"I … I want to think about it."
Arthur still didn't agree immediately, because the pressure that Jon gave him now was far less than Voldemort's back in the day.
Voldemort's reputation back then was mostly built on human lives. Jon was just a young man, and looked about the same as his eldest son. Even if Dumbledore proved that Jon had the strength to match Voldemort, he still felt that it was a little unrealistic.
This wasn't because of any other reason, but because the boy in front of him had an extraordinary family background, but didn't have the reputation to match it.
In the world of magic, especially among pure-blood families, the name of the Hufflepuff family hadn't been heard for who knows how many years. They could accept a leader suddenly appearing out of nowhere, and accept the sudden appearance of the Hufflepuff family. But when it came to Voldemort, these problems became acute.
Jon could understand his mentality. Speaking of which, wasn't the reason why Dumbledore had trapped himself in the position of headmaster of Hogwarts for so many years, and didn't push forward with anything related to his plans, because these people couldn't keep up with his footsteps. At the same time, he was willing to use some coercive methods to make these people change.
Unfortunately, Dumbledore was different from Jon. Dumbledore had the benevolence that Jon didn't have.
The headmaster of Hogwarts was a good person, or rather a saint, and had an unreachable reputation in the world of magic. But Jon didn't care about these things.
Jon only cared about the progress of the world of magic. The better the world was, the happier he would be. As for sacrificing the interests of a certain group of people, what did that have to do with him?
The world was changing all the time. If you couldn't keep up with the changes, then you could only be abandoned by the times. In this world, not only would you be beaten for falling behind, but if you didn't scheme to change, then you could only bear with it.
So when Mr. Weasley said he needed some time to think about it, Jon didn't show any displeasure. "I came here so suddenly today, it's only right that you think about it. You can even discuss it with Mrs. Weasley when you get home.
My laboratory hasn't started rebuilding yet, and it'll take some time anyway, so you still have some time to think about it. But don't take too long. I need an accurate answer. If you don't come, I can choose someone else, understand? "
He threw the gold coins in his hand on the bench. He'd planned to give this bag of gold coins today, but it was a pity that the other party didn't accept his kindness... Since that was the case, he had no choice but to treat this money as charity. It wasn't much anyway, and it wasn't as much as the monthly operating expenses of the Magic Research Association he paid Hufflepuff every month..
"This money is a deposit for you. Whether you agree or not, this money is a token of my appreciation for your family. After all, you're the main force against Voldemort. But if you don't come, then keep it a secret. Otherwise, if I find out that you've leaked this matter, don't blame me for not saving face for everyone."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Mr. Weasley with a smile. Arthur Weasley had never met someone like him, nor had he ever faced such a threat.
And before Jon said those words, he did have the intention of asking Dumbledore about this matter.
Chown could also see that Dumbledore had such a plan. The previous warning about confidentiality was just to prevent him from telling others about this matter. But if it was Dumbledore, he would definitely not tell anyone.
"If you want to tell Dumbledore, I think you should ask for his opinion. I believe he should be able to give you a very good suggestion. If he doesn't mind you getting involved in this matter, then I have nothing to say."
Jon suddenly felt that there was no point in continuing, so he didn't say anything more.
"Since I've said so much, Mr. Weasley should consider it carefully. I'll take my leave first."
He twisted his body, flicked his finger, and broke through the space here.
He left this place.
Only Mr. Weasley, the gold coins thrown on the bench, and the cup of coffee in Mr. Weasley's hand were left.
He let out a long sigh, suddenly feeling that it wasn't easy to accept.
After all, this money was a little hot.
But Jon was right, he needed money.
After standing here for a while, he still chose to pick up the bag of gold coins, but he didn't return to Grimmauld Square. Instead, he left this place and went to Hogwarts.
The magic school was currently on holiday, and Dumbledore was still living here. He stopped outside the school with Phantom Shift — after all, he wasn't a descendant of the school's dean or founder. There was no way he could use Phantom Shift in the school.
But when he slowly walked into the castle, he suddenly felt another weak magic wave.
"This direction … is the office?"
Mr. Weasley hadn't been back to Hogwarts for a long time. He was a little vague about the layout of the castle, but just as he was about to walk in that direction, he saw Pimp come out of the wall and into another wall.
So it was a ghost.
He didn't think about it anymore, and instead went upstairs.
Now, his mind was full of complicated thoughts, and he wasn't interested in exploring the secrets of the castle.
He was going to see Dumbledore now. Perhaps, like Jon said, he would get a very pertinent suggestion.
… …
Pimp saw Mr. Weasley's arrival, but he didn't care what Mr. Weasley was doing. To be precise, he didn't recognize this Wizard. He didn't know that this Wizard was probably related to Dumbledore. As for the rest … he didn't really care.
Recently, the Hogwarts castle's spirit had been waking up more and more frequently. He asked Jon about this, and Jon said that Helga's improvement had affected the Hogwarts castle's power.
When Helga's improvement ended, this effect would stop. At that time, the castle's spirit would be completely awake. But Pimp felt that this fluctuation was a good thing, as it could let the castle's spirit get used to it in advance.
And when the castle's spirit was asleep, he would wander around. School was on holiday anyway, and as the headmaster's secretary, he had nothing to do.
With this time, he might as well play with Filch for a while.
He passed through layers of walls and arrived at Filch's house.
Hogwarts castle's caretaker Filch had recently gotten a new toy.
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