Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

Although this thing is helpful to my own research, Professor Sprout is not interested in this dream-making method at all.

This thing is completely unsuitable for a wizard who takes the usual magic route to use, because the first limitation is to have witnessed the existence of the deep blue sea, otherwise there is no way to give birth to a qualified dream. Save the soul, and this thing can only be used after the person dies. As far as Professor Sprouse is concerned, she doesn't need this thing at all.

"I don't think it's necessary."

Jon closed the notebook, took out the ring from his pocket again, and put it on his finger.

Now he doesn't know where the gloves are stored in his body. He doesn't feel anything, but fortunately, they have been put away.

"Professor, do you think if this magic is obtained by Voldemort, will it be able to strengthen his power?"

"Perhaps, after all, he is now in a soul state. This thing is indeed aimed at improving the soul, and from the current record, it should have a certain role in nurturing the soul."

Jon's proposal is indeed a more interesting one. Although Professor Sprout does not want to discuss Voldemort at this time, since it is discussed, it is not a major event.

After all, Voldemort had just escaped from Hogwarts not long ago, and he should be in an injured state now.

"In fact, I am still a little moved about this technology, but unfortunately it is of no use to me. Maybe Headmaster Dumbledore will be more interested. I now have my own research direction and learning direction, impossible temporary conversion Learn this thing."

"But this thing really suits me?"

Jon said with a smile: "My identity is special, and my research direction is The existence of the age of gods, and I have indeed seen that great will."

Speaking of which, Professor Sprout also reflected: "I forget this, speaking of which, I have been speaking of which for a long time. I haven't seen Helga headmaster on the portrait. How is the founder?"

As the house head of Hufflepuff, Professor Sprout always knows some mysterious news that is unknown to outsiders.

"My ancestor is still asleep, but I think it won’t take too long before she wakes up. When the time comes, her elder should be able to communicate with the outside world through portrait."

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"Ah, that's good. I just had a proposal before. I really want to know if the founder passed it?"

"What?"

Jon I keenly felt the news, but didn't understand it.

What proposal?

"Nothing, a small matter. Now that you have installed that thing, I should go back, speaking of which I have stayed here for more than a day."

"Will the professor leave without finishing the meal? I have some good Chinese food here."

"Really?"

Professor Sprout nodded with interest: "That's okay, I really haven't eaten Chinese food for a long time."

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After a meal.

When Professor Sprout used Disapparation to return to Hogwarts, it was already late at night. Because it was too late, she did not move directly into the school, but walked for a while on the streets of Hogsmeade.

The silhouette of Hogsmeade at night is sparse, Professor Sprout strolled around and walked to the entrance of a bar.

Although the lights are turned off in this bar, the doors are not closed.

In such a night, a drink is not a major event, right?

So witch opened the door of the bar.

"Sorry, we are closed."

The Boss who was cleaning behind the counter said muffledly, but Professor Sprout did not respond.

"A cup of Carrigia, thank you."

The Boss behind the counter heard Professor Sprout's voice and turned around immediately.

A gentle expression appeared on his face. Although his voice was still muffled, his tone had become much softer.

"Oh, long time no see, Pomona."

Boss made a glass of wine for Professor Sprout from behind the counter, and then poured himself another glass.

He snapped his fingers, and the oil lamp next to the counter immediately lit up, and between the flickering candlelight, the wood grain on the counter was clearly illuminated.

"Aberforth, it is indeed a long time no see."

Professor Sprout looked at the one-hundred-year-old man in front of him. The two of them didn't even have a greeting. After a sip of wine, she cut directly to the topic.

"I have found a way for the thing I told you before, but it may take a while to realize it."

This news shocked Aberforth. He The hands holding the goblet were trembling faintly.

"What you said is true?"

"Of course, if there is no implemented probability, I will not come to you."

Professor Sprout What she said seemed to be a reassurance for the old man, but then she said: "But even if she really exists, she will not come back to life in this world, if you want to see her again , May have to wait until after you die."

"I can, of course I can, I have been waiting for so many years, not bad for this period of time, and after the end of this matter, I have nothing I'm worried about it."

The things he said, both people knew in their hearts. Voldemort still exists in this world, so Aberforth has no way to leave this world unscrupulously.

Although there are so many complaints about his big brother, but after all, he is his only relative in this world, he still has to help Albus do things.

And it was not Albus that he hated.

Now that the words are finished, there is no need to stay here for a long time. Professor Sprout drank the wine in the glass and left here.

She returned to school. The Hogwarts at night was full of tranquility and tranquility. It was difficult for her to imagine how this tranquility would be disturbed by the return of the Dark Lord.

Now, I just hope that Albus's plan is effective and can work smoothly.

She suddenly thought of Jon, but immediately erased the terrifying idea from her mind-she certainly hoped that Hufflepuff would have a real champion to face and defeat Voldemort, but out of selfishness, She didn't want this person to be Jon.

Even if Jon has such strength, she does not want such a thing to happen.

That's why it is selfishness.

True love for a person’s performance, no matter how much she hopes that person can be alone, she always hopes that this person can always be safe, unless something is unavoidable,

— —But facing Voldemort, it is not inevitable.