HP Approaches the Magical World

In fact, Jon has not finished the magic world transformation plan at all.

But the outline alone has already written a pile of parchment, and such a plan cannot be finished in a short while.

It's sort of a guarantee that Jon won't leave school until this is done.

For Dumbledore, this was a surprise, because he could see the feasibility of the plan, but it was difficult to carry out the plan without a theoretical basis.

"That's why I left the dormitory, come here, how much free space can you give me in the castle?"

Dumbledore put the first draft of the stack of plans on the small table in the garden, with a satisfied look on his face: "Since the matter has come to this, I will temporarily allow you to complete your own affairs here, but there is one thing, There can be no problems with the plan we made before."

"Of course, don't worry, I think Stephen can handle these things well, what do you think?"

"Of course, that's a very good kid. By the way, Lan Ke told me that the female writer you're looking for has already written part of the first draft. Do you mind if I take a look?"

"Of course not. If you can become the content consultant for this book, I would like to ask for it. I believe that Joanne will not refuse."

Jon sent the great god away with a smile, and just sat on the bed when he turned back, his face immediately turned cold.

Dumbledore was reminding, or rather threatening him, that there was another person named Joanne under the control of Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix card.

"The members of the Order of the Phoenix, compared with the followers of Grindelwald, who is more powerful?"

He muttered in a low voice, his fingers unconsciously slid on the bed rails.

Joanne is a strictly trained investigator, but she is a Muggle after all, and cannot stop a wizard's attack.

But if two wizards were fighting, she should have no problem protecting herself.

Jon thought about it, but he still didn't go to bed. Instead, he sorted out the matter and wrote a letter, which Kane, who had already woken up for a while, sent out.

The enchantment in the training ground seems to have no effect on the owls, and I don't know what magical abilities these magical creatures have. Anyway, it seems to be turned on, there is no place they can't go to.

...

It takes time for a letter to go back and forth, and the secret words written by Jon in the letter also take time to decode, so Jon has to wait.

Waiting for this matter is a bit leisurely, just like he would be lazy and fish when working normally, Jon gave himself a small vacation today.

It's just that before the holiday started, two unexpected guests came to him.

Stephen and Eddie came together, as if there was something important to find Jon.

"What are you doing here?"

Jon was puzzled. He rarely saw these two people walking together. Although Eddie was helping him with things, he rarely came to him, and he would not come with Stephen on purpose.

And most importantly, Jon did not tell Stephen the location and method of entry here.

"Professor Snape said you were here."

Stephen said with some embarrassment, it was obvious that this incident was somewhat unwilling to recall.

Of course,

Facing the horror of Snape, Jon will not realize it, and it is useless to say it.

"What's the matter? Professor Snape needs you to come to me?"

"In the morning, when Professor Sprout led our college and Ravenclaw students to collect herbs, a few students got lost. After that, the Slytherin and Gryffindor students didn't know if they heard What, or some strange bet, anyway, a few students were trapped when they came out to explore."

"So? No one was found?"

"I found it, but after Professor Snape looked at it, he found that they had broken into an illusion created by others. The outermost part of the illusion was the force field of [Poseidon]. Professor Snape asked us to find it." You let him go."

"Let people go? Small matter."

Under the warm sun, Jon, who was lying on the chair, gently fiddled with the ripples generated by [Poseidon]. The water vapor in the air faintly condensed into lines near his fingertips, connecting them to the barrier above his head. .

Right in front of him, a small water polo appeared, and at the same time, the enchantment covering the training ground also rippled, projecting the scene of the edge of the forbidden forest not far away into the water polo in detail.

Not far from the training ground, confused figures wandered in the dimly lit Forbidden Forest. Among them were a few pure-blood wizards from the four major academies. They looked like they were in the second or third year. Robe, rushing from left to right in the woods in a panic.

It's as if they can't see the people who are traveling with them and the road ahead. In this jungle where they can't get out no matter what, these students are like bugs, trapped in an endless loop over and over again. They just passed by or even bumped into each other head-on, and walked forward in a daze as if they were unconscious.

It was as if they would never get out without Jon's permission.

Seeing this scene, Stephen's eyes lit up:

"You advanced again?"

"Well, it's just a small improvement, not worth mentioning."

Jon pressed his hand casually, and the little wizards who were indulging in the illusion fell to the ground one after another.

"Okay, the illusion has been lifted, but you two have to think of a reason for me, otherwise everyone will run this way, and I can't live anymore?"

"The reason is simple. Professor Snape has already figured it out. It is said that there is a hallucinogenic strain growing here, and Professor Sprout has banned the students from coming here."

"I hope it works."

Jon wrinkled his nose, always feeling that it was not very reliable, and he should deal with the defensive measures here in the future.

"By the way, Professor Quirrell doesn't know about this, does he?"

"Professor Quirrell?"

Stephen shook his head: "The professor has asked for leave and left school for the past two days, and he is not in school. By the way, you have already missed two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes. The leave note issued by Madam Pomfrey has expired. She asked me to remind you Pay attention to the time to make up the leave."

"No, I've finished my work in the past two days, and classes will start normally tomorrow."

"That's good, just tell me what you need me to do."

"Or you can just move here, anyway, there is a lot of space, as long as you don't bother."

"That... shall I go first?"

While Stephen was thinking, Eddie came up weakly: "Are those students still in the elves?"

"Alright, then you go to save people first."

Jon shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he could leave.