HP Approaches the Magical World

This night is destined not to be peaceful.

Jon didn't want to get involved in these things. He stood in front of a window and watched the bright lights inside.

The banquet has begun, and the sorting is in progress.

Jon glanced at the people in the room unconsciously. Stephen, Bella and others were obviously absent-minded because he didn't show up, but he didn't go in to explain. After flying all afternoon, it must be a lie to say that he was not tired, but He was about to walk away, but when he looked up, he saw Snape's gaze.

Have you been found?

This was also expected. Jon watched the professor quickly leave his seat and come out of the corner, and then he came out of nowhere and walked to his side.

"Mr Smith."

Snape's expression was much more serious than Jon thought, and he seemed really angry: "I want an explanation, why you..."

"It's just a small matter, Snape. I didn't come by the school bus because I encountered something. Besides, there was no movement that shouldn't have happened when I didn't come in. I even helped out... ...Well, if you are so serious because of this, you don't have to, you'd better go to the Whomping Willow first, I'm afraid our boy will be dizzy from the Whomping Willow in a while."

Snape silently glanced at Jon, as if he felt something different. He hadn't seen him for a holiday. There was an unpleasant aura about this boy, and that inexplicable pride made him feel uncomfortable... Yes Because your expression is too serious?

But he seems to have always looked like this, and he doesn't have a good face, and after all, it's not Jon who should be angry, right?

Just as he was feeling inexplicable, Jon had put the illusion spell on himself and walked away quietly.

Snape was at a loss, but Jon's words had reminded him of the Whomping Willow...So, where are Potter and the others?

very good.

He turned and walked up a staircase, intending to make Potter suffer a little and then go to help, but soon, when he turned a corner, he saw Harry and his little friends coming in through the door.

But he didn't attack immediately, but walked over quietly.

...

"Maybe he's gone," said Harry when Snape had just approached, "because he didn't teach Defense Against the Dark Arts again!"

Very well, Snape's face darkened a little.

"Maybe he's fired!" said the red-haired Weasley excitedly. "Everybody hates him, you think—"

Snape's face turned even worse.

"Maybe," he sneered, and said in a cold voice behind the two brats, "he's waiting to hear from the two of you why you didn't come by the school bus."

Seeing Harry's terrified expression when he turned around, Snape felt that he was in a much better mood.

"follow me."

Harry and Ron followed Snape up the steps into the torchlit, empty, echoing hallway, and Snape led them out of the warmth and light, down the narrow stone staircase into the dungeon .

He opened a door in the cold corridor,

Pointing to the inside, he said, "Go in!"

This was Snape's office, and there were potion ingredients everywhere, so the room was very dark. There were many large glass jars on the shelves along the wall, and there were all kinds of disgusting things floating in the jars, which were dark.

Snape closed the door and turned to look at the two troublesome brats.

"Ah," he said softly, "the famous Harry Potter and his good friend Weasley don't think trains are enough fun, so they want to have some fun, don't they?"

"No, sir, it's the partition at King's Cross, which—"

"Quiet!"

Snape said coldly, "What did you do to the car?"

Ron was tongue-tied, and Snape made Harry feel once again that he could read people's minds.

However, the mystery was solved after a while, and Snape started the "Evening Prophet" of the day.

"You've been seen," he said grimly, showing them the newspaper headline: Ford Anglia flies to Muggle amazement, and Snape read aloud: "Two Londoners Muggles convinced they saw an old saloon over the post office building... Mrs Angus Fleet, of Peebles, reporting to the police... There were six or seven Muggles, I recall your father worked in the Misuse of Muggle Substances Division?"

He looked up at Ron, grinning even more menacingly.

"Alas... his own son..."

"Okay, shut up, Peeves, I don't really want to hear you continue to imitate how Snape laughed at Harry and Ron, I don't care about that at all, if I care about this, I don't need you This speaks to me."

"Okay, but now Snape is on his way to find Professor McGonagall, you don't know, the faces of those two little guys are too pale now..."

"alright."

Jon lay on his roof looking at the night sky, wondering what he was thinking.

Peeves closed his mouth, he was completely unlucky today, he was bumped into by Jon who came out of the castle, so the current problem appeared.

There must be something wrong with Jon, but he didn't say anything, and then he still didn't let himself talk, which is really...

"Have you been alone for a long time?"

Jon said suddenly.

There was no one else here, and his question was, of course, to Peeves.

"It's okay, it was a little annoying at first, but I got used to it later. After all, things like loneliness are always tangled and boring. There are many fun children in this castle, aren't there?"

"yes."

Jon rubbed his head, really didn't want to understand why he got angry with Snape, obviously he did nothing wrong... He reached out and grabbed the pen and paper flying out of the window, in front of him A note was automatically written, and then Kane who flew out - it flew back by itself - held it in its mouth, and then flew towards Snape's office.

Kane is very smart, too smart, he will decide when to send a note depending on the situation, and Jon is very satisfied with this.

After all, not everyone can have such a pet.

But those gods, maybe there will be.

"Those people should be lonely too!"

Jon said to himself, he was talking about the gods of ancient Egypt, but it was strange, he shouldn't have such a weird idea.

Sympathize with the person who brings crisis to himself, is he sick?

"This, I really don't know."

Peeves jumped in front of him, with gossip flames in his eyes, and Jon suddenly remembered that this person could also read minds.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

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