In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

Chapter 467 465. Spike Ollivander

Jon was actually not dissatisfied with Dumbledore's behavior of making people guess riddles.

If one day he could clearly tell someone his original plans and findings, then he would be surprised.

"You've already arranged everything, right, Professor?"

Jon asked, crossing his arms.

Dumbledore didn't nod, he just said with an emotional smile.

"I also hope that I have arranged everything, but even now, I still don't know whether I made the right choice or not."

"Can't you tell me in advance? Do you want me to help you with your advice?"

"I'm sorry, Jon, but I have to hold some things back."

Jon wasn't impressed either.

"Then how do I get in touch with the teacher?"

"You can go to Kingsley now. Apart from me, you, and Horace, he is the only one who knows about this matter. It's just that he doesn't know the true identity of Horace yet, but even if This way, he will still teach you how to do it.”

After Jon got all the mission information from Dumbledore, he left the office.

After he left, the office became completely quiet, until a portrait of an unknown person placed on the table asked.

"Why didn't you tell him? Is it because you don't trust him enough?"

Dumbledore clasped his hands together, covering the lower half of his face. His eyes were no longer as gentle as usual, but were very calm, so calm that it made people panic.

"If there is anyone I trust most in the world now, it is Jon, the child."

"Then why didn't you tell me? If he knew, he could cooperate with you better, right?"

"So it's me who trusts him, not you who trust him. Because you don't know him well enough, so you also lack trust. Only I know that if I tell Jon all my ideas and plans, he will ask for it immediately. What you did was definitely not to cooperate with me."

Dumbledore's blue eyes, hidden behind his crescent-shaped glasses, reflected the obscure candlelight.

"He would have stopped me from doing that, even if it was just a try."

When Jon found Kingsley, he was very busy.

He should indeed be very busy. As the upper-level leader in the Wuping line after Dumbledore and Inista, he always needs to be responsible for many things.

But when Jon found him and explained his purpose, he temporarily put down all the work at hand. It was obvious that Jon's tasks came before all other tasks.

"As for your next status in the UK, we have made arrangements in advance. Some time ago, for some unknown reason, the Department of Mysteries of the British Ministry of Magic was purged, and many old silent people were transferred. Leaving other places was a very rare thing in the past, because the magic in the Department of Mysteries is not something that ordinary wizards can pick up and study. Even if they are new people, they have to be familiar with it by an old man for five or even ten years. time to clarify their research direction.”

"But now, they have transferred all the old people inside from their posts, and the new people have been brought in without any rules, including Horace Slughorn, who has never been involved in various mysterious or People with experience in ancient magic have also been transferred into it and served as deputy directors. This has led to the current management of the entire Department of Mysteries being very chaotic, unless they are willing to bring back those who have been transferred before for long-term development. We need to hand over the work, otherwise we can only continue to recruit people.”

Slughorn's undercover identity is still a secret known only to Dumbledore, Jon and Lily, and Kingsley is still unaware of it.

"They would rather choose the second option, but it seems that they pay more attention to whether the new silent people have pure blood than whether they have the ability in this area, so this also gives us a chance."

Kingsley said as he handed a well-prepared information and a bottle of potion into Jon's hands.

"Spike Ollivander is a distant branch of the famous staff-making family, but his blood is very pure. He has been working as a clerk in the Department for the Management of Magical Creatures. Two days ago he submitted an application for transfer to the Department of Mysteries. Today Just passed. You traveled to England to pretend to be him and enter the Ministry of Magic, while the real Speke stayed in a secret location and was offered Polyjuice Potion made from his hair."

Jon took the information and raised his eyebrows after seeing the introduction of the identity of the pureblood he was going to pretend to be.

"Ollivander."

As if he heard what Jon wanted to ask, Kingsley lowered his voice and spoke in his ear.

"This is still a secret. Several families in the UK who are already undecided, don't have much idea about bloodline theory, and don't have much persecution against non-pure bloods have contacted us. The Ollivander family is one of them. But don’t worry about this person’s identity. Not even the Ollivanders themselves know that you replaced him. We just found an excuse to let Spike cooperate with us in some work, and then put him under house arrest. .”

After hearing that Kingsley had made all the preparations, Jon nodded and had no other questions.

"So I must go to the British Ministry of Magic as soon as possible. I read the transfer instructions above and asked me to report to the Department of Mysteries before the 3rd. Today is already the night of the 2nd."

Kingsley patted him on the shoulder.

"So what Dumbledore told me the most before is to remind you that the person you are going to play is a pureblood with a noble status in the British environment, and his attitude towards others should be as arrogant as possible. Less quality and more moral corruption. The same goes for joining a job. If you can squeeze in time until the last moment, go there at the last moment. When you see someone, judge the bloodline first. Those who are purebloods are the same, but they are new purebloods and are more contemptuous. When you meet them, The mixed-race ones are very arrogant, and as for the hemps, you probably won’t meet any hemp wizards in the British Ministry of Magic.”

Jon looked at Spike's biography and the description of his character in the information, and nodded seriously.

It's okay in a magic school, but in a workplace like the Ministry of Magic, where status is clearly defined, you really can't behave the same as usual.

Then he changed his strategy and chose to wait until tomorrow to go to the UK. He would read all the information tonight to gain a deeper understanding of the role he was about to play and the interpersonal relationships around him.

As for how to get to the UK, now that Dumbledore has begun to declare war, there must have been the highest level of surveillance on all means of transportation. Fortunately, Jon is not only an ordinary Apparition, he also has mastered a With this method of apparation that no one else could detect, it was easy for him to sneak into the UK.

The war between wizards has never been so grand.

Because for the magic world, there are very few buildings that need to be defended. The only real key is people.

The same goes for the Witch Level Line's declaration of war against the British Ministry of Magic this time. Now that the ownership of Hogwarts Castle has been determined, there is basically no need to occupy other locations except the British Ministry of Magic and Diagon Alley. , there is no point in occupying it.

The most important thing in the wizard war is the assassination and elimination of high-level enemies.

As long as someone dies, especially a high-level person with high-level combat capabilities, it is much more meaningful than occupying some place.

It is precisely because of this that in wizard wars, there are rarely scenes of a large group of people arranging battle formations against each other. It is more like special operations, where they are divided into multiple small-scale combat teams to target high-status people. The enemy performs point-to-point removal.

In this process, it is necessary to maintain the accuracy of the information, understand the specific strength and weakness of each high-level enemy person, and where and when they will show up, and also ensure the reciprocity of strength.

Like Voldemort, only Dumbledore can deal with him now. Any other wizards on the level of wizards must save their lives as soon as they encounter Voldemort, and they can give up any other tasks.

Only when these high-level wizards are eliminated and Dumbledore wins the duel with Voldemort, then the war will be won by the wizard side.

The combat power of the middle and high-levels is not bad. The group of elites from the Order of the Phoenix and the wizards in France will certainly not be afraid of those pure-blood wizards who are mostly pampered and lack the determination to fight.

The most crucial part is the showdown between Dumbledore and Voldemort.

But generally speaking, the wizards on the Wu-Ping line are not worried about this decisive battle that has entered a countdown since the war began.

Because of the previous duel at the French Ministry of Magic, although Voldemort's side had no external news, the outcome was already known within the Witch Line.

And just the day after the declaration of war, everything in the world was still as usual. For example, the speech Dumbledore gave was an empty dream.

But in fact, all changes have begun quietly.

Jon made all the preparations early the next morning.

He didn't bring anything extra. After he remembered all the information about his identity as Speke last night, he burned it all, leaving only the bottle of Polyjuice Potion.

Before the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the window, Jon used the phantom of the phoenix to disapparate and disappeared into Lyon without disturbing anyone else in the school.

The landing point he chose was in Diagon Alley, but the location was very remote, in the small alley near Knockturn Alley.

Not only is it still early, but also because Dumbledore just declared war yesterday, the entire British people are still in the most panic stage. There are basically few shops open and few customers in Diagon Alley. Wandering around.

After Jon landed, he immediately drank the bottle of polyjuice potion.

The taste is very ordinary, it feels like cucumber juice.

After completing the transformation and drinking the voice-changing potion, Jon put on the invisibility cloak and moved toward the entrance of Diagon Alley and the direction of the Leaky Cauldron.

Diagon Alley was shrouded in mist in the early morning, and Jon saw few people along the way until he came to the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron and saw Borgin Burke walking back with a tray in his hand. bar.

He seemed to have just poured the leftover food from breakfast into the swill bucket, and did not notice that there was an additional person in the yard who did not originally belong here.

Jon watched his back disappear from his sight before taking the next step.

He counted along the row of rooms on the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron, starting from the westernmost position. When he counted to the seventh, he determined his target, then used the levitating spell to fly into the air, and lightly flew into the room. in an empty room with unlocked windows.

Someone had obviously lived in it before. The quilt was thrown casually beside the bed. There was a black briefcase on the bedside table, and slippers were also thrown away casually beside the bed.

Jon was sure this was the room, and he didn't stop.

He took off the invisibility cloak, folded it carefully and put it into his underwear pocket. Then he changed out of his coat and put on a set of pajamas in the cabinet in the room. He took one last look at the time on his watch.

6:43.

Jon messed up his hair, which had become less smooth after drinking the polyjuice potion, and then used magic to make his face drier. His eyes were always squinted, and his expression was ugly, showing He looked like he had just woken up and had not slept well.

After doing all this, he took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out of the room, put on his slippers, and walked towards the first floor of the bar.

As soon as he turned the corner of the stairs and hadn't even taken two steps down, Jon started yelling.

"Bock! Bock! You old thing, you haven't gotten up yet! If I know that you are still lazy and sleeping at this time and have not gotten up to prepare for a new day of work, I will definitely wipe the rag that you have been wiping the bar with all day long. Put it in your mouth!"

His voice was loud, as if he didn't care whether it would disturb other guests who were still resting on the second floor.

After hearing his voice, Borgin Bock hurriedly ran out from behind the bar and stood in front of the stairs.

"Ah, it's Master Ollivander. You actually got up so early this morning? Didn't you get enough rest last night? This is my fault. What do you need me to do?"

His flattering attitude didn't make Jon's face look any better at all.

"What to do? Move your brain that is about to degenerate into a giant monster and think about what I can do for you when I go downstairs at this time! Breakfast! I want breakfast! Oatmeal soaked in milk, plus a serving Sandwiches, double bacon no tomato slices, I'm going to have these on my doorstep in 15 minutes!"

"Okay, okay, Master, you can go and rest first. When I prepare the things and put them in front of the door, I will knock on the door to remind you."

Bock comforted the great god Jon and sent him back to the second floor. Jon didn't show any good looks to him at all. He snorted and closed the door of his room tightly.