In fact, Helga did not care much about the passage.
This was because it was not difficult for her. It was just building a passage for souls to come and go. To Helga, it was not a big deal.
"This is because there are many problems in this. Have you considered them?"
"I have considered those problems. It's just some souls coming over. It's not a big deal. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to tell you."
Jon lowered his head and said, "But there's one thing. If this is a visit to the Blue Deep Sea, it will definitely not be hidden from the Legendary Wizard and the others. There's no need to mention Dumbledore and Grindelwald. If the other Wizards and the Tentacles of Gods find this place, they will definitely disturb you. At least, there will be some noise."
"It's just a quarrel. It's meaningless. Back when I was still in the Hogwarts, I had experienced many such quarrels.
Roina and Salazar were always quarreling. Most of the time, those quarrels were for no reason. Hence, a long time ago, Gryffindor once said to me that meaningless quarrels like theirs were part of the content that had to be experienced before the final result was achieved.
Even if it was an argument, it was meaningless to anyone.
At that time, I didn't think much of it. But later on, I thought that this idea made sense. Hence, there's no need to worry about those people. If they want to quarrel, just let them quarrel. In the Blue Deep Sea, there's the Will of the World circling around.
Go back and prepare. I will use the Root of the World Tree on you to create a passage. Be careful to receive it. "
Helga waved his hand. "Alright, you can go back. I want to be alone for a while. Come to think of it, you can't stay here for too long, right?
You don't have to worry about my matters. Just do your own thing. Jon, don't let anything happen. "
"Thank you for your concern, ancestor. I know what to do."
Jon was silent for a while. Then, he said, "You've worked hard for so long. Maybe you should rest for a while. The evolution of the world can't be completed overnight. You still have to take care of yourself."
"Got it."
Helga didn't seem to care about this at all. He only lowered his eyes and said, "This world has already become his system, so there's no need for me to do anything else. Once I'm done with your matters, I'll begin to temper myself and prepare to ignite the Divine Flame.
As for the evolution of the world? That is to let them operate on their own. No matter which world it is, as long as it is a system, then no matter who leaves, it will operate normally. "
Jon did not respond.
His figure had already dissipated like smoke in the hall. Clearly, he had already left when Helga said the first sentence.
Amidst the silence, Helga lifted his foot and walked out.
When she created the light from the darkness and created the night sky for the light, the cycle of day and night began on the floating island.
As a goddess, Helga stood in the void, silently looking at the moon in the sky.
The moon in the sky was her gaze, but she was looking at the moon in the sky.
And the moon was right in her line of sight, running along a predetermined path.
It was like a dream that drifted between reality and illusion.
And originally, this world was nothing more than a dream.
So quiet, so beautiful, so peaceful.
So … lonely.
She had lost everything, but fortunately, she had gained something. However, in the end, what she had lost was still lost.
What a beautiful moonlight.
She raised her head and thought.
…
"How long did I sleep?"
Jon propped himself up from the bed and looked at Cecatly, who was eating a banana by the window, and asked in a low voice.
"Soul out of body, two hours, about six hours of sleep? Thanks to you, after your soul returned to your body, I didn't feel any pressure. I even listened to some music when I came back. "
"Music?"
Jon looked in the direction of Cecatly's finger and found that there was a new phonograph in his room.
"Where did you get it?"
"I brought it. Originally, I brought the latest model of Walkman, but the Hogwarts can't use it. The moment I turn it on, it's full of noise. Now, it's out of battery."
Cecatly was obviously complaining. Jon was helpless. After all, he didn't realize that he was in a technological era.
Was the Walkman invented so early?
"How did you start a company in the Muggle Society? How come you don't know anything about it? "
"Sorry, I'm a capitalist. I don't care how they operate the company. And although I grew up in the Muggle Society, you have to remember that I'm a child of the Wizard Family. I didn't even go to a normal school."
Jon looked at the time. It was six in the morning, and the sky was still dark outside. The weather was getting colder and colder, and the night was extremely long.
Fortunately, the temperature in the room was constant all year round. With the protection of the magic spell, the temperature was a small matter. This was also the main reason why Cecatly and Jon rarely went out. Between the pleasant temperature inside and the freezing temperature outside, as long as one had a brain, one would know which to choose.
So, accompanied by the inexplicably familiar music, Jon washed his face with warm water and woke up.
"What's the music?"
"It's Russian, I guess? I don't know. I found it under your book. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken out the phonograph. It should be your subordinate who got it for you. "
Jon was surprised for a moment, but then, a clear, high-pitched sound came from the phonograph. It was especially penetrating.
Then, Jon remembered what it was.
When Lun Na went to the Soviet Union, Jon had asked her to look for Vidas. Unfortunately, he miscalculated the time. Vidas was only a ten-year-old boy at that time. She had no choice but to look for Vidas' future teacher and had been keeping an eye on him.
The phonograph that had just been sent over was actually some songs by Hungry Whispers. Lun Na probably wanted Jon to relieve his boredom temporarily. However, when she brought it over, Jon didn't think much of it and just threw it aside. It was only until Cecatly dug it out.
Sure enough, just like what Cecatly said, he had unknowingly left too many tentacles in Muggle's world.
"By the way, I've already finished talking to Ancestor Helga about that matter. Let's make some preparations. The passage may be built at any time."
Cecatly was surprised.
"So soon? Then we really have to hurry up and prepare. I thought we would have to wait for a while. "
"The timing is very coincidental. Ancestor Helga happens to have time. Let's take advantage of this time to settle this matter. After all, there's no time to lose."
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