The magic glasses finally reacted, but Jon was not that happy.
Just by looking at the words, he knew that this was not a simple magic item. Jon did not think that he could master and use a magic item left by a legendary Wizard like Loynar.
He still needed to learn the grammar of the Middle Ages and the use of the Runic language.
Who would have thought that after so many years, he could still experience the difficulty of learning a foreign language.
Putting the glasses into his pocket, Jon felt the magic waves on them gradually dissipating and frowned.
He felt that this pair of glasses was not that simple.
However, he could buy some books related to the grammar when he went home. He could not buy books to learn the Runic language.
Jon did not want to trouble his aunt and grandmother. His mother knew the Runic language, but she was pregnant now, so Jon could not always disturb her.
It would be great if he could read the notes in Ravenclaw Academy.
"Wait, how could I forget about this?"
Jon patted his head and pressed his hand on the wall in front of him.
"I need to find a place where I can hide things."
A moment later, a door opened in front of Jon.
Behind the door was the place that Jon always knew but never went. There was still a soul item there.
However, Jon did not open the door for the Ravenclaw crown. He opened the door for the books and notes that were thrown here by his former students.
There were so many books, and there had to be one that was suitable for him.
Jon stepped over the threshold, and the door behind him closed automatically.
This place was as big as a church, and the surrounding scenery looked like a city. The tall walls were made up of the things hidden by thousands of students who had long passed away.
Jon strolled here. He walked past the troll specimen and saw a tall mirror in the corner. It was covered by a dark red cloth, and only one corner was exposed.
Jon was about to walk over, but he paused.
The Eris Magic Mirror was a very advanced magic item, but he did not want to see his own desires.
Human desires were the ugliest things, and Jon did not want to see what his desires were.
In any case, wasn't his goal very clear?
Jon walked in another direction. His footsteps echoed among the tall piles of trash. Bottles, hats, boxes, chairs, books, weapons, brooms, baseball bats …
"In any case, it's not easy to find," Jon mumbled to himself. "This book is not … this book is not …"
He walked deeper and deeper into the maze made up of these messy things, and only the sound of his own breathing and footsteps rang in his ears. It sounded like someone was following him.
The notes on the bookshelf were all about transfiguration and magic spells. Jon even saw some manuscripts about evil magic experiments, but he couldn't find any notes about Runic.
How much did the students dislike this class?!
After searching for a long time, Jon only found two old teaching materials in the Nepalese language. There were some notes on them, but in Jon's opinion, it was better than nothing.
"Forget it, I won't look for it anymore."
After searching for so long, Jon's waist was sore.
These two books should be enough for him to learn the basics of magic by himself. After that, there would be other ways to learn things. When he was in third grade, he could choose electives.
Time always passed quickly when he was focused. When Jon returned to the dormitory, it was already dawn.
"I feel like I don't have enough time …"
He hadn't learned anything yet, but a semester had passed in the blink of an eye.
After lying in bed for a while, Jon got up from the bed again.
He was too energetic to sleep.
…
Just as mentioned before, time passed very quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was December. Jon's night tour was no longer limited to the castle.
The Hogwarts were so big. There were patrols inside the castle, but no one outside. With the help of the Phantom Spell, it was relatively safe.
And as long as he wrapped himself up tightly, the cold could not catch up to Jon.
Hagrid, the guardian of the hunting ground, had been very troubled recently. He didn't know why, but there were always a few unicorns that left the Forbidden Forest. He came out to patrol every night.
Seeing Hagrid's figure pass by him, Jon, who was hiding under the Phantom Spell, tiptoed in the opposite direction of Hagrid.
He was the culprit behind the unicorns' recent escape from the Forbidden Forest … Of course, it wasn't just for fun.
The magic circle that Helga asked Jon to prepare needed to establish a magic link to the Hogwarts, so it needed some precious magic materials to stabilize the magic circle. The other materials were easy to get, but the last one, the unicorn's hair, was more difficult to get.
It wasn't that Jon didn't want to spend money to buy it, but the unicorn's hair in the market was obtained after the death of a unicorn, and there was no way to meet Jon's requirements.
On the list that Helga gave Jon, it was clearly written:
Two strands of hair on the forehead and tail of three unicorns, a total of twelve strands.
It wasn't that he couldn't buy a live unicorn's hair, but Jon wrote a letter to an illegal shop in Knockout Alley according to the information he got, and completely gave up on this idea.
Ten strands of hair for Garen, they might as well rob Gringotts!
In the end, Jon, who was embarrassed, could only set his sights on the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest. He first followed Helga's description and dug out some tubers in an unknown valley in the Forbidden Forest. They had no medicinal value, but unicorns liked to eat them.
Helga was very familiar with the Forbidden Forest in the Hogwarts, so Jon didn't even have to spend much effort to find the tubers in this primitive forest. These tubers were buried under the rocks, so it was difficult for the unicorns to get them out.
Jon borrowed some small tools, dug out six tubers the size of a fist, and added some hallucinogenic herbs in them. Then, in these few days, he killed two unicorns.
It was as if the unicorns were playing a joke on him. Every night, these two unicorns would take turns to be lured out by Jon, and then they would eat the tubers that Jon carefully prepared.
Today, Jon didn't plan to continue using the same method as before. He planned to take the initiative and go to the unicorns' settlement.
This settlement was discovered by him a few days ago when he was following the unicorns while looking for them. Every night, he would spread the smell of the tubers on the way to the settlement. However, the unicorns weren't stupid, so the ones that were lured out were always the two that were lured out.
There weren't many tubers in the winter, and if this continued, he would run out of tubers.
"You're the one!"
Jon looked at a unicorn that was lagging behind, and waved the magic wand in his hand lightly.
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