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Chapter 389

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The words' crossing the line 'landed lightly on the ground, but it was powerful and resonant.

People said that after being in a high position for a long time, there would always be a different kind of aura. Joanne had seen it today. When Jon was serious, he was no longer the cute little boy she knew.

"Of course, I don't mean to blame you. In this world, it's rare to have a kind heart. This is a good thing, but it always depends on the place and the occasion.

Sister, you're a very good writer, but there's no need to provoke a great Wizard like Lucius because of an ordinary little witch. After all, the Malfoy family is also an ancient family. They look down on a Muggle like you the most. To them, you're just … there's no need to be angry because of this. "

There were some unpleasant words that did not need to be said in this kind of situation, but even if they were not said, everyone would know.

So Joanne's expression turned ugly for a moment, but she was fine in the blink of an eye.

She was a qualified special investigator and would not let her emotions interfere with her work.

Besides, she had spent so many years in MI0, and it was not like she had never seen such an arrogant Wizard.

Unfortunately, such a Wizard did not live long.

"Actually, this is also a good thing. Seeing it with your own eyes will help you write a more realistic picture of his face. I think he won't fly into a rage just because of a description in a book."

Seeing that Joanne's mood had improved, Jon also smiled. "I'm afraid that when he sees this book, he won't necessarily have the ability to fly into a rage."

After sending the three people away, Jon began to eat the snacks that he had not finished.

He had already made a relatively detailed arrangement. After everything was over, he would let Joanne appear in front of the public with a very reasonable identity.

By the way, this matter was also related to the things that Dumbledore had been pushing.

Whether it was him or Dumbledore, they were relatively tough pushers, but the power they could use was too little.

However, Jon already had a plan in mind. After all, to put it bluntly, the magic world was a small society built by a group of "strong people" with "superpowers". This society was actually not that complete. Although they could not avoid being influenced by the Muggle society for various reasons, in the end, it was still a matter of personal strength.

Why could the Hogwarts always be aloof?

It was because Dumbledore was a legendary Wizard with great strength, extensive connections, and abundant resources. He was also revered by people in the magic world. He could handle things that ordinary people could not handle and solve problems that ordinary Wizards could not solve.

Didn't you see that even the Minister of the Ministry of Magic often had to ask Dumbledore to solve problems?

In this sense, even if Dumbledore was replaced by a legendary Wizard or a sage wizard like Snape, the result would be the same. At most, the difference would be whether these big shots were easy to serve or not. Of course, if Jon himself was a Wizard of this level, he would not care about such crises. Except for real life and death crises, most things would not happen normally. Even if they did, it would be quickly solved.

This was the status of the strong.

However, if it was something that he could solve himself, Jon naturally would not want to ask for help from others.

However, reality was cruel. He was still far from Snape's level. If he were to be described as a knife now, he would at most be a kitchen knife that had not been sharpened yet. No matter if he wanted to cut melons or vegetables, he would have to use a whetstone to sharpen it, and he would have to put in a lot of effort to do so.

Previously, Grindvall said something, and so did Helga. What they meant was that sharpening the knife would not delay the work of cutting wood. Jon had thought about it before. They were probably worried that he would lose patience and confidence due to the tedious and difficult process of cultivation, and give up halfway.

No one's success was easy to come by. Helga spent a thousand years in that space before he became a God, and Grindvall spent fifty years sitting in the tower before he became a Legend. No one's success came by lying down.

As for Jon, he could not stand the boredom, but it would be a lie to say that he was very patient.

It was true that he was willing to put in his blood and sweat for cultivation. No matter how difficult it was, he could endure it. However, there was one thing. If he had to endure a long period of boredom in this process, he could not stand it.

In the past, it was because it was too boring. Now, because of the crisis, he could not wait.

He had to work harder and speed up his progress.

This was Jon's current pace.

He had Helga's original plan. The path of cultivation was clear, and he did not have to worry about making mistakes. Naturally, his efficiency was very high.

However, Jon was also very clear that his astonishing progress in cultivation was largely due to Helga's influence. That perspective and traces were just the tip of the iceberg to Helga. However, to him, it was as powerful as a glacier. Especially now that Jon's demands for progress were even higher, he needed to rely on these things even more.

Helga's tailor-made cultivation plan for him had taken into consideration his progress. After all, it involved the inheritance of his family.

And this plan was revised based on Jon's foundation. The main part now was Jon's Guardian. No matter what, for any Wizard, the Guardian was the most important thing. It was something that flowed in their blood to protect them. It could not be given up.

The time gradually approached four in the afternoon. Jon casually flipped through the text at hand and looked at the schedule for today. There was still about an hour before the normal soul training time.

After looking at the study for a while, Jon watched the sun gradually set outside. He did not stand up. Instead, he took out his glasses from his ring and put them on. He gently closed his eyes and softly chanted the Guardian Spell. The black swallow-like little mystic bird appeared out of thin air. It carried his soul waves and then left his body.

This was a method that he had recently researched. He did not need to use the glasses frequently, and the sudden increase in soul power would not cause any damage to the glasses.

— — Although Ravenclaw's Mirror of Truth was still very useful as a protective tool.

The soul always needed some protection. Otherwise, it was very likely that it would be like a kite with a broken string, becoming a wandering remnant soul like Voldemort. The best result would be to trigger Helga's seal and enter the Demon Fairy Castle to be reborn.

However, that was not what Jon wanted.

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