When he said that he needed help, he naturally meant that he needed Jon's help.
Laura blinked her eyes and looked at Jon with a pleading expression, which made Jon feel helpless.
"Okay, okay, I promise to go in with you. Anyway, Christmas has just passed, so there won't be anyone coming to see them. But you have to hurry."
"Boss, your power is more powerful. You control the time. If there isn't enough time, you can bring me out. In any case, we can go in more than once."
"That's fine."
Jon nodded.
"But you have to control yourself. If you go in and out too much, I suspect that her soul power may not be able to support it."
"Boss, rest assured. I will control my power well. But you …"
"I will also control my power well. Call out the Divine Protector!"
A black mystic bird jumped out from Jon's fingertips. Jon pulled Laura to hide in a distorted space, and then transferred part of his consciousness into the mystic bird's body.
"Well, it's safer here. No one will find us here. You can start. I will go in with you," Jon's consciousness said in the mystic bird's body, although it looked funny.
Laura didn't laugh. The mystic bird didn't have feet, so there was no way to grab Laura's body. So in this case, Jon needed to find the energy line that Laura pulled out … Fortunately, the mystic bird's instinct was to find this thing.
This time, it was a lot more convenient.
With the mystic bird as a guide, Laura quickly found a hole in the consciousness barrier, and then took Jon into Madame Longbottom's consciousness.
The space changed.
The black bird twisted and changed shape beside Laura, gradually transforming into Jon's appearance.
Then it fell to the ground.
This was a small cabin.
There was a printed carpet on the floor. It had a gorgeous texture, and the white background was decorated with green dots.
The curtain was a piece of snow-white tulle. This tulle was full and neatly hung. Perhaps in order to appear orthodox, the edge of the curtain just touched the ground, gently bordering with the floor.
The French wallpaper on the wall was very tasteful — the silver wallpaper was intertwined with the green threads.
There were three exquisite lithographs made by Julian hanging on the wall. One of the drawings was of an extravagant scene in the East, or rather, an extravagant scene.
The other depicted a carnival of great excitement;
The third was a portrait of a Greek woman. She was as beautiful as a fairy, but upon closer inspection, her expression showed a kind of pain and confusion.
The windows were made of dark red tinted glass and were inlaid in a framework made of rosewood. They were slightly larger than normal windows. The curtains are decorated according to the size of the window on the track;
The tailor-made silver curtains were folded into a small piece and hung loosely.
Outside, there was an extremely eye-catching crimson silk curtain, matched with tassels and golden network patterns, and the silver lines of the same material as the small curtain.
This is very unique.
But it was not appropriate.
"Why is this place like this? What do you think? "
"Generally speaking, the scene constructed by a person's subconscious is often the scene that people yearn for the most. This kind of scene won't disappear even after a few decades. If we're in the place now, it should be what Madam Longbottom thought when she was fully conscious."
"She thought of a house?"
"This is probably not the house she wanted. I carefully looked into her story. At that time, her child had just been born. Having a warm home is what a mother wants the most."
"You have a point." Jon looked around, but there was no one they were looking for, so he said, "Let's go, let's go out and have a look."
Outside the house, it was a very normal village.
Compared to the ordinary Wizard's gathering place, there was no difference.
"There is no difference, but the biggest difference is that the scene constructed in the subconscious can be very detailed, like the scene in the house. It can also be very beautiful, but it can't be so regular."
This place was very rigid and did not conform to the scene constructed in the subconscious. Normally, the scene constructed in the subconscious should be beautiful but superficial. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with it, but it could not stand up to scrutiny.
This was because in the subconscious, a person's subjectivity was more important than their rationality.
"Isn't that Neville Longbottom?"
Laura and Jon looked at the opposite side, but Neville's figure just flashed and disappeared.
The two of them walked around. The street lights were very bright, so the surroundings were very clear.
"Hey, boss, look, there is a Ministry of Magic warrant!"
Laura's voice suddenly sounded in Jon's ear. Jon turned his head and saw a warrant in the shadows.
"Who is this wanted person?"
"Béla Trix Lestrange." Jon glanced at it and knew who it was. "I saw her in the gallery of Sirius' family. This is the person who tortured the Longbottom couple to madness."
"No wonder she can occupy such a degree of content in the victim's consciousness. It seems that this Béla Trix is really not a good person."
"She's not a good person. Using these words to describe her is also an insult to these words. She's a lunatic."
Laura looked around, and sure enough, she found such wanted posters everywhere.
It seemed that Mrs. Longbottom had a deep hatred for the Death Eater who had tortured them to madness.
"Why is there no one in this place? Besides Neville, who just came, there is not even a shadow. "
"It seems that Mrs. Longbottom's problem is bigger than we thought." Laura was an expert in this field, so she quickly found the problem. "There seems to be someone in this house."
"Go knock on the door and see."
Jon stepped out and knocked on the door outside the manor, but didn't get any response.
"There's no one here …"
He and Laura turned around and walked forward, but at that moment, he heard the sound of footsteps.
But when he turned around, he didn't see anything.
There were still a lot of problems. This was a very beautiful village, but except for the gloomy street lights around them, almost every manor was very dark. And in this environment, the one they had just walked out of was actually just a small wooden house. Although it was also very exquisite, compared to the surroundings, it was a lot worse.
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