HP Approaches the Magical World

It was dawn, and the night watchmen should have gone home.

Jon touched his empty stomach and raised his hand to pat the guard on the right.

"What time is it?"

The guard was a little sleepy at first, but the sunglasses on his face concealed his tiredness well.

"Sir, today is the twenty-first of August."

I actually slept for half a month?

No wonder he was so hungry. He hasn't starved to death yet, probably thanks to the medicine.

"How long have you been guarding here?"

The guard with dark glasses bowed his head and replied: "We are here in shifts. I have been guarding since last night."

"Okay, you have worked hard, the work here is over."

Jon waved his hand and greeted him. These guards all knew him and were obedient.

After sending people away, Jon turned around and went into the McDonald's not far away next to the gas station. Fortunately, he always stuffed some cash in his ring, otherwise it would be really inconvenient.

Anthony obviously knew Jon too, so he drove over to him instead of wandering around in the factory area, but turned directly to McDonald's, which proved that his understanding of Jon had reached a very deep level.

"Why, have you been doing well recently?"

Jon looked at the smile on Anthony's face, swallowed the chips in his mouth and asked.

Anthony nodded directly, saying that the company has been going well recently, then changed the subject and talked back to Jon again.

"Mr. Smith has been calling me continuously for the past two days, should you go back?"

Jon nodded, and said vaguely while sucking on Coke: "I know I should go back, book me a ticket, I'll go back tomorrow."

He thought for a while and raised his head again, looking straight at Anthony.

Anthony immediately reacted and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, boss, I didn't say anything about your presence here."

"That's good, my identity information is with you, use that to book tickets."

Anthony nodded.

Jon stayed in the factory for half a month, and now he felt a strange light when he looked at Jon, as if there was some dazzling light on Jon, and it would hurt his eyes if he looked at it for a long time.

it's wired.

After eating, Jon returned to the apartment in Anthony's car, and then Anthony went to the company, where he rested.

After adding a lot of high-calorie food, he finally regained the physical energy he had consumed for such a long time.

However, the height has shrunk a little.

This is also normal. The side effect of the blood purification potion is to refine the body. It is certain to be shorter and better.

I sorted out my things, cleaned up and destroyed the useless things, took out the crucible from the ring and put it in the box, to make room for the box containing the two refrigerated reagents.

Now Jon tried not to put the rest of the things in the ring except for important things and his own notes and research manuscripts.

After packing up, Jon sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows and enjoyed the scenery, trying to let go of his spirit.

It takes a little time to get used to the sudden increase in the strength of the body, the increase in one's own magic power, and the in-depth digging of one's own blood.

...

Just when Jon completed his first bloodline evolution and started his journey home, the dark beings in the dark forest in remote Albania also ushered in their celebration.

Full moon pilgrimage.

This is a carnival of darkness.

Although there is no fixed date, when the time comes, all the dark creatures will emerge from their lairs.

Ilsa walked out of her wooden house on crutches. The night had fallen, and the full moon in the sky had begun to spread light in the forest.

The dark creatures in the dark forest are actually very powerful, especially witches like Ilsa who have lived for countless years, even if they are not as powerful as legendary wizards like Dumbledore, they will not be too weak.

Otherwise, if Voldemort had been hovering in the dark forest for so long, it wouldn't have been possible that he hadn't accumulated any power.

He couldn't stand up here at all.

Ilsa looked up at the moon in the sky, the fireworks rising from the wizards in the distance, and the bats and werewolves showing their original forms in groups, flying and roaring in the distance.

She tapped her cane and walked into the air.

However, the moment Ilsa stepped into the air, there seemed to be a broken sound in the air.

A figure came out from the space, his long robe was floating in the air, his long hair that had not been taken care of for a long time fell down, black flames rose from his hands, and his ghostly temperament was revealed here, that In a clump of flames, a piercing chill spread in all directions, causing the creatures in the entire dark forest to be silent for a moment.

Then, the response begins.

One after another dark breath rose from all over the dark forest, and then spread over the forest, colliding with each other, but did not dare to release a stronger will.

Just showing my respect.

What's more, the wizards stood up from the ground and saluted in mid-air. Among them, the one with the deepest waist was the current controller of the dark forest wizards, Ilsa.

At the same time, several shadows in pitch-black armor jumped out of the forest in the distance, and the face riding on the back of a ghostly war horse slowly emerged here.

The ghost knights who marched across the European continent hundreds of years ago are now galloping in Hades' Netherland. They appeared collectively and paid their respects to this figure at this moment.

The stern figure standing high in the sky nodded and signaled back, and then let the group of marchers pass through the dark forest and gallop away into the distance.

——I don’t know which place is going to suffer again, or is already suffering. Could it be that so many people have died, has it reached the point where the ghost rider is attracted?

He thought, then lowered his head and looked down.

The entire dark forest was shrouded in a huge shadow in an instant, but this existence just glanced at it lightly, and the moonlight spread down again.

So, the carnival continues.

There are even some wizards who came here from nowhere, took this opportunity to open their own alchemy table, and wanted to use the blessing of the moonlight to do some vicious experiments here.

The tide-like breath was withdrawn from all directions to the figure's body, and the ferocious essence was once again withdrawn under the dark and stern skin, no longer staring at the forest like a predator.

Rare tenderness.

However, the black wizards kneeling on the ground and in mid-air obviously didn't feel that the previous oppression was a bad thing. They seemed to be mad, and Ilsa was in tears.

All the wizards were chanting crazily in their mouths.

—Praise be to you, Lord of Darkness, Grindelwald.