If Jon said that it was a long story, then it must be a long story. After all, Jon was the best at keeping things short. If he could avoid talking nonsense, then he would.
Stephen didn't comment on this kind of thing. There were some things that he couldn't touch yet, so it didn't make any difference to him whether Jon said it or not.
Anyway, he would definitely say it in the end.
"Let's not talk about this first. What are you laughing at?"
"You mean this?" Stephen shook the manuscript in his hand and couldn't stop smiling. "This is the live record of Professor Lohat's class this afternoon. Scully personally recorded it without any mistakes. To be honest, the writer is very exaggerated. He's not the same person as the Professor Lohat I know."
Jon reached out and took the sheepskin scroll that Stephen handed over. After roughly skimming through it, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Hahahahaha!"
Jon never thought that Scully's writing could be so good. It was so funny that he couldn't hold it in for a moment.
"This is really too awkward."
He felt that his bad habit of feeling awkward for others was about to break out. He laughed and scratched the ground with his toes, just like when he was doing eye exercises in the past. And the degree to which his toes scratched the ground could even dig out an exquisite ancient city on the ground.
He was mentally prepared for Lohat's exaggerated performance, but he really didn't expect it to be this exaggerated.
He really didn't want to use this identity anymore, so he started to smash the pot and tried to ruin his reputation, right?
Fortunately, Lohat wasn't here right now. If he was, Jon would definitely ask this question from the bottom of his heart.
But now he planned to ask this question when they met in the evening.
At that time, Lohat's expression would definitely be very funny.
"Okay, stop laughing, we still have something to talk about."
Stephen reached out and took the sheepskin scroll from Jon's hand, reminding Jon that he had something to do right now.
"Oh, yes, I want to talk to you about something."
Jon rubbed his head and adjusted his mood from cheerful to serious.
"Here's the thing. I plan to do something in the school in the next few days, mainly looking for something, but I'm not sure when I'll be done. Plus, the school isn't safe anyway, so try not to come out at night."
"If it wasn't necessary, we wouldn't have come out at night. But you live outside alone. Are you planning to come back with us?"
The answer to this kind of question was, of course, no. Jon would not go back to live there.
"Going back will affect my work. Besides, I might have an even more powerful guest in a few days."
Jon looked at the empty space next to his house. It was perfect for building another house.
Otherwise, where would Teacher Grindvall stay after coming here?
He had told Jon before that if Dumbledore still did not accept him this time, he planned to pester Dumbledore until the end of the year.
Of course, Jon supported his actions. After all, the relationship between them was much deeper than what Jon knew. There was no need for him to pester Grindvall like this.
Perhaps to Dumbledore, if he wanted to accept Grindelwald's existence, he only needed Grindelwald to apologize to him.
Of course, this involved the problem of their ideals. But now, it seemed that Grindvall didn't care about ideals anymore. Apart from climbing to a higher level, there was only one regret left in his world: Dumbledore.
Therefore, it was inevitable that they would reconcile with each other.
Regardless of whether it was in terms of benefits or feelings, the return of Grindelwald was a good thing for Dumbledore. He could obtain his own spiritual support and also obtain a huge helping hand.
But this was different from the future Jon knew.
Although he didn't directly interfere, Jon still participated in the process of changing the world.
Perhaps the direction of the world was supposed to be like this. The part he knew was just a story, a story written by a person named Rowling. But because this person didn't know the whole story, or like Joanne, she wrote the book in Jon's memory under some kind of pressure.
It was very reasonable to think this way.
Jon was too lazy to think about these things. In his opinion, the direction of the world wasn't important. It was enough to know that the world was definitely going in a good direction.
But he didn't care. There were always people who cared about these things.
For example, Stephen.
After listening to Joanne's recent arrangements, his expression suddenly became very unpleasant. It was as if something was broken and couldn't be fixed.
"Why do you have such an expression? Isn't everything fine?"
"Just because you're not worried doesn't mean that nothing really happened. During the holidays, it's not like I didn't do anything. Although the Magic Research Society is nothing more than a society, the two batches of graduates have already created a structure on the surface. We also have our own information channels and know some things.
I didn't intend to take these things to heart, but after hearing what you said, I suddenly became nervous. We might be facing a very serious future, right? "
Would the future be very serious?
Did the answer to this question need to be said? Of course, it was certain.
Jon didn't say anything, but he conveyed this message with his eyes. Stephen immediately understood.
"See, I told you. It's always reasonable to worry."
"Of course I know it's reasonable to worry, but you don't have to face this so seriously. If you can't maintain your best state of mind, what about the other students?"
"Then it has nothing to do with me."
Stephen smiled. "I'm just a third-year student. Even if I'm very lucky, I'm not at the point where I can participate in this kind of thing."
Looking at Stephen's sincere face, Jon fell silent.
Who wasn't a third-year student?
But there was no other way. Some things were like the wheels of history rolling by, and there was no way to stop them.
"But no matter what, at least we have each other and these people behind us."
There are many things in this world that we can't avoid. Crises can happen at any time, and accidents can happen at any time.
Jon looked at his palm. There was a hidden glove pattern there.
He thought.
Just face it.
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