Joanne was a person who had received special training.
In the training of agents, acting was also a course. After all, it was impossible for everyone to interact with the same target every time, so they needed to quickly adapt to a variety of identities.
Performers were often the best at observing people's expressions. Joanne had been observing Jon recently.
Although Jon didn't want to appear in the book, and the entire Hufflepuff Academy had to reduce its presence and appearance in the book, this didn't mean that she couldn't observe Jon's daily life.
It was this observation that caused the problem.
For so long, she had never seen Jon angry.
He was like an emotionless rock. No matter what he encountered, he could just smile indifferently and then find the most meaningful solution among the thousands of complicated problems.
The latter could be said to be an outstanding ability, but the former was definitely a little strange.
Who didn't have emotional fluctuations?
Although he sometimes slumped at home like a salted fish, it was only because he was bored.
She always felt that Jon seemed to have a perfect protective shield protecting something, or … trying to hide something.
Today, here, she vaguely understood this matter. Perhaps, Jon was indeed using some mysterious thing to protect himself, or he was obviously repelling something.
"I say, Jon, in fact, if there's anything, you can say it out loud. Why do you have to hide things in your heart?"
The smile on Jon's face froze, then he raised his head and looked at Joanne's face.
Silence.
The wind in the wasteland suddenly became louder. As Jon's eyes became colder and colder, the atmosphere between the two became cold.
Joanne felt that she seemed to have touched on something important, but she didn't know what to do to make Jon return to his previous state.
But before she did anything, the surrounding cold wind calmed down.
There was no expected magic riot, only a smile reappeared on Jon's face, but it looked a little hypocritical.
"Sister, you want to know about me?"
Joanne reflexively denied, but in the end, she nodded.
"Tell me, I promise I won't tell anyone. Anyway, you already know so many things about me, but I don't know enough about you. Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"
She sat back on the cement pipe.
Although she wasn't confident.
"Your heart is beating very fast, which means you are very nervous now."
Jon looked into Joanne's eyes. They were a pair of blue eyes, very charming and very confusing.
"But I'm willing to tell you. After all, this matter is not a big deal."
He said, "Joanne, have you killed anyone?"
…
Of course, Joanne had killed people, but she had almost forgotten what it was like for her first time.
"My first time, not long ago."
"At that time, I was just a new student who had just entered Hogwarts. In fact, I just wanted to finish my studies honestly, there was no other meaning at all."
"But, it was as if someone was secretly watching me. I was targeted by the Black Wizard from America, and in an accident, I interrupted their plan."
"So, they wanted to kill me."
"It was like a dream. A strange story descended upon me. I was targeted, and they sent me a gift."
"A … rather evil gift."
"A strong hint was planted in my soul, and at a certain time, I fell into darkness."
"Do you know where that is?"
"That is the Secret Realm of Death."
"I almost did, but fortunately, someone saved me."
"The legendary Wizard saved me from the hands of death."
"Some people say that when you are infinitely close to death, you can understand the true meaning of life."
"But after I survived, I only knew the importance of life."
"I want to live, so those who want me to die can't live."
"Dumbledore was too kind. He only injured the Black Wizard, and even spared his life. Perhaps he was worried about the consequences, but I didn't want the Black Wizard to leave alive. At least, I almost died, so he should have a taste of death."
"So, with the help of ghosts — you know, ghosts always know a lot of things that students don't — I sneaked out of Hogwarts as usual and found the place where the Black Wizard lived.
It's the shop I went to before. That's where I was targeted.
He was seriously injured, but Dumbledore allowed him to go back to America, so I couldn't do anything about it.
At that time, he was packing his things … I quietly walked behind him and held the rope. Actually, I was very scared at that time, because if the Black Wizard found me, I would probably die. I can't beat him, that's for sure. Besides, a student who violated the school rules and died outside the school, even Dumbledore has no reason to avenge me. "
"I didn't want to die, and I needed revenge."
Jon stared at the ground in front of him and whispered softly, "So I killed him."
"Yes."
Jon looked up at Joanne and repeated calmly, "I killed him, I strangled him with a rope."
"Then …" Joanne swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "And then?"
"And then? At first, I was a little flustered. Then, my heart began to panic and apprehension. In the end, there was no reaction. I sat there for a while, and my heart rate gradually calmed down. Then, I began to clean up the scene. "
"I dragged him out of the room, to the back of the courtyard. There was a small garden there. Then, I poured oil on it and summoned a flame."
"I cleaned up the ground there and cleaned up the ashes. Then, I returned to the castle and lay on the bed.
It was as if nothing had happened.
He was going to leave anyway, so I just assumed that he had left and returned to America. No one would investigate. "
"After that, my life returned to normal. Studying, eating, and taking exams."
"From then on, I would unconsciously be careful. As you can feel, I don't look like a living person. However, I would sometimes wonder, why am I living such a tiring life? "
"But I am afraid. I am a person who cherishes life."
"Can you understand that?"
Joanne looked at the pair of green eyes and felt that there was a sadness behind them that deserved pity.
What a pitiful little boy.
She patted Jon's shoulder and said softly, "Don't worry, I will help you keep your secret."
Jon stood up and turned to smile at Joanne, as if to express his indifference.
Lohat said that the best actor in the world was a liar, and Jon agreed.
It was actually not difficult to gain a person's trust.
People had moments of empathy. Once they felt the other person's weakness and helplessness, they could then treat the other person as one of their own.
In this game, who was the one who gained the trust of whom?
Jon himself did not know.
However, now was not the time to be sad.
Jon said, "Let's go. We have to go back and continue to work."
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