Although this thing was helpful to his research, Professor Sprout was not interested in this dream creation method at all.
This thing wasn't suitable for a Wizard who walked the path of magic. The first restriction was that one had to witness the existence of the Deep Blue Sea. Otherwise, there was no way to create a qualified dream to preserve one's soul. Furthermore, this thing could only be used after one died. For Professor Sprout, this thing wasn't useful at all.
"I don't think so."
Jon closed his notebook and took out the ring from his pocket. He put it on his finger.
He didn't know where the glove was hidden in his body. He didn't feel anything, but fortunately, he put it away.
"Professor, if Voldemort gets his hands on this magic, do you think it can strengthen him?"
"Maybe. After all, he's in a soul state now. This thing does enhance the soul, and according to the current records, it should have a certain effect on nurturing the soul."
Jon's question was indeed interesting. Although Professor Sprout didn't want to talk about Voldemort at this time, it wasn't a big deal since it was already discussed.
After all, Voldemort had just escaped from the Hogwarts not long ago, so he should be in a wounded state now.
"Actually, I'm a little interested in this technology, but it's useless to me. Maybe Principal Dumbledore will be more interested in it. I have my own research and learning direction now, so I can't switch to this kind of thing at the last minute."
"But this thing is really suitable for me."
Jon grinned and said, "My identity is special, and my research direction is the existence of the Age of Gods. And I have indeed seen that great will."
Professor Sprout suddenly realized something. "I forgot about that. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Principal Helga in a portrait for a long time. Is the founder doing well?"
As the dean of Hufflepuff Academy, Professor Sprout always knew some mysterious information that was not known to outsiders.
"The ancestor is still in a deep sleep, but I think it won't be long before she wakes up. When that time comes, she should be able to communicate with the outside world through the portrait."
"Ah, that's good. I have a suggestion before, and I want to know if the founder approved it."
"What?"
Jon keenly sensed something, but he couldn't understand it.
What suggestion?
"Nothing, just a small matter. Since you've already put that thing away, I should go back. Speaking of which, I've already stayed here for more than a day. "
"Professor, aren't you going to eat before you leave? I have some good Chinese food here. "
"Really?"
Professor Sprout nodded with interest. "That works too. I haven't eaten Chinese food in a long time."
…
After the meal.
When Professor Sprout teleported back to Hogwarts, it was already late at night. Because it was too late, she didn't teleport directly into the school. Instead, she wandered around the streets of Hogsmeade for a while.
There were few people on Hogsmeade Street at night. Professor Sprout wandered to the door of a bar.
Although the lights in this bar were off, it was not closed.
In such a dark night, it shouldn't be a big deal to have a drink.
So the witch opened the door of the bar.
"Sorry, we're already closed."
The boss behind the counter said in a muffled voice. However, Professor Sprout did not respond.
"A glass of Caligia, thank you."
The boss behind the counter heard Professor Sprout's voice and immediately turned around.
A gentle expression appeared on his face. Although his voice was still muffled, his tone had become much softer.
"Oh, long time no see, Pomona."
The boss poured a glass of wine for Professor Sprout from behind the counter and poured one for himself.
He snapped his fingers, and the oil lamp next to the counter immediately lit up. The candlelight flickered and illuminated the wood on the counter.
"Abforth, long time no see indeed."
Professor Sprout looked at the hundred-year-old man in front of her. The two didn't even exchange pleasantries. After she took a sip of wine, she went straight to the point.
"I've found a way to do the thing I told you before, but it might take a while."
This news made Abforth very shocked. His hand holding the wine glass faintly trembled.
"You're telling the truth?"
"Of course. If it wasn't possible, I wouldn't have come to you."
Professor Sprout's words seemed to reassure the old man. But then she continued, "But even if she really exists, she won't come back to life in this world. If you want to see her again, you might have to wait until after you die."
"I can, of course I can. I've waited for so many years, I don't mind waiting a little longer. Besides, after this matter is over, I won't have anything to worry about."
Both of them knew what he was talking about. Voldemort still existed in this world, so Abforth couldn't leave this world without any scruples.
Although he had many complaints about his elder brother, he was still his only family in this world, so he had to help Abforth.
And the one he hated wasn't Abforth.
Since he was done talking, there was no need to stay here for a long time. Professor Sprout drank the wine in his glass and left.
She returned to the academy. The Hogwarts at night was filled with silence and peace. She couldn't imagine how this peace would be disturbed by the return of the Black Devil.
Now, she could only hope that Abforth's plan was effective and successful.
She suddenly thought of Jon, but immediately cleared this terrifying thought from her mind. Of course, she hoped that a true warrior would emerge from Hufflepuff to face and defeat Voldemort. But out of selfishness, she didn't want that person to be Jon.
Even if Jon had such strength, she didn't want such a thing to happen.
That was why it was selfishness.
True love and care for a person. No matter how much she hoped that this person could be independent, she still hoped that this person could continue to be safe, unless some things were unavoidable.
But facing Voldemort wasn't unavoidable.
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