HP Approaches the Magical World

Mysteries are most attractive.

If the attraction of mysterious things is one hundred, then once the mysterious shell is pierced, the attraction will not be halved, but will return to zero directly.

However, the attraction of Harry Potter is still there. After all, even if Jon already knows the result of his growth in the future, it is still hard to imagine at this moment how such a thin boy became the one who dared to fight Voldemort just now. Positive messianic.

Or, is this the mysterious power of Gryffindor?

Harry sat on the heath for three hours, Jon watched Harry sit on the heath for three hours, but after a year of hard work and several revisions by Helga, his Disillusionment Charm was gone It can last for a long time - Jon has not calculated how long it will last, because the magic power in his body is also being replenished while maintaining the illusion spell, so the consumption is not too big.

Jon was thinking about a problem when Harry left.

Is today Wednesday or Thursday?

It doesn’t matter what day of the week it is. I’ll ask Joanne when I go back. Looking at the background of Harry walking away, Jon cast a revealing spell on himself. This is the only spell he can cast without the aid of a wand. Curse, probably because it is relatively simple.

He sat down on the swing that Harry had just sat on, the cool evening wind blowing through his hair and brushing his ears, bringing distant sounds.

Empty, quiet, peaceful, peaceful.

very nice.

Once upon a time, this kind of life was the life he wanted. Every second in the magical world has new beauty, and the leisure and stability of life can clean up all the tiredness like a spiritual massage.

It's just a pity that this kind of life has nothing to do with Jon.

"What are you thinking about?"

A deep female voice rang in Jon's ear, and Jon didn't look back, because he was familiar with Joanne's voice.

"Sister Joanne, why are you here?"

"You haven't come back for so long, I thought something happened to you, so come and have a look."

Joanne sat down on the concrete pipe opposite Jon.

"Just meditating?"

"No... Sister, do you know how to meditate?"

Joanne had a strange expression on her face: "Of course, meditation is not a secret in the magical world. An old family with a certain age, as long as the inheritance has not been broken, there will always be some special ways to accumulate magic power, such as you Mom's family has a similar method, don't you know?"

"...?"

Before Jon could speak, Joanne explained on her own: "It's normal if you don't know. I heard that the meditation method of your mother's family needs the help of moonlight, and men can't use it."

"This method sounds weird, are you serious?"

"Of course, your mother's family are members of the Ministry of Magic, so these things will naturally be archived in MI0."

OK, this explanation barely makes sense.

"Besides, the method of meditation is not just for you wizards to improve your magic power. I once saw a summary in an internal report, saying that after breaking away from the mysterious background, for ordinary people, meditation is essentially It is a way to relax the mind and let the brain heal itself. It is said that it can enter a deep dormant state, allowing your nervous system to have time to repair itself. In theory, anyone can use it, and if you use it If it’s good, maybe you can improve your affinity for magic and turn yourself into a wizard the day after tomorrow.”

"Internal report? When did you see it?"

No matter how Jon heard it, it sounded familiar,

It's as if I've heard these words from somewhere.

"Last year? The author of that article seemed to be short of contribution points to exchange for something from the organization system. He hasn't submitted a new report for a long time. The last location was in Manchester. I went to Manchester to find him."

Sure enough, he knew that this kind of article that was purely cheating points must have been written by Lockhart, a professional liar.

"Just think about this kind of content. Although wizards can be created after tomorrow, it is true, but that method will never produce real wizards, but only produce inferior products like vampires. Back then, blood races fought with wizards because of this. It has happened many times, and the current wizards are not allowed to do this kind of research, even the witches in the dark forest..."

Jon suddenly stopped while talking, and looked at Joanne blankly: "What are you doing?"

"Record, these things can't be found in MI0's information database. This is a first-hand view of the world. Of course, it must be recorded carefully. What if it is used later?"

Jon was speechless for a moment.

Why don't you just talk about this kind of worldview?

Do you still need to write it down here?

"You don't understand. Writing a book requires accumulation. It is impossible for me to write all the real events in the book. If I do so, I will not be able to write smoothly, and the effect of writing will not be good."

Joanne explained it very straightforwardly: "For example, I can't write the existence of MI0 into the book. This is one of the problems. I think you know how many wizards in the British magic world are linked to MI0. , and many other things, if I can’t write things out truthfully, then I can only beautify and reduce related descriptions, then I can only make up for it from the perspective of the world.”

"This is actually easy to solve. You first write a version according to your ideas, and then cut down from this version. This is a long-term process. What if it can be written? Of course, it involves It’s better not to write about some secret departments. For example, Mr. Arnold deals with some secret matters. You can completely mention them. In this regard, you can correspond with my mother and ask the locations of various parts of the Ministry of Magic. It's been completely forgotten."

As Jon was talking, he heard Joanne burst out laughing, and then the woman across from him pressed his hand on his head and rubbed it vigorously twice.

It's like teasing some kittens and puppies.

Then when he looked up, he saw Joanne looking overjoyed.

"Am I talking funny?"

"It's not funny, I just think you're cute."

Joanne tried her best to be serious, so that she didn't look like a perverted aunt who was molesting children: "Why are you so concerned about everything? Speaking of which, you don't have to be so concerned about my affairs."

"Tell me, do you have any unreasonable thoughts about my sister and me?"

I miss you so much, you big-headed ghost!

I'm still a child, are you a person, big sister?