Time always passed quickly when he rested.
Time slipped away when no one was paying attention to it. Every day, other than eating and sleeping, they would find all sorts of things to pass the time. As a result, they spent the last two weeks practicing magic.
Things would always return to the right track, so Jon expected that everyone would stop playing.
Since everyone was willing to use this time to practice magic, Jon had no other intentions. After all, in Hogwarts, most of their time was spent on those things, and this was all Jon's fault.
"So you're not going to do anything? Are you going to stay here until the end of time? This is definitely not a good decision. We should at least do something. I feel like I'm going to lose my mind. "
"Don't worry, Cecily. You're a living person. You won't rot like food."
"That better be the case."
Cecily sat on a chair in the pavilion. For the past half a month, this chair had been her and Jon's regular spot for afternoon tea.
"I heard that you've been making arrangements for our departure recently. Is that right? Have you talked to your family about it? "
"There's not much to talk about. My family usually doesn't care much about me. You know the price of being mature from a young age is that your family will always trust you. After all, it's awkward to be full of confidence. Right now, they just think that I'm going to study abroad for a year. Nobody is against this at all."
"It's good that they don't know. Sometimes, it's not a good thing to know too much."
"There's no helping it. After all, no one knows what the future will be like. By the way, how are you guys?"
"Everyone's been in good shape recently. At least, they're better than you. As long as you sit here doing nothing every day, the others will at least be practicing magic."
"It's not that I don't want to practice. It's just that at this point, if I can't advance, it's meaningless to practice more."
Cecily nodded in agreement.
Currently, both Jon and Cecily were at the level of professors. Both of them were working hard to advance to Tier 4. However, the higher the level, the longer it would take. This wasn't just because of the higher requirement for Mana, but also because they needed time to sharpen their understanding of the realm.
In short, there was no way to advance quickly.
Jon had calmly accepted this.
"To be honest, a Tier 3 power is enough. At the very least, this is the standard of a graduate. Even if we estimate Osiris's power, he has just been resurrected. I'm afraid he won't be too strong. Just like Voldemort, even if he is much faster than Voldemort, there will always be a period of weakness.
If we make good use of it, then this period of weakness is the time when we have the highest chance of success. "
Just as Cecatly was about to answer, an owl suddenly swooped down from the sky.
This owl belonged to the Hogwarts. In the past semester, it had been used by Grindelwald to communicate with the two of them and Dumbledore.
"Why did Teacher suddenly send a letter?"
"I guess there's some progress in the matter. Let's wait and see."
Cecatly tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside.
There was only a thin piece of paper in the letter, and on it was Grindelwald's common language. Therefore, when they returned to school, the first thing they had to do was to find him.
"Look for him first? Isn't he in our cabin now? "
After asking this question, Jon felt that his question was unnecessary.
Judging from the current situation, Grindelwald was definitely living with Dumbledore, and would not be staying in their cabin at all.
"I don't think so."
Cecatrice looked at the paper with an anxious expression.
"Teacher rarely speaks to us in such a tone. Usually, when he sends us letters, his tone is more relaxed. Suddenly, he is so serious. Did something terrible happen?"
"How would we know?"
Compared to Cecatly's nervousness, Jon was much more relaxed.
"Even if something really happened, we have to go back to school first. We'll deal with whatever comes our way. Don't tell me that with our current situation, we're still afraid of more things?"
His relaxed attitude made Cecatly less nervous, but her intuition told her that this was not a good thing.
Something unexpected must have happened.
But in fact, this kind of thing happened every day.
Just as Jon said, there was no need to rush to do anything, because no matter what they did, this situation would not change.
They just had to do what they were supposed to do.
And now, rest was what they were supposed to do.
In such a beautiful weather, it was neither hot nor cold, so there was no need to say such meaningless words.
After returning home, Jon's mentality had indeed changed a little.
Cecatly did not comment on his attitude, but she did not intend to continue staying here with Jon. She wanted to go back and practice her magic.
Unlike Jon, she only needed to work hard to increase her strength. Although she could not break through to the fourth step, she wanted to at least become the strongest among the third step.
To her, this was something that could be obtained as long as she worked hard, so there was no reason why she could not achieve it.
Jon lay on the deck chair, rocking peacefully.
After eating afternoon tea, taking a nap on the deck chair was indeed a very comfortable thing, at least in Cecatly's opinion.
But a comfortable environment would always cause one's will to fall. Indulging in pleasure was not a good thing. If she did not know that Jon was not simply resting, she would definitely think of a way to drag Jon out of the chair.
And now, she was not too sure whether Jon was thinking about that problem or not.
After all, he looked too much like a sleeping person.
So, Cecatly decided to test Jon.
"It's already very late. Are you still going to lie here?"
Cecatly got up and left. She did not look back. As she walked, she asked, "Even if you want to take a nap, it's better to go back to your room than here. Even if there is a temperature control magic here, there will still be some cold air leaking in. "
"I'm not sleeping. I'm sunbathing."
Jon did not look up at Cecatly's back, nor did he move his position.
He lay on the deck chair and looked up at the sky. Behind the gray clouds, the shape of the sun was revealed.
"It's not easy for me to come to the human world. Of course, I have to take a good look at the sun."
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