HP Approaches the Magical World

Regarding the situation where he ran into Grindelwald asking questions as soon as he entered the door, Jon really didn't expect it.

After sitting on the sofa for a while, he finally figured out what Grindelwald was struggling with.

But then problems followed.

What's the trouble with this?

Perhaps it was because he lived in an age of life information explosion in his previous life, and the information he could receive shaped him into a fairly qualified philosophical concept since he was a child. Jon really didn't think that thinking about life was such a big deal.

After all, he had seen too much of this thing in his previous life, so many emotional experts, various books issued by life mentors, and articles in newspapers and periodicals. Interviews, videos, and the blunt values ​​​​in the TV series, so many things are there, even if Jon is not interested, he has watched some of them more or less.

It is precisely because he has seen a lot that he finds this thing strange.

"Senior, why do you struggle with this kind of problem? Don't people always go through a stage of growth? You have changed so much, which means that you have grown a lot, and you are no longer the same person as you were in the past, and your so-called In the past, it could be regarded as a mistake made when I was young and passionate, and it could be regarded as a fall on the road of growth."

Jon took out a glass of ice water from the refrigerator and poured it into his mouth. It was a hot day, and the clothes he was wearing were all newly bought ordinary clothes. Less than the role of cooling in summer.

Grindelwald was surprised that Jon could say such a thing. He originally thought that Jon was a young boy, but now it seems that this kid does have some connotations.

"In fact, this has nothing to do with the connotation. I'm just talking about it on paper. I've read a lot about some things in books. Naturally, I can say it clearly and logically, but it's not as easy as it sounds when I apply it to myself."

"Too."

Grindelwald is very satisfied with Jon's calmness. In his impression, such a character is a very good character.

Regardless of Helga's factors, Jon himself is also a young junior who can win the eyes of his old man.

Talking happily with such a junior is also a joy in a lonely life.

It's just that the two of them were holding their cups, and while talking and laughing, Jon suddenly remembered something.

This matter is more important, so he didn't care if he offended Grindelwald, so he asked directly.

"Senior, are you about the same age as Principal Dumbledore?"

Grindelwald didn't know why Jon suddenly had such a question, but he nodded anyway.

"Yes, but legendary wizards have extremely long lifespans, so don't worry about some of them."

Legendary wizards preferably have extremely long lifespans.

Jon touched his head. He was taught by Helga, so he naturally knew what life was all about.

The so-called legendary wizard has an extremely long lifespan, which is under the condition that he is not affected by external forces and will not die accidentally.

Once there is an external force, it will die soon. Like Helga, even if she is as strong as her, she did not completely guard against the open and dark arrows from the Holy See.

If it weren't for the preparations, I am afraid that there would not be a demigod named Helga in the world now.

The reason why Dumbledore died suddenly when he was obviously healthy is actually related to the influence of external forces.

Namely, the Deathly Hallows.

Grindelwald didn't know why Jon suddenly asked such a question. He was waiting here for Jon's explanation later, but Jon immediately threw out a second question.

"Senior, have you heard of the Deathly Hallows?"

This can be regarded as asking the point.

Grindelwald's expression suddenly became playful, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Jon's eyes, trying to find out a little bit of content. He didn't try to read Jon's thoughts, because he knew that he didn't read them. Use, since Jon will ask these things, he is not afraid of him reading his thoughts: "How do you know about the Deathly Hallows?"

...

Under the same moonlight, in the Hogwarts library, in the silence, a dim yellow lamp was quietly suspended.

Between the rows of huge bookshelves in the library, an old man in a long white coat walked through the summer vacation with a serious expression. His eyes scanned the books in the back, as if he was looking for something.

After searching in silence for a long time, he stretched out his hand and found an ancient classic from the top of the sixth shelf.

But just as he opened the book, he suddenly disappeared into the room.

The next moment, the old man appeared on a mountain standing in an unknown place.

The mountain was so high that it was not completely submerged by a pitch-black cloud layer, and under the cloud layer, lightning struck left and right like disordered bonds, and Dumbledore appeared on the top of the mountain.

There is already a person on the top of the mountain.

This witch appeared here at some point, looking at the berserk thundercloud in front of her, she was twiddling her fingers lightly.

As if it was a signal, at the same time as Dumbledore appeared, the frantic sea of ​​clouds suddenly began to arrange in an orderly manner, and those chaotic vortexes disappeared instantly, and even the thunder and lightning fell silent.

"Long time no see, Perenal, where have you been recently?"

The witch standing here is Nicole Flamel's wife, Ms. Perenal, but she is standing here tonight, not to catch up with Dumbledore.

"Walking all over the world once, not coming out for many years, the world has become something I don't know."

"The world is always changing, and so are you and me."

Dumbledore was still holding the book in his hand, and Perinal had sharp eyes and saw it at a glance.

"Albus, are you still looking for the Deathly Hallows? It's really not easy for you to persist."

Dumbledore shook his head.

Perhaps his mind was a little messy, and in order to cater to his messy mood, there were waves on the sea of ​​clouds.

It took a long time to return to silence.

"Although I know the hope is slim, I still need to look for it. What if I find it?"

"It makes sense, what if you find it, but what if he is useless after you find it?"

"It's useless, and it's better than doing nothing."

Dumbledore tightened his hands, stuffed the book into his arms, and stopped talking about it, but asked Perenal about his next plan.

"The next step, I might go to the North Pole to have a look. I don't have much time until my death, so I have to take advantage of places I haven't been to before I die."

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