It was still early.
In the school at five in the morning on a Sunday, not many people woke up from their sleep. In the hazy fog, the atmosphere was peaceful and quiet.
The little animals in the Forbidden Forest would come out at this time. After staying here for a long time, Jon was familiar with these animals.
But today, the animals seemed a little different. Jon had already seen the same rabbit walk in front of him three times, as if it was lost.
Wait a minute, maybe he was the one who got lost.
Jon flicked his finger lightly, and the magical force field instantly expanded.
His magical force field was connected to the small boundary of the training ground. After it was activated near the training ground, it would naturally be strengthened and monitor the surrounding area.
It didn't take too long to wait for the results. Chown glanced at his route and understood what was going on.
He had been played for a fool.
But this kind of Disorientating Magic could not trap him, and there were too many traces of the spellcaster in the magic.
So after Jon walked out of the predicament, the first thing he did was to find Snape, who was hiding in the dense forest.
"I don't mean to say this, professor, but this level of magic is not at your level."
Snape did not take this seriously. He glanced at Jon expressionlessly.
"I did not intend to trap you. I just wanted to remind you to be more careful. Something happened in the Forbidden Forest."
"What happened?"
Jon did not think much of it. When Harry was in his first year, there was nothing worth making a fuss about. What happened in the next few years was really endless. "I think the things here are still within my control. But Professor, aren't you going to be the judge today? Won't you be tired from waiting for me here so early in the morning? "
"I won't be tired like this. Always acting over there is also a huge test on my mental state."
It was rare for Snape to say something witty, so Jon laughed along.
But both of them knew very well that this was not something to be said seriously.
"Don't tell me you have an appointment to meet someone here? Because you are afraid that I will ruin it, you set up a Disorientating Magic in front of my house? "
Snape nodded.
"I originally planned to meet Quirrell here today. You know, he's been like a piece of trash recently. He hasn't made any progress."
"But it seems that the person who was invited didn't show up, or he planned to show up at another time."
Jon clapped his hands, and the spell behind him disappeared. "You don't have to do that. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I won't hold you back."
"I hope so."
Snape asked curiously, "But why are you up so early?"
"Nothing much. I just woke up early and decided to go out for a walk."
Jon was not lying. He was purely out for a walk today, and meeting Snape was also an accident.
Snape was a rather dull person, and Jon also became dull when he was with such a person, so there was not much to talk about when they were together.
The atmosphere quickly turned awkward.
But Snape had obviously experienced such situations many times. As he often ridiculed his students, Jon took the initiative to break the ice.
"I still have something to do, so I'll go back first. Don't worry, when I come out later, I will use the Illusion Spell to cover myself. And I will also try my best to pay attention to the surroundings."
Snape nodded his head in silence.
— — It was so awkward.
On the way back, Jon rubbed the goosebumps on the back of his hand. He didn't know if it was because of the cold or because of the awkwardness.
But no matter what the reason was, it was no longer important.
Jon could roughly guess what Snape was going to do in the Forbidden Forest.
Calculating the time, after today's competition, it seemed that something related to Voldemort was going to happen in the Forbidden Forest.
The death of the unicorn, and the strengthening of Voldemort.
It was said that if someone drank the unicorn's blood, then that person would definitely suffer endless pain while drinking.
This was a sin.
But just like how Jon knew that the unicorn's fur could be used to create a stable magic array, the unicorn's blood also had the effect of purifying and stabilizing the soul.
To Voldemort, whose soul was on the verge of collapse, drinking the unicorn's blood was something that he had to do when he couldn't get the Sorcerer's Stone.
This was also a very helpless choice.
But for someone like Voldemort, if not for his insatiable greed, he wouldn't have fallen to such a state.
Jon could only say that he deserved it.
He and Voldemort were enemies, so he naturally couldn't sympathize with him.
Loosening his collar, Jon stepped into the barrier of the training ground.
He originally thought that Stephen would still be sleeping in the short 10 minutes he was gone, but when he entered, he saw Stephen sitting in front of the table.
"Why are you awake? Did I wake you up when I left just now? You should have stayed up late yesterday, why don't you sleep a little longer? "
"You came back just in time, I have something to tell you."
Stephen waved his hand, indicating that he wasn't going to sleep. "Just now, our esteemed founder gave me a dream."
"A dream? When? "
Jon was naturally surprised because he knew that Helga was in a deep sleep and could only use a little bit of his consciousness, so he rarely moved. But if this matter was so important that he had to tell Stephen in a dream, why didn't he tell him directly in the Demon Fairy Castle?
He didn't know that when he woke up, Helga's consciousness wasn't active. After he left, Helga's consciousness was active on the floating island.
After hearing Dreier's report, Helga immediately looked for Jon, but Jon was already awake at that time, so he could only settle for the second best and use this method.
"Like I said, just now, if you have to be precise, it's probably after you left.
At that time, I woke up in a daze, then fell asleep again. Then, I dreamt of our founder, and then I woke up and saw myself sitting in front of the table, writing this on a piece of paper. In my mind, I only remember that Her Excellency the Witch asked me to give this to you. "
"What is it?"
Chown opened the note, and the magic code on it seemed to be automatically translated in his eyes. There was no obstacle in reading it.
"She wants me to find Dumbledore and borrow the Dragon Soul Crypt?"
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