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Chapter 327

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Hard work paid off, especially for a big shot in academia like Professor Sprout. With an astonishing amount of knowledge, the amount of useful information that they could access in a short period of time had increased.

According to the research of the past magic world on the relics of the gods, plus her own interpretation of the Kastene manuscript, she still knew more about the relics of the gods than she did not know.

The only problem was that her understanding was limited to the Western gods, and according to its geographical location, ancient Egypt could actually be considered an Eastern god.

However, these two things had something in common, so Professor Sprout soon came up with a solution.

"I'll control it?"

Jon looked at Professor Sprout's face and felt that the professor was joking with him.

Yes, he did have a relatively good talent compared to others, and he also had an excellent bloodline and Helga's protection, but these were not bargaining chips that he could use to fight against a god.

Even if it was a dead god, it was still a god.

Even Professor Sprout himself had said that anything related to gods, even if it was a dead god, would be far from ordinary.

Even if it was a foregone conclusion, he did not intend to go head-to-head with a god.

So far, everything he had done was to make himself live a better life. Whether it was helping Dumbledore do something or rejecting Dumbledore's invitation, he only had one starting point in everything he did, and that was to benefit himself.

He was not an exquisite egoist, but living in the Mysterious World, strengthening oneself was the most normal thing to do.

Great love knows no bounds, and he would only be qualified to show kindness when he was strong enough.

However, Professor Sprout's description of him was too frightening. Jon did not think that being eroded by a god was a fantasy story. Helga had become a demigod, and Jon could more or less understand how some mysterious powers worked.

If Helga could lure someone in the world to become her believer, and then transform herself into a fake body of hers in the human world, then there was no reason that one of the more powerful Nine Pillar Gods of ancient Egypt, Orysses, could not do the same.

The power of the gods existed in the rules, and the rules that they controlled might change, but they would never disappear with the passage of time.

"According to your opinion, what should I do?"

Jon asked.

"I don't know how to do it exactly, but you just have to use this thing more often. It will allow you to control it more closely, but don't let it control you in turn. This is actually a test of your willpower. If you don't have such strong willpower, I suggest you don't try this."

Professor Sprout did not say with absolute certainty, although she was pretty sure that Jon would not have any problems using the gloves. After all, the original owner of the gloves, God, had passed away. If he wanted to return to this world with a pair of gloves, he would have to pay a high price.

In the environment of the real world, the power that a god could exert was not necessarily much stronger than Dumbledore's.

Therefore, as soon as this matter was over, she had to rush back to Dumbledore and report Jon's situation.

Why was there always such strange things happening around this child?

Professor Sprout was very puzzled.

"Well, if that's the case, then I'll try it carefully."

Jon sighed. He did not want to wear this pair of gloves all the time. If he wore gloves in the summer, people would probably think he was a pervert.

He had just tried it, and the gloves greatly affected his use of magic. For example, the Phantom Spell did not work on the gloves at all.

It was probably because the gloves were carried by the gods for too long, so the material became special.



In the end, the matter of the gloves was left unsettled.

Jon could not use the gloves for the time being because he did not know how to read ancient Egyptian.

Learning a foreign language well was always very important when one was not paying attention to it. Before learning how to pronounce these two sentences, Chown could not use this glove.

Therefore, he could only stay in the house during this time and try not to go out as much as possible.

"But I think with your talent, a few days will be enough. Even if you don't have the ability to learn all of ancient Egyptian, learning a few sentences should not be a problem."

Professor Sprout was always full of confidence in Jon, even though Jon himself did not have much confidence.

"I'll try my best."

Jon stuffed a long blanket into Professor Sprout's box. Jon had just asked Secretary Jin to buy this box for Professor Sprout.

"By the way, about the Wizard who was secretly spying on you that day, the Ministry of Magic has already made a decision."

Professor Sprout said while putting the gifts that Jon had bought for her and the other professors into the box.

"Oh? That's surprising. They are so efficient. "

It was obviously normal for Jon to complain about the efficiency of the Ministry of Magic. Even Professor Sprout did not find it surprising. She just smiled and patted Jon, then continued to talk.

"With Dumbledore exerting pressure, of course it's more efficient. He's a wizard from the Mediterranean Sea. He took advantage of this academic conference to come here. When the Ministry of Magic's people went to catch him, he had already escaped and didn't leave any traces behind. I reckon he's already left the British border and won't be coming back anytime soon."

That person must have come for the box. Maybe he knew how to get the gloves out of Jon's hands. Although Jon would not hand over the gloves, it was still a clue.

Now that the clue was gone, of course, Jon was not surprised.

If he really wanted to rely on the Ministry of Magic to do anything, he would not have asked Professor Sprout to teach him ancient Egyptian.

"Thank the principal for me. I will solve this problem as soon as possible before school starts." He waved his hand and took out two small pen holders from the bookshelf. "Bring these two pen holders to the principal for me, professor."

"Actually, you don't have to prepare so many gifts at all. I think Professor Flick and the others won't mind if you don't prepare gifts for them."

"It's not the same. The professors don't mind, but this is a gift from me."

Who would not like a gift? Especially when it was given by their own students.

When Professor Sprout heard this, he didn't continue to refuse. Instead, he closed the box and was ready to leave.

"Feel free to write to me if you need anything."

She said before leaving.

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