In this Hogwarts without a savior

Chapter 447 445. Not enough people
Jon immediately thought that this neat old man with a clean appearance, especially with such well-groomed hair, could never be Snape.

But the transformation potion like compound decoction didn't need Snape to take care of his hair before transforming, as long as he drank the potion himself.

So Jon didn't dispel his suspicion because of this, but turned his head and glanced at Lily.

Lily didn't look at Jon. After seeing the old man, she pretended to be nonchalant and lowered her head to pat the grass clippings on Jon's clothes.

"Don't look, it's him, even if he turns gray, I can recognize him at a glance."

Jon thought silently in his heart, if Snape heard this sentence, he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

"Then what are we going to do now?"

Lily sat back on the tablecloth again, she seemed to be restraining her inner emotions.

"Wait a minute, there are too many people here, and it is easy to get accidentally injured in a battle."

Jon couldn't help looking at Lily a few more times. No matter how much hatred was squeezed in his heart, Lily's heart must not have changed. She is still a kind person after all.

However, just when Jon took out a small cake from the dining basket and smacked his lips to enjoy a pre-dinner snack, Lily suddenly continued talking.

"We are too far away from him, approaching so rashly can easily arouse his vigilance. Didn't those little girls call you to play there just now? You go and join them now."

Holding the spoon, Jon, who had just put the cream dotted with half a strawberry into his mouth, froze as if he had been petrified.

How about a vacation?
You still want to play with the childish little girl, right?

As if sensing Jon's instantly resentful gaze, Lily smoothed a few strands of hair behind her ears.

"Thank you, Jon."

Jon had no choice but to stand up from the tablecloth, and put the cream cake that was missing a piece back to its original position.

"Okay, okay, then let me meet these little girls!"

He cleaned up the expression on his face, and in the next second he showed the smile of a sunny and cheerful boy next door, and then he turned towards the bench where Snape was sitting, where a group of little kids were gathering place to go.

When Jon got closer, he realized that this place was actually a sand field, and seven or eight children were making sand here.

"Hi! Do you need a reliable helper to join? Although I don't have the tools at hand, I'm sure I'm a professional."

Jon had a bad face inside, but he acted like a social cow on the outside, greeting these children with a bright face.

The three little girls who had invited Jon were immediately happy when they saw that he was willing to take the initiative to join.

"Haines is building a castle! If you are willing to join, we can give you the right to name the castle! What's your name?"

"Alpa Black, just call me Alpa." Jon naturally walked into the sand ("Wait, didn't we agree to call it Haines Castle?" A boy followed with a mournful face explain).

"Alpa!" A little girl enthusiastically held Jon's hand, "Alpa Castle is a great name!"

"Let's call it Haines, I prefer that."

While Jon was coping with the social interaction between the children, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the old man who Lily identified as "Snape" sitting five meters away from him.

He took the toy shovel handed over by the boy who regarded Jon as a good brother because he recognized the name Haines, and at the same time decided that he hadn't leaked anything, and the old man couldn't see anything even if he looked closely. unusual to come.

However, just when Jon was about to focus on the sand below him, looking at the building called a castle by the children, which was actually more like a mud house, a clear and obviously sarcastic voice suddenly ringing in his ears.

"The captain of the Hogwarts, Dumbledore's proud student, and the champion of the Triwizard Tournament would actually play sand with a group of Muggle kids here."

There was no fluctuation on Jon's face, as if he hadn't heard this sentence, he first glanced in the direction of Lily, Lily was very cautious, she only turned her head occasionally to pretend to be a mother who cared about her children, and looked towards Lily. Looking at the pile of sand, the rest of the time was busy preparing lunch on the tablecloth.

And the children around didn't seem to hear anyone talking at all, and they were still planning their castle with great interest.

Jon didn't look at the old man sitting on the bench who was absolutely 100% sure that it was Snape, and he used a toy shovel to gather the floating sand on the sandy surface.

"Your talking habits are destined to never find a wife in your life."

Because he didn't look up, he couldn't see the expression on Snape's face at the moment, but the short silence was enough to show that the damage that these words did to Snape was not small, even if Jon didn't name him.

"I said, what do you want to do here like playing peek-a-boo? Is there something to do? I'm still thinking about going to the beach before the summer is over."

Jon turned his body sideways and lowered his head, so that Lily in the distance could not see his mouth moving, and avoided her from discovering the communication between the two.

Snape was finally able to speak honestly, his voice was still so deep.

"There are not enough people."

Jon transported all the produced sand to the children, playing fish as a paddle monster.

"Who is not enough, can't you see how many Aurors and Death Eaters are looking for you in the alley of your hometown? How many more do you want them to come?"

"Now there are only two groups of people."

Jon was startled.

"Do you still want a few groups of people to come to you, and there is no one else in the magic world except the two groups that are looking for you?"

"Shallow-sighted."

Jon was a little upset to be ridiculed by this old bachelor.

"Shallowness is shallowness. Don't play charades on me. What are you doing here deliberately today to show off your presence? Let Professor Porter know that you are not dead yet?"

"The place where you live has been discovered by some people, don't take them as fools like the British Ministry of Magic now."

After Snape said these words, he calmly stood up from the bench. It seemed that his purpose of appearing here was only to remind Jon and the others.

"To be honest, can you tell me why you are willing to help us again? Don't tell me that you have always been on our side, and you were a spy before."

Snape didn't answer Jon's question immediately, he stood up from the bench, looked at Lily from a distance, who had already noticed this side, and left Jon with a promise.

"Wait until you catch me, then I can answer your question."

After saying this, he disappeared.

Apart from Lily and Jon, no one around noticed him, not even the children on the sandy ground who were enthusiastically building the castle. The old man who was sitting on the bench was gone.

Lily couldn't stay any longer, she left the unprepared lunch and walked quickly to Jon's side.

"What did he find?"

Jon shook his head.

"No, I feel like it's time for him to go out and relax today, so he left directly."

Lily's face was ugly, today it was equivalent to Snape appearing in front of them and leaving in front of them.

Jon reassured her a few words, and then the two of them went back to the camping linen, and no matter what happened, lunch was always going to be eaten.

But obviously Lily's mood won't get better in a short while. They don't even know if Snape found them. Who can guarantee that he will come here next time?
Although Jon could promise secretly, obviously he couldn't say these words openly.

Jon enjoyed the picnic, while Lily looked absent-minded.

After lunch, there was no need for them to stay here any longer. The two packed up their things and returned to the hotel where they would change every three days.

It's just that Jon didn't go in with Lily, but took a walk around the hotel in the name of eliminating food after a meal.

The goal of his walk was very clear, which was to choose some buildings around which the main entrance of the hotel they lived in could be seen. It didn't take long for Jon to discover it.

It was an old-looking house with gray exterior walls that matched the style of the city, but the mailbox outside the yard was full of postcards and letters, and even the delivery port was blocked. But the door of this house was not locked, and the shutters on the inside of the windows were also half-opened, and people could still be vaguely seen walking around inside.

Some people live but no one receives letters. This is very similar to the habit of wizards. There will be no mailboxes in normal wizard families, because they use owls to deliver letters, and the recipients can be found at any time, so if there are wizards Jiu occupied the magpie's nest and lived in a Muggle's house, so they would most likely ignore the mailbox.

But this is just a doubt and can't prove anything, but Jon doesn't need more proof, as long as there is doubt, it is enough.

He wandered into a deserted alley, then took out the invisibility cloak from his robe pocket and put it on, and then returned to the suspicious house. After sneaking into the yard, Jon leaned against the wall and took out the cloak from his pocket. Something in the shape of an ear.

Put one end against your ear, and the other end stretches into the crack of the door under the effect of magic power.

Some of George Fred's inventions are already finished products, such as the telescopic ear that Jon is using now, which can provide him with great help.

And after the other end of the retractable ear poked into the door, the voice in the room also clearly reached Jon's ears.

"I'm really fed up! Your cooking is terrible, Kevin! At least pack something back from those Muggle restaurants! Why put this on us?"

"If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it! There are two carrots in the kitchen, you can eat them! Don't forget what we are doing, those two people are very vigilant, if they find us throwing out the garbage, there will be many outsiders." Bringing a box will definitely set them off!"

"Carrots are carrots! Better than eating this plate of shit! Rufis? What are you doing in the kitchen? Bring me those two radishes!"

"Sorry, I have already bitten them, if you still want to eat, I see there are some onions in the basket."

"You idiot! Do you want me to eat raw onions? Give me the carrot in your hand!"

"Your voice is too loud, don't wake up the family upstairs."

At this time, there was a sound of "click, click" like eating a carrot.

"Then add a stun spell to them. I really don't understand. Are they crazy? They actually asked us to follow Dumbledore's people. This is England. If something is discovered in the first place, it shouldn't be Those Aurors?"

"Don't question the decisions above, we can just do it, and don't you know what level the Aurors and our colleagues are? These two days they are about to bring the city upside down."

"I just want to know how long we have to suffer here! Next time, don't cook, I think it might be healthier for us to eat raw ingredients directly!"

"Stay until Snape shows up, if you want to chow down on raw beef, you can go now."

Hearing this, Jon cautiously retracted his retractable ears.

People in the back room will just have endless nagging, and no more valuable information.

Jon didn't need any other information, he could judge a lot of things based on these alone. He deftly climbed over the fence again, returned to the alley and took off the invisibility cloak.

This group of people is obviously related to Voldemort but not Voldemort's people. They just said Aurors and colleagues, and now the only wizards who are blatant in this city, except for the British Aurors, are the Death Eaters.

It means that these people are actually Death Eaters!

But they are obviously not working for Voldemort, so whose orders are they obeying?
Jon pondered the obvious question, which is of course a good guess.

Death Eaters will only be loyal to one person, since it is not the current Voldemort, it can only be another one!
What surprised Jon most about this discovery was that another Voldemort II reconnected with a group of people so quickly to continue serving him.

He thought that in the state where his soul was burned by the fire of Nirvana in Hogwarts Castle at that time, he would have to be honest for at least a year and a half, but it turned out that less than a month had passed.

Are these people one of the two gangs that Snape said?
If not, besides Voldemort One, Voldemort Two, and him and Lily, who are looking for Snape in this city, will there be other people?
Just when Jon was thinking about this question, as if fate deliberately wanted to fulfill his conjecture, a familiar figure suddenly hurried past him.

(End of this chapter)