"Salazar thought it was the wrong route. He had an argument with Loina, so their relationship quickly froze and broke. He left the castle and began to study black magic."
"In the end, he died from the backlash of black magic." Jon nodded. He had heard this story before. "But why did Ravenclaw die?"
"I don't know. Ever since Salazar left the castle, she locked herself in her room all day. The fact that Helena stole her crown made her mental state even more unstable … Perhaps, you can find the answer in this pair of glasses."
"But this seems to be just an ordinary pair of glasses. There's nothing special about it. The magic waves are also very weak. I can't feel anything."
"That's because your magic level is not high enough. Loina's things are still too profound for you now."
Jon was speechless.
Fine, he was too weak.
"Keep this pair of glasses first. When you go home during the holidays, we'll see what we can find out." Helga put away his sadness and watched Jon put the glasses into the secret compartment of the ring. "Now, let's see how your practice of the magic spell is going."
...
Jon's magic level had actually improved a lot. He had diligently studied in Hogwarts for a whole month, so he had at least gained something.
"You're still not familiar with the Phantom Body Curse, but you're pretty good at the other curses. Maybe it's because the difficulty of the Phantom Body Curse has increased after I modified it for you. Do you want me to modify it again?"
Helga's kindness did not sound good. Jon shook his head. "No need. I haven't practiced the Illusion spell for long. Maybe it's because I haven't used it often, so I can't use it well. But I'll try my best to get more familiar with it."
"Up to you. I shouldn't worry so much about such a small thing."
Helga watched Jon practice once and said a few words before returning to the world of the portrait. Jon raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already past midnight.
？ Where did he spend the time?
He didn't notice it at all.
Then he realized that he was already late today, and it took him a lot of time to open the drawer at the beginning.
He had been so focused on the transformation that he didn't notice how long it had taken.
To think that Helga was still in the mood to watch him do such a boring thing.
After stuffing everything back into the ring, Jon cast a Phantom Body Spell on himself. Then, he left the study and went downstairs. His mind was spinning with some thoughts. Of course, it had nothing to do with the glasses he just got.
He felt that all the legendary figures he had met in his life were all women. For example, in the Wizard World, his family's ancestor and the founder of the Wizard World, who he had inherited part of their legacy, were all legendary witches. In the Muggle World, the most respected queen was a kind old lady who walked in the gaps of time …
Could it be that the Queen was also a Wizard?
That shouldn't be the case. The royal bloodline had been passed down for many centuries. If they were all of the Wizard's bloodline, they wouldn't be so cruel to the Wizard of the Middle Ages.
Well … in fact, it was hard to say. Killing each other was not uncommon anywhere.
In the middle of the night, the Hogwarts Castle was too quiet. No students came out to visit the castle at night. Even Filch, who was guarding the castle, had gone to sleep. The whole castle fell into silence.
Jon liked the quiet, which had something to do with his personality. The reason why he dreamed of becoming a scholar instead of a powerful Wizard was because a powerful Wizard like Dumbledore was always busy with all kinds of things. The only thing that he didn't have time to solve was his own problems.
That kind of life, perhaps Dumbledore would gladly endure it … Even if he did, he didn't need to be busy to ease the guilt in his heart towards someone. But Jon couldn't do that.
It wasn't that he couldn't, it was that he didn't want to.
There were many ways to make life exciting, but these ways never included locking one's own person into something.
"That's not life," Jon said softly as he stood at the top of the stairs. "That's self-imprisonment. You'll go crazy."
But should he go back to the dormitory at this time?
Of course not. This was a good opportunity for him to go to a place that he normally couldn't go to.
He still remembered that when Harry Potter was a third-year student, he couldn't get the guardian's signature to go to Hogsmeade Village. It was with the help of the Cloak of Invisibility and the secret passage that he snuck into Hogsmeade Village.
Now he had the powerful Illusion Spell, the map of the survival point was in his hands, and he could roughly remember the location of the secret passage.
It was a secret passage hidden behind the statue of a one-eyed witch. In the corridor on the fourth floor, there was a secret passage behind the statue that led to Honey Duke.
However, the road on the fourth floor was really bad. There were dozens of stairs up and down, and some of them were still moving restlessly.
Fortunately, the map of the survival point was a treasure.
"Hmm? Dumbledore isn't in the office again? "
Jon glanced at the location of the headmaster's office on the map, but he wasn't in the mood to investigate. He couldn't enter the headmaster's office anyway.
After a while, even with the help of the map, Jon, who was still dizzy from the stairs, finally arrived in front of the statue of the hunchback witch.
He remembered the spell very well. He reached out his wand and gently tapped the statue of the hunchback witch.
"Separate left and right."
The hunchback of the statue immediately separated, and the hole was big enough for a slightly thin adult to go in. For a child of Jon's size, it was naturally not difficult for him to go in.
With a crisp sound, the statue closed. Jon trembled, lost his footing, and quickly slid forward.
He didn't know how long he slid, but Jon finally touched the wet and cold ground.
He stood up and looked around him.
It was dark all around, so Jon raised his wand and chanted, "Fluorescent Flash!"
A silver light bloomed from Jon's wand, illuminating the surrounding darkness.
This was a very narrow and low passage.
The air in the tunnel was stuffy, and the darkness made Jon a little uncomfortable. After all, Hufflepuff's tunnels were warm and short.
Jon walked for about an hour in the tunnel. If it weren't for the abundant magic in his body, it was estimated that it would have been difficult to maintain the Fluorescent Spell along the way. The duration of the Illusion Spell was only an hour, and it would have been over by now.
After casting a new Illusion Spell on himself, Jon got out of the floor door, climbed the stairs, and then came to Honey Duke's shop.
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