In this Hogwarts without a savior

Chapter 228 226. Doing Things and Dealing

Jon spoke slowly.

"It's nothing sir. I just helped a little. If you think it's okay in return, can you give me that slate? I'm still more interested in the runes on it."

For his request, Sir Stoke was quite magnanimous, he said frankly.

"Of course there's nothing wrong with that. You can take that slate away at any time if you want."

Then he stood up from the chair and said politely.

"Because of this memory, I still have some private matters to confirm. Can you excuse me for a while, professor? Of course, you and your students can still visit this tower casually."

"It's okay, you go to work first."

Sir Stoke walked out of the study, and disappeared in front of Jon from the corner of the stairs.

Jon watched his leaving back, slowly reached into the inner pocket of the robe, and took out a corner of the invisibility cloak, but then he also touched the contract that he had hidden in advance.

Without struggling for a long time, Jon put the invisibility cloak back on, but walked quickly to the stairs and went downstairs.

He came to the living room, Neville and the five of them were still drinking afternoon tea and chatting here, the house elf Rabiel was not here.

"Come and take a look, Hermione."

Jon didn't have any extra nonsense, he directly put the contract on the coffee table.

"How much of the above content can you understand, and translate it all for me."

Everyone saw Jon's seriousness, and Hermione didn't stop. She looked at the old parchment with a serious expression, and quickly read it.

Soon she had a preliminary result.

"This is a contract. There are many professional terms on it, and I don't know many of them. But the general meaning of the contract is that it helps the signer to maintain a balance, a balance between beasts and humans. The word should be The meaning of the blood curse."

Jon's brain was spinning rapidly, and he quickly thought of the materials about the treatment of blood-cursed orcs that he had seen in Sir Stoke's study before.

"In other words, this contract is roughly a treatment plan for a certain blood curse?"

Hermione nodded affirmatively to Jon's question.

"Yes, if you get rid of those professional words that I can't understand, this is indeed a treatment plan, but this contract needs to be maintained, and it must be a member of the Stoke family."

Jon's face became more and more solemn, and his expression was cloudy and uncertain. After thinking for a while, he immediately put away the contract again, and then said without doubt.

"You guys go back to the boat right now! Then steer the boat away from this sea area!"

Neville and the others looked at Jon with obvious puzzlement, but because of enough trust, they didn't ask why they did this, but asked.

"how about you?"

"I want to ask Sir Stoke something clearly, you can rest assured that I got some small gains from this tower, and I will not be in danger like I encountered on Azkaban Island, but you can't If you stay, it will restrict my hands and feet."

Jon spoke quickly and his tone was very serious, Neville and the others could tell that now was not the time to joke.

The five got up immediately and left the living room. When Hermione walked to the corner of the stairs, she pursed her lips with a pale face, and looked at Jon to give a final reminder.

"You must be careful."

Without any perfunctory, Jon promised very seriously.

"I sure will."

Neville and the others did not stay, and disappeared from Jon's sight along the descending stairs.

And Jon didn't stay here, but went in the opposite direction to Neville and the others, and went up to the top floor.

He climbed up the stairs of the study to the top of the tower, and Sir Stoke was standing beside the gap covered by the stone slab, his face was never gloomy.

After seeing Jon walking up, his original gloomy expression gradually dissipated, and he turned to look at him calmly.

"You're not the professor Durmstrang takes students on a field trip, am I right?"

Jon also said flatly.

"You're not a simple recluse who just wants to study astronomy, right?"

Sir Stoke stared at Jon for a moment in silence, then suddenly he laughed.

"It's ridiculous. We originally thought that the identity shown by the other party was real, and then used this seemingly real identity to join forces to uncover a mystery, but when our goal was achieved and the mystery was revealed, we didn't I found out that you and I actually have other purposes."

Jon's voice gradually became cold. After figuring out part of the problem, he actually didn't have much energy to chat so much with the jazz in front of him.

"You're doing something for the Dark Lord!"

"It's not doing things." Sir Stoke shook his head. "I didn't lie to you, professor. You should be a professor at another magic school. Although I come from pure blood, I don't agree with the theory that pure blood is superior. I didn't like that Tom Riddle man, but I had to make a deal with him."

He raised his head and stared at Jon, the sky became gloomy at some point, dark clouds shrouded their heads, and the sea breeze that had been reduced by magic gradually began to become hasty, blowing their robes and sending out The sound of the cloth being twitched.

"You took that contract?"

Jon's right hand was always tucked in his sleeve, and his hidden hand tightly held the end of the wand.

"It's impossible for such a powerful Dark Lord to be a blood-cursed orc, right? He asked you to make this contract, what is he trying to balance?"

Neville and the others didn't stay for a moment, they stepped on the stairs that they could move on their own and quickly left the tower.

However, when they had descended to about [-] floors, the stairs that were still moving suddenly stopped.

Not only did it stop, but immediately after that it began to rapidly go in the opposite direction, starting to drive above the tower!
Neville reacted quickly, or in other words, the five of them reacted very quickly, holding hands together, and then staring at the empty space on the floor when they were going up the stairs.

"Jump!"

Neville yelled.

The five people jumped down from the rushing stairs together. The huge inertia threw them flying for a long distance, and they finally stopped when they hit the wall.

"He wants to keep us?" Ron said in surprise.

Li rubbed his arm that was sore from being hit, and said while sucking in air.

"It must be the problem that Jon discovered, which attracted the attention of that jazz. He wanted to keep us to restrain Jon!"

(End of this chapter)