HP Approaches the Magical World

The people who will appear in his house at this time may not be good.

Jon's heart immediately rose. He walked to the door and clenched the wand in his hand, but he didn't lift the disillusionment spell on himself.

Now that everyone has come, he can only face these dangers. If soldiers come to flood the water and soil, even if they really can't fight, he can still call people.

So the door opened slowly, and behind the door was a face that surprised Jon.

Standing outside was a witch wearing a brand new robe.

"Professor Sprout? Why are you here?" Jon quickly lifted the disillusionment spell on himself. He was not worried that this person was a fake Professor Sprout, because the witch in front of her was pinned on her chest. with a badge.

It was the badge issued by the conference held in London this time, and Jon knew that the badge was engraved with the magic of several great scholars, and it could not be imitated at all.

Regardless of whether the person in front of him is Professor Sprout or not, with this badge, Jon will not immediately think that this person is a fake.

Besides, the witch in front of her didn't show any aggression, she was exactly the same as the Professor Sprout he usually knew.

"Can't I come? I happened to be receiving the award in London this afternoon. I heard from the headmaster that you came to London, so I thought of coming to see you, but you didn't seem to be peaceful here just now."

Professor Sprout clearly hadn't Apparated here, as her cheeks were flushed, apparently from being blown high in the air.

"But, but how did you find me?"

Dumbledore probably didn't say it, because the headmaster knows where he will live in London. Ranke must have told Dumbledore about the location of this place. As long as Professor Sprout just said it, this professor can use Apparition to come here.

"Oh, I guess it's not such a hard thing to do."

Professor Sprout raised her hand, and Jon saw a note in her hand, and an owl with two claws on the wall lamp in the corridor not far behind the witch.

It was indeed Professor Sprout's owl, which Jon had seen in the professor's office.

Now, her identity is basically more certain.

Apparently the professor had written him a note and followed the owl.

It was indeed a very heretical method. Jon scratched his head lightly. He didn't know that owls had such a role. He used to think that owls would only go to find people according to the address on the envelope.

"How slow is that, owls can't read your handwriting."

Professor Sprout came to the reception room led by Jon, sat on the sofa and drank a cup of hot tea.

"The magic of owls comes from the magical experiments of ancient wizards. They need a creature that can accurately locate to help them deliver letters. At that time, only birds can meet their requirements, and the magic power and IQ of owls are both It is a very suitable race, so the ancient wizards modified them, causing owls to obtain the location of the person they need to convey information through some mysterious magic, and as for the envelope, it is completely a form."

The witch raised her eyebrows,

He lowered his voice and said, "Actually, there are some rumors that the owl's magic came from a certain wizard's failed experiment, which was the result of a crooked shot... When a certain experiment failed, the magic brought a curse to that wizard, and at that time The owl next to him happened to be the life that resisted the curse for him, and the curse was soon passed on to the whole owl group by one owl. Finally, the owl group evolved some magical abilities in order to survive, at the cost of the entire owl group at that time. A lot of owls died in the tribe, and it was later wizards who discovered their magical ability and helped them, which led to the use of owls as messengers in the western magic circle."

Jon nodded. In fact, he didn't want to know about the owl's past, but since Professor Sprout was so happy today, there was no need for him to do anything to spoil the fun.

Not all students are lucky enough to share the joy of a great scholar at such an important moment.

As for why Professor Sprout came to him, the reason was not important at all.

After all, it's all here.

"But since all of you are here, I just have one more thing to ask you."

...

an hour later.

In the quiet reception room, the dim light of the desk lamp reflected the faces of the two people.

Jon sat on a chair with his hands crossed on his lap, with a very shy smile on his face, as gentle as a lady.

On the other side of him, Professor Sprout's face seemed to be heavy. After listening to Jon's narration, she took a sip of the cold tea on the table .

In the still air, even the sound of her swallowing tea could be heard delicately.

Between the two of them, on the small coffee table, the box that Jon brought back from the company was quietly placed on it, exuding an unusual atmosphere there.

That is to say, the breath that made neither of them have a clue.

"You're really going to find me a problem. It's a mistake for me to say that I came to you today,"

Professor Sprout dragged his chin, obviously regretting: "But, where did you get this thing?"

"It was brought to me by a friend of mine from the Mediterranean."

Jon replied "truthfully".

"Then what is the origin of this thing?"

"have no idea."

"What's in this box?"

"have no idea."

"Then what exactly did you encounter in the illusion?"

"Uh... Actually, I didn't encounter anything, I just heard a strange singing voice and the projection of a water lily."

"That's why you deduce that this thing came from ancient Egypt?"

"Yes."

Then, there was another silence.

After this long silence, Professor Sprout finally withdrew his gaze from Jon and turned to the box.

"Actually, I think this thing should be similar to an alchemy item." Jon lifted the box from the coffee table: "How about you identify it?"

"I'm just a scholar who studies ancient civilizations. Although I have made achievements in literature and medicine, I'm not an alchemist." Professor Sprout patted Jon on the head, "Why don't you just open it and have a look Got it."

"This is also a way."

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