In the Dark Forest, death was not a big deal.
Besides, the one who died was an old man who had left the Dark Forest a long time ago. Even if the old witch still remembered their friendship, she would not want to help Theodore take revenge.
What revenge?
Was she very familiar with Theodore?
They were both Black Wizards, so there was no need for them to be romantically involved, right?
After living for so many years, Christie had long been used to seeing life and death. She did not care who died, as long as she was still alive.
She crossed Theodore's name off the pillar, then tilted her head and thought for a while, and asked, "Did you get the formula back?"
"Yes, I got it back."
The young Black Wizard seemed a little cautious and timid, but it was not his fault. No one could do better than standing in front of an old witch who was more than 150 years old. "The real formula was hidden in the secret compartment under the floor. The people of the British Ministry of Magic did not find out that they took the fake formula, and they did not even know that it was the formula of the life-prolonging potion."
"That's normal. That old geezer, Theolexi, usually likes to put things under his nose and look at them. Only that formula would be hidden by him. Take the formula to Lucas and see if he can make a few potions before the visit."
"Yes."
The young Black Wizard nodded and replied, "But, has the date of this year's celebration not been set yet? My lord? "
"The time of the Full Moon Pilgrimage isn't fixed to begin with. It's just a coincidence that it started around the same time for so many years. Six hundred years ago, that lord only instructed our ancestors about the Full Moon Pilgrimage, but he didn't leave behind a method to calculate the time of the pilgrimage. However, it should be around this time, not too far away."
"Then I will inform everyone to get ready."
"Of course, the snake is gone. We should also celebrate."
… …
Jon felt that his life had been deviating from the track recently.
The original track was always easily changed by some things, and the saying that plans could not keep up with changes was most fully reflected in him.
It was really not a good feeling.
It was like a very lost feeling. Under the influence of this feeling, Jon always felt that he would be out of control no matter what he did, and the final result of that was the collapse of a certain plan.
Jon could accept a bad result, but he was very afraid that such bad results would follow one after another.
It was not impossible. After all, if there were some bad things that could happen, then no matter what, it would definitely happen.
In particular, Jon's plan had a very fatal flaw. If these plans were to be compared to a game, then he had indeed thought about what he would do in this game from the beginning, but he did not expect that during this period of time, new members kept joining the game with him, which was why he faintly felt that he could not control the situation.
Helga was an accident, Rowling was an accident, but in any case, these accidents were on his side, and Jon did not know about Dumbledore's current thoughts, and there was also Grindvall, who was hiding in the dark.
Jon did not think that the prison built by Grindvall in Newmengard could hold Grindvall, and if that big boss one day came out … Jon reckoned that he would have a headache.
In addition to the subsequent unfolding of the plot, Jon did not know how long he had not done his own research. Because Helga's results were pleasing a few months ago, Jon basically did not touch his research notes after that. Basically, he spent all his time improving his magic and potion skills.
Although it was said that sharpening the knife would not delay the work of cutting wood, he had been sharpening the knife for too long recently.
Speaking of which, he did not know if Stephen had come up with a good plan after such a long time at home. If there was a good plan, perhaps it would give him some ideas to deal with the frequent accidents that might occur in the future.
Speaking of which, he had previously asked Anthony to keep an eye out for the method that the Holy See used to train warriors who were not Wizard, and he did not know if Anthony had found it.
"Mr. Rhine, you can board the plane now."
The blonde flight attendant with a sweet smile walked to Jon's side and gently reminded him.
Jon put away the newspaper in his hand … Although he had been brainstorming and did not read the contents of the newspaper at all, a well-mannered gentleman would not do such a thing.
He did not know if it was because of Lohat's influence, but he had recently become more and more fond of acting in all kinds of situations.
He stood up and walked in the direction pointed by the flight attendant. The flight attendant maintained a smile and followed Jon. After all, there were not many people in the VIP lounge, and Jon was not bad looking and seemed to have a lot of money, so naturally, the flight attendant was willing to take a few more glances.
After Jon got the feedback he wanted, he did not continue to send out signals. He really did not want to do anything romantic here.
He was only Lohat's student, not Lohat himself, so he did not have the mood to do these messy affairs.
Moreover, he wanted to take advantage of this period of time to focus on the magic research that he had put on hold before.
The blonde flight attendant did not receive any response, so she naturally left.
There was a lot of space in the first-class cabin. Lying on the chair, Jon recalled his research progress and pretended to read a magazine.
In fact, the flight took off in the afternoon, and the journey was only a little more than an hour. They would probably arrive in the evening. There was not much time difference between the two places, so Jon did not need much time to think.
Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he just wanted to pass the time. Otherwise, this time would be wasted.
In his mind, he simply sorted out the recent events. This kind of fragmented time was the most suitable for sorting out these contents. Jon sorted out the order and began to think about how to tell Dumbledore these things when he returned to school.
In the past, Helga was the one who dealt with it. If there was anything, Helga would first talk to Dumbledore, and then Jon would see if he should personally talk to Dumbledore. If it was not necessary, Jon would never face the headmaster directly.
However, now that Helga was asleep, he did not have the ability to enter and leave the Demon Fairy Castle at will. Coupled with the matter of Joanne, Jon naturally could not avoid Dumbledore like before.
While he was thinking, the plane arrived.
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