HP Approaches the Magical World

No matter where it is, being alive is good news.

Dumbledore seemed to have been given a booster shot suddenly, and suddenly became energetic, and left in high spirits, leaving only Professor Trelawney packing the crystal ball in the classroom.

But she didn't finish talking.

Dumbledore, who was overjoyed, ignored this point. If Laurie had finished all the prophecies, I am afraid Dumbledore would not believe it at all, but at this moment, he believed it.

It was a small misunderstanding, but Professor Trelawney did not deceive Dumbledore.

Out of professional ethics, she would not fail to tell Dumbledore the content of her prophecy, but omitted the key points in some details.

Among the results of this prophecy, whether the girl can be resurrected depends mainly on whether Jon can help, because she has no way to see Jon's fate, and it is difficult to predict what Jon will do next, which leads to She couldn't completely predict a relatively clear result, she could only make a general conclusion like "not here, not in the future", and there is another point that even if Jon helps, that girl will not be in this world Resurrection.

Not here means not in this world; not in the future because she can't see Jon's future clearly, but as long as the prophecy is carried out reasonably, the possibility of this girl's resurrection is still very high.

After all, not everyone has such a good opportunity to seal their souls in a portrait, which is constantly cultivated by legendary wizards and great wizards who are not inferior to legendary wizards.

The girl's spirituality has gradually recovered in the portrait, and now she is waiting for a chance to recover.

It's a pity that no wizard in this world can give such an opportunity. Trelawney looked through her memory, and only found some textual information about her ancestors in her memory.

Such things, only for mortals, can only be done with the intervention of gods, and what is needed is the intervention of very powerful gods.

As the former priests of the sun god, the Trelawney family was fortunate to be cursed by the gods, so they have a very powerful prophecy ability, but... In this world, do gods really exist?

...

Jon had a dream.

It's not the dream of the illusion before, but a dream with a strong sense of reality that people can't tell.

He dreamed of a man.

It was a girl.

She looked Chinese because her face was not the deep one typical of Europeans, but she had fair skin and wore a very large kimono.

...Why kimono?

Jon looked at it carefully for a long time, and it was indeed the standard of kimono, not Hanfu.

So since he is not from Huaxia, why did he suddenly appear in his dream?

The girl said nothing, and neither did her red hair.

The two stood quietly facing a small river, Jon stared at the girl, and the girl seemed to be staring at him too.

Looking in Jon's direction, the girl's lips moved, as if she was saying something.

"Sorry, I can't hear you at all, if you really have something to say to me, can we move closer?"

This feeling of deja vu gave Jon a headache outside.

He still hoped that the two of them could talk face to face, but when he subconsciously manipulated his body to fly up from the ground, he suddenly fell down again.

He was at a loss.

Why is the previous flying technique not working here?

He looked at the girl on the opposite side from a distance, only to see that figure shook his head slightly, turned and left.

He got up from the ground and wanted to chase after him, but then he felt a pain in the back of his head, and his consciousness was quickly pulled back to reality.

Open your eyes, the sky is already bright.

The culprit of his headache, Grindelwald, was sitting by his bed, holding Jon's wand upside down in his hand, and it was obvious that he had just tapped Jon's brain with the wand.

"Senior, why are you here?"

Jon reached out to take the wand and put it back on the pillow.

"Do you want to see what time it is now? I have already made breakfast and I am ready to come out to call you to eat, but you can't wake up no matter how you scream. I used magic to find out that you have been used to summon souls The technique was taken away, so I had to use some special means to get you back."

Jon rubbed his head that had been knocked, and stood up from the bed with a wry smile, "Senior, you have become like my elder recently."

"I've never had a child in my life, and I don't have any experience in raising children. Just make do with it. Now get up from bed and go eat."

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he left Jon's bedroom, and Jon himself could only get up from the bed, and went into the bathroom helplessly.

He said that there is a reason why Grindelwald is like his parents and elders. In the previous life in his memory, he grew up beside his grandparents, and his grandparents were the same. They would get up very early every day. Woke him up after breakfast was done.

It's just that after he came to this world, he no longer had grandparents, and only grew up with his grandmother since he was a child.

If I think about it this way, I still miss the world in my previous life, especially when there are mobile phones in that world.

But there is magic in this world, and it has its own benefits.

While brushing his teeth, Jon touched his forehead, and the red mark that Grindelwald knocked out hadn't disappeared yet.

This is not important, what is important is, what did the girl in his dream say to him in the end?

After washing up, I went downstairs to have breakfast. Mr. Grindelwald finished his breakfast but didn't eat it himself. He didn't look like a legendary wizard at all, and he was slowly putting the cut dinner meat into his mouth at this time. , and...porridge?

"Senior, where did this porridge come from?"

Wherever it came from, it was certainly not done by Grindelwald himself.

"bought."

It's best to buy it. The old man doesn't have any money on him, and he doesn't know where he bought it from.

But there's no point in worrying about it now, Jon sat opposite Grindelwald, filled a bowl of porridge and drank it.

"By the way, what did you experience in the dream?"

"Dreams? You mean spiritualism?"

Jon thought about the magic he had suffered inexplicably just now, but he had no clue.

"It's not dangerous, I just met a girl, she said to me, said..." Jon tried hard to recall the girl's mouth in the dream:

"It seems to be... saying that I am a thief?"

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