Absorbing spirit energy was a troublesome matter.
In fact, it was not troublesome, but rather time-consuming.
At the same time, Jon had to clean up the strange and chaotic consciousness hidden in the spirit energy to ensure that it would not cause any negative effects to the Weave.
That was why it was more tiring.
But if it was just tiring, it would not be a big problem.
But at the end of the Weave's feeding, after the tentacles were retracted, Jon planned to use Shadow Shift to go from the inside to the outside. Suddenly, he felt a strange fluctuation.
"You didn't clean it up?"
He walked back to the Basilisk's huge corpse. He did not know why, but he could faintly hear a voice, and this voice clearly did not come from Liddell's spirit fragment.
Liddell's spirit fragment had been cleaned up.
In that case, had the Basilisk's spirit not dissipated?
Indeed, it had not.
The power of the Weave had already returned, and there was no point in letting it return. Besides, the Basilisk would not blame him.
But Jon could not bear to leave and ignore the Basilisk's weak call for help.
His biggest flaw was that he was soft-hearted.
So he walked back to the corpse, bent down, and used his mental strength to search for the Basilisk's spirit hidden in the corpse.
The Basilisk's corpse was very large, so it was a slow job.
In fact, Jon paused in the process because he did not know where to send the Basilisk's spirit. But soon, he thought of an answer. Not long after, he pulled out the thread-like spirit from the Basilisk's body.
In fact, the Basilisk was just a child.
Many years of life did not allow it to evolve and develop full intelligence. Because it was hibernating all year round, it was not much different from a human with no memories.
"Although I said before that the ancestors did not necessarily need a giant serpent circling the world, I will send you to the Basilisk. But if I insist on sending you there, I don't think the ancestors will refuse. You can live in the garden, just like the snake in the Garden of Eden, but you can't be as evil as it is.
Of course, you may be suppressed by the Badger, so are you sure you want to go?
Hmm? "
Jon reached out and fiddled with the "thread". This was actually meaningless because the soul itself could not make contact with his body, and he had already put away the glove.
"Forget it. You don't have much intelligence now anyway. But for you, being able to obtain a new life in another world is better than dying quietly here.
Since you asked me for help, you have to accept my arrangement for you. "
He stroked his chest, and the pendant on his chest emitted a faint light. Then, Jon sent the snake monster's soul into the light.
This passage led directly to Helga's garden. Presumably, Helga would arrange a good place for Mister Slythrin's Basilisk.
After all, in theory, this could be considered Mister Slythrin's relic.
"Done."
Jon clapped his hands and looked around.
"Now, everything is fine. We can just leave the secret room like this."
Then, he turned around and stepped out of the Shadow of Hogwarts. The Shadow of Hogwarts' seal was ridiculous. It was easy to get out of the Shadow of Hogwarts from the inside, but it was hard to get in from the outside.
But fortunately, this matter was over.
It was time to leave.
"Are we leaving now? Or should we wait until dawn tomorrow? " Cecatly sat under the willow. "To be honest, your little elf is annoying me to death. I can't guarantee that you can come out safely after going back."
"It doesn't seem to be long before dawn. Let's take a break first. Dumbledore said that Teacher Grindvall will come back, but he can only come back for a short period of time, so we obviously have to do something else first."
"Go get something first?"
"That's fine, but are you sure that thing is still there?"
Jon twisted his fingers. "After all, you didn't put it in yourself."
"Maybe it will be useful. Anyway, we have to take a look. First, we have to take a relatively ancient means of transportation, which is to say, a boat."
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The departure time was set at noon the next day.
Cecatly used Jon's identity as Muggle to book a Muggle passenger ship. After all, it was more concealed and convenient. There were many tourists in this place.
Anyway, their departure was very smooth. After crying for a whole night, Carolyn was finally driven home by Jon. Stephen and the others would receive a letter from Cain after Jon left, and then Cain would fly back to Biro Manor.
So, there was no farewell and no sadness. Everything was fine.
But when he arrived at the small ferry, he found that there was an unexpected person waiting for him.
On a small black boat without any sign, the boatman at the helm raised his hat and looked at Jon with his signature smile. Although his face had changed, this was Lohat.
Although Jon didn't know what was wrong with this guy to suddenly dress up as a boatman, he had long been used to his overflowing desire to perform.
Cecatly tactfully got on the boat first, leaving Jon alone.
"Oh, you're here to see me off?"
"Not me."
Lohat shook his head and threw something over. "This is for you."
The small box was heavy. Jon opened it and found a small black cloth bag inside. The bag was filled with crystallized diamonds, which looked expensive.
"Phoenix's tears. After using magic, they will turn back into liquid. You know how to use them."
"Of course. Thank Dumbledore for me."
What attracted his attention was the thing next to the bag.
It was a familiar walking stick.
Jon had seen this cane in the headmaster's office.
In the observation of Ravenclaw's glasses, the handle of the cane was flowing with light, which was exceptionally beautiful.
"This is?"
"The cane used by Headmaster Hufflepuff. Dumbledore found it in the school's stockpile. It has a similar function to your gloves. In short, it's something that your family can use."
"I've said what I wanted to say before. You know."
Jon took out the miniature cane and poured magic into it. The cane began to grow layer by layer, turning into a thin cane more than a meter long.
"Boy, have a safe trip. We'll wait for you to come back."
A person would basically tell three hundred lies a day. Humans were used to lying to protect themselves.
"Don't worry, wait for me to come back."
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