HP Approaches the Magical World

As for what to wait for, Jon didn't know either.

Anyway, Helga's entrustment to him was to let him wait here with peace of mind, and when the right time came, she would appear.

But what Jon thinks, if he waits here, he is not waiting for Helga to appear, but waiting for death.

It is the surrounding environment that makes people feel unhealthy.

Those aristocrats who looked exquisite originally showed their ferocious faces when they arrived here, just like those monster aristocrats driving a carriage running on the bluestone slab that Jon and Seshali saw when they came in.

There is no one who can reach such a status in the underworld without being a terrifying monster.

It's just that it doesn't matter whether it's scary or not. Here, Jon's guarantee that he will not be watched is the most important thing.

Since you can't shift your attention to others, you can only look at these lifeless things.

Like the delicious food in front of you.

If these things can be called gourmet.

Although it looks a little scary, Jon is not a person who cares about appearance.

The surrounding music was already playing, and under the reflection of the secluded lights in the palace, it looked a little eerie, but it was extraordinarily lively.

Aside from the bloody appearance of eating on the small table in front of him, Jon could feel the strong power contained in it. Those things are a great tonic for the soul. Jon picked a bean and stuffed it into his mouth After chewing, the food tasted quite refreshing, and the power contained in it was like flowing water in spring, infiltrating Jon's mental state.

There is also the wine on display, although it is not as impactful as the Huaxia wine that Jon drank before, but it is crisp and sweet, and the most important thing is that it contains magic power, which is very rare.

Especially what he was waiting for was the final result. This night banquet was a place where outsiders had to work hard to come.

Although Jon has been eating, he has never forgotten to listen to the nobles around him, so he can somewhat know what the scene is like outside.

He walked through the back door that Seshali made before he left, so he didn't know the horrible scenes outside.

do not know why,

He suddenly remembered the woman he saw before coming in.

But this is not the focus of attention now. He cheered up, and after drinking a few glasses of wine, he stopped drinking. He just silently put those refreshing side dishes into his mouth, and carefully looked at the people around him. Condition.

Such a good opportunity cannot be wasted directly. Being with these terrifying monsters is actually a great opportunity to understand the essence of the magical world. As before, he just used his soul to enter Helga's domain to receive edification, but the real body and soul were somewhat different.

So, I don't know if it's because of staying here for a long time, or because of the few glasses of wine, Jon no longer feels that the dark atmosphere around him is a depressing feeling, and the feeling of growth in his body has already disappeared. Unconsciously, it should be Helga who is secretly giving rise to the rise of strength.

The calm magical power in his body gradually rippled again.

It's as if the fish are swimming below the surface of the lake. Although the surface of the lake is calm and calm, the undercurrent is turbulent below.

After entering the body, under the conscious guidance of Helga, the magic power from the food and drink began to be transformed into a magic power more suitable for Helga.

In the process of this change, Jon was more able to appreciate the gap between Helga and him. In Jon's view, that exquisite technique was like enlightenment.

But immediately after, he had already started to feel a strange smell from the air.

Of course, in this environment, it is normal that something is not right, after all, there are normal things here, which is a strange thing.

But Jon always felt that something was not right in his heart.

The monsters in front of him were moving around wantonly, and the arrogance brought about by the interlacing of toasts always made him, a guy who fished in troubled waters, feel a little uneasy.

At the banquet, time passed so fast that he didn't know how long it had been.

Come to think of it, if the time is almost up, it is normal for this banquet to last for several months.

Helga had already told Jon when he came, and it had been a long time outside.

He came in here, but only stayed there for more than five months. Maybe the time conversion inside is not quite right with the outside. In short, it has been more than a year since Hogwarts. At this moment, Jon suddenly Thinking of this incident, if it had been so long, the Goblet of Fire would have started again.

Speaking of which, the Goblet of Fire is also a kind of competition, and it is not that different from his current environment.

If the competition outside waits until the end, there should be a winner, or some winners, who will come here to participate in this dinner, and provide a reincarnated body to the person behind who needs it.

Perhaps this time the banquet is not so much a feast as it is to celebrate the return of their master.

So Jon thinks that some of the things that are not right come from the god behind him.

What kind of god should that be?

He has no clue now, if Osiris has changed, if not Osiris, then he must have a very close relationship with Osiris.

But the identity of that existence is really well hidden, not to mention that one, even now Osiris, Jon has never seen it at all.

Now in such an environment, Helga didn't speak. He couldn't find a way to communicate at all, so he had to look around by himself by drinking and eating.

Those ghost-like nobles seem to be drinking too much at this moment, and they are gathering together in twos and threes to have fun and laugh.

Sometimes there would be that formidable character who would cut something and throw it out, and would turn into a beautiful maid dancing in the wind to add to the fun.

The brilliance that belongs to magic or divine art shines, but it makes the hall a lot brighter.

Even two nobles stood up from their seats and dragged the maids to play together, and the scene became unsightly for a moment.

Jon looked at it and felt that his spirit seemed to be torn apart, and he began to feel in a trance.

It seemed that there was a magical power of charm in the dance, and then Helga's voice rang in his ears.