Flying was an addictive activity.
Even Scully, who was very reluctant at first, let out a sound of satisfaction when the cool breeze blew past him.
"Ahhh!"
Then his mouth was covered by Feren.
"Alright, we are going to be in the air above the arena, don't make a sound."
Jon cast a large area illusion spell and [Vanish]. Although they were standing quite far away, it was better to be safe than sorry.
"But it's obvious that we can't see anything clearly here."
Standing in the area covered by the large illusion spell, Jon and the other three could see each other clearly.
This spell was like the Shielding Spell around Chown's residence. It had the feeling of creating an independent space.
Although it was a [Pseudo Independent Space], it still had the edge of an independent space and could provide a certain concealment effect.
As long as Dumbledore didn't take the initiative to expose it, no one could see them.
As for the problem of not being able to see the details of the competition, Jon had already thought about it.
"I'm already prepared."
Jon clearly didn't make the decision to watch the competition in this way. Although he didn't plan to watch the competition at first, he suddenly remembered that there was indeed something worth watching in today's competition.
The game between Snape and Quirrell, as well as Hermione Granger burning Snape.
Fortunately, the four people standing here had a rough idea of what was going on. At least they had already figured out which professor was good and which professor was bad.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if they made a mistake while organizing the records.
Jon raised his hand and took out a telescope from his ring. He used a duplication spell to duplicate the telescope into four and then distributed them to the three of them.
"Can you hold on with your magic power? I'm afraid our magic won't be able to hold up for too long in the air. Even if your magic is much stronger than ours, after a long time, you only need to hold up for yourself. Later on, it will be the four of us. The amount of magic required to resist gravity shouldn't be too little. What if you can't hold up for us? "
"Don't worry, it's not like you don't know what my identity is. The castle has the ability to buff me, so it's not as difficult for me to use magic as it is for you."
Jon said softly, "And your magic power is not weak. Compared to Wizard of the same age, you are already very good. At least you can stay in the air for a while."
Although the world of magic was under the control of Newton, with the addition of the element of magic, there were many more ways to go against classical mechanics.
If he didn't need to fly, it wouldn't be difficult to just float in the air.
At least, Jon didn't think it was a difficult task.
The effects of the binoculars were pretty good. Following Jon's directions, Stephen and the other two found Hermione and Ron sitting in the student seats, as well as Snape and Quirrell sitting in the teachers' seats.
They came just in time, for they saw Snape and Quirrell wrestling with Harry Potter's broom.
"Who do you think will win?"
Four people hidden behind binoculars were talking as they watched.
The topic was started by Scully, so Fran naturally followed up. "I think it will be Professor Snape. I feel that Professor Quirrell is quite weak."
"If we're talking about individual strength, I also think it will be Professor Snape. But didn't Jon say that Professor Quirrell has someone helping him?"
"Even if someone is helping, they have to look at the situation. In this situation, all the teachers are present, how can that person appear?"
The three of them were in a heated discussion, while Jon was silent at the side.
He didn't look at the confrontation between Snape and Quirrell. Instead, he focused his gaze on Hermione and Ron, preparing to see when Hermione would start the fire.
And even he himself didn't know why he was so eager for Snape to be set on fire.
Perhaps this was an inexplicable and mysterious feeling!
In fact, Jon's estimation of the time was about right. Not long after they stood there, Hermione in the Gryffindor spectator seats started to move.
She struggled to pass through the crowd and came to the teachers' stand where Snape was. She walked quickly along the row of seats behind all the teachers.
During this process, she bumped into Professor Quirrell, causing him to fall to the front row of seats. She didn't even stop to say sorry.
But Jon and the other three noticed this, because the process of Harry's casting of the spell could not be interrupted.
Quirrell's casting of the spell was naturally interrupted when Hermione bumped into him. But Snape didn't notice this and continued to cast the spell.
But without any resistance, even if he was trying to dispel the spell, it seemed like he was casting some strange spell.
Luckily, Hermione finally reached Snape's side. She squatted down, took out her magic wand and whispered a few words.
Bright blue flames leaped out from her magic wand and flew towards the hem of Snape's long robe.
"It's about time."
Jon mumbled. "When Snape realizes that he's asleep, Harry should be able to return to normal."
Since the show was over, there was no need to continue standing there. Although Jon wasn't afraid of exhausting his magical power, the longer he stayed here, the more dangerous it would be.
After returning to the training ground, Stephen and the other two naturally returned to the castle to work.
But an accident quickly happened again.
Scully suddenly disappeared.
When Stephen was telling the story, he mentioned the abnormality. It was probably because Scully was under too much pressure recently and couldn't take it anymore.
Because he was the most idle person, Jon took over the task of finding him.
"What's wrong with you?"
Jon found Scully in the mountains outside the Hogwarts. The latter was sitting on a rock with his arms crossed, watching the sunset.
"Nothing, I'm just a little down."
Jon, who already understood the cause and effect of the incident, sat beside Scully and chatted with him.
"A hundred people have a hundred different opinions. No matter what you do, it's impossible to satisfy everyone. Don't take this seriously."
Jon twisted his neck and patted Scully's arm.
"Then how do you deal with such emotions? Can you really not care about other people's opinions? "
"Of course, why care about other people's opinions? No one can take care of everyone. And you have to know, in this world, not everyone is human.
Alright, pull yourself together. You're a Wizard, don't be defeated so easily. "
Jon stood up from the ground and looked at the lights in Hogsmeade Village. He suddenly remembered that in a few days, it would be Christmas.
It was the holidays.
"Scully, merry Christmas."
Scully looked up in confusion. Seeing Jon's figure with his arms open, he grinned.
"Merry Christmas, brother."
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