Jon had never thought that Lemay and her husband would know that he was Hufflepuff's descendant. He didn't think that Dumbledore would casually reveal this matter.
Because there was no need for this matter to be revealed.
But now that things had come to this, there was no need to think about this anymore.
And the witch in front of him had said that she had seen other members of the Hufflepuff family, which meant that in the past few hundred years, this family had more or less existed.
It was just that they had declined later on.
But what kind of family could last forever?
Even the so-called 28 Holy Clans had only begun to flourish in the past few hundred years.
It wasn't that Jon felt that it was too good, but in this world, the legendary Wizard's strength was basically at the top of the world. If they were to talk about bloodlines, naturally, the legendary Wizard's bloodline was more powerful.
But the two in front of him were indeed like living fossils, and Jon felt that he should get closer to them.
The two old people lived here and didn't usually go out. They were only accompanied by these clocks. Now that the Philosopher's Stone couldn't be used, and the elixir of immortality couldn't be made, the two old people's lives wouldn't continue for long.
So, if Jon really had any ideas, he had to make good use of this period of time.
Jon once said to Stephen, "There are only two steps in the ladder of human progress. The first step is imagination, and the second step is shamelessness."
To put it bluntly, it was to dare to think and dare to do.
Otherwise, all the opportunities would be taken by others, and what would he do?
But these thoughts appeared in his mind, and he didn't say them out loud.
He looked at the black tea in front of him, his heart in turmoil, but he didn't say anything.
He didn't know what to say, but the silence in the air was unusually oppressive. It was so oppressive that Jon had bad thoughts.
It was still stressful. When facing such a person, there was no way to not panic.
Jon suddenly remembered that when he went to see Dumbledore, he was a little better back then. At least he wasn't as flustered as he was now, and he had indeed prepared for a long time.
"Don't be nervous, this is just a normal afternoon tea. We haven't seen an outsider in a long time, especially a special young man like you."
The tea now wasn't actually afternoon tea. The time for afternoon tea had long passed, and it was now evening. In another two hours, the sky would be completely dark.
"You're too kind, I'm just an ordinary student. This is the first time we've met, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Jon, Jon Smith, and I'm indeed a member of the Hufflepuff family. There aren't many people in our family left...
At the very most, there were only four people, which was indeed not a lot.
"The Hufflepuff family's vitality is very strong, and Nicole and I have seen the achievements of your family's Wizard. You really don't need to be so modest, although modesty is a very good virtue."
Madam Lemay gently comforted Jon. Mr. Nicole Lemay didn't seem to hear anything, and only focused on polishing the watch in his hand.
"I don't think you mind accompanying an old woman like me for a while, right?"
"Of course, it would be my pleasure."
Since Madam Lemay had taken the initiative to invite him, Jon wouldn't refuse. Only a fool would reject such a good opportunity.
He raised his head, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip. He took a deep breath.
"Okay, I've successfully switched to human interaction mode."
Jon encouraged himself in his heart. After sitting for a while, his mood had calmed down a lot.
This time, he began to properly size up the witch in front of him.
She had a typical European appearance. Her hair was white, her face was kind, and her eyes were blue, as pure as the ocean.
For a moment, Chown thought that he was looking at the materialization of [Deep Blue Sea].
But he immediately reacted. It was indeed impolite to look at others like this, but the sun outside was shining on Madam Lemay's head. The silvery-white light was like the precious white silk made in Huaxia. It looked dignified and luxurious, but also very approachable.
What was it?
He thought of a saying. It didn't seem appropriate to use it here, but there was no better way to describe it.
There was an ancient Huaxia saying, "When a person is about to die, his words are kind."
Madam Lemay seemed to be shrouded in this kind of aura. She gave off a feeling of death, and it reflected the light of the evening sun.
Jon was dazed by this feeling. He subconsciously asked, "Madam, do you and Mr. Lemay not have much time left?"
After saying this, he immediately reacted and hurriedly apologized.
"What's there to apologize for? What you said wasn't a lie. It's the truth. "
Pérenard Lemay tapped the side of the cup, frankly admitting to Jon's doubts.
"We don't mind facing death. In fact, after living for so many years and seeing so much death, we've already started to accept it."
Pérenard rubbed the peacock pocket watch in front of her chest and smiled.
"Jon, I think you can come and talk to me more often when you're free. This is the first time we've met, but I think we're destined to meet."
"Is that so?" Jon said, "I think so too. Maybe we really do have a lot to talk about."
"Then why don't we start now?"
Pérenard, of course, just wanted to tease Jon. She wasn't a Legendary Witch and couldn't see how strong Jon was. She could tell that Jon was Hufflepuff's descendant for some special reason, but she could only see that Jon was a young child.
He was probably in the third grade?
Pérenard didn't know the details, so she just wanted to pass the time.
After all, she wouldn't be able to find anyone she could trust and was interested in in such a short time.
She wanted to train a descendant because of her relationship with Hufflepuff's family.
It was very lucky to see the descendant of an old friend before she died.
"Why don't we do it now? I want to buy an alchemy pocket watch for a friend. Can you recommend it to me, madam?"
This request was not unreasonable. Pérenard waved her hand and pulled out a pocket watch that she was quite satisfied with from the box.
"Look at this. It's enchanted with Absolute Precision. I designed it myself, but it's been popular for a long time."
She asked softly, "Who do you want to give it to?"
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