

"Of course I didn't come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime. As early as a month ago, I was already helping you clear up the relationship with the Ministry of Magic. Someone will indeed check your identity, and I already know the candidate."

Jon took out a letter from his hand and handed it to Joanne: "Look at this, write your book well, don't worry about anything else."

"Arnold Peasegood?"

Joanne took the letter, opened it and read it, and saw the name at the bottom of the letter at a glance,

Then I froze for a moment and reflected for a while.

"Strange, I know this person. We have worked together before. He is a member of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters in the Ministry of Magic. He works in the Memory Cancellation Command. Sometimes we need to work together with the Ministry of Magic. If our own wizard draws If there is no manpower, it will be seconded from the memory write-off command.”

"Just doing dirty work, I understand."

Jon nodded, indicating that he understood.

"It's not dirty work, because we are not what we should appear on the surface, you understand."

Joanne explained, and then closed the letter in her hand: "I remember that Pisgood was a bit difficult to get along with, how did you convince him? Moreover, this incident itself should not be a memory What about canceling the headquarters?"

"In this world, there are no things that can't be solved with money. If there are, then there are human feelings. As long as he lives in this society, he will naturally have a way to solve this kind of problem."

For some reason, after hearing Jon say a few words, Joanne suddenly relaxed.

She sighed, picked up the Coke and pulled the tab, habitually looked up to see the time on the clock, but when she looked up, she saw Jon who was sitting opposite.

Just like a certain tycoon sitting on the sofa in his own home drinking red wine, Jon looked calm and relaxed, drinking the Coke in the can very calmly, as if it was some expensive champagne.

"Why are you so calm?"

Joanne's doubts that had been hidden in her heart for a long time surfaced in her heart at this moment, and she blurted out at this moment.

"Even if you have been educated by elite children since you were young, you shouldn't have such a mature performance. We have seen you before. At that time, you were very young and cute, not as mature and stable as you are now. He looks like those successful men who are decades old, calm, old-fashioned, and always very stable."

"Of course people change, Sister Joanne, and we didn't know each other well before. I've always been like this."

Jon shook the watch in his hand, then pointed to the clock behind his head: "It's getting late, I should go back to sleep, you should go to bed early too, don't think about useless things, anyway, we Now the goal is the same."

"Of course, I know that. I don't mean anything else. It's just that there are some things that need to be clarified."

Joanne looked at Jon who stood up. The tall Jon looked tall and thin, not like a 12-year-old boy at all.

Some people will believe that he is 21 years old.

Today's children grow up on what they eat, and they can grow so tall.

Joanne shook her head, threw these inexplicable thoughts out of her mind, bowed her head and said: "No matter what, I have to thank you for these things, whether it's my book or this time, or Whether it's anything else, I should thank you for your help."

Jon, who was going upstairs, paused when he heard this.

"Why do you want to thank you? There is no need to say such things. Sister Qiao An, the personal friendship between us is something that should be discussed in private, but your creation and my support for you should be work. Yes, there is no need to discuss feelings on things like work, because my help to you is not based on our friendship, but from the perspective of an investor. This is my investment in you, and I believe in your ability , I am also optimistic about your ideas, if you really feel sorry for your feelings, you might as well treat your works well and bring me greater benefits."

"What do you think?"

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