Jon's force field finally chose a church.
After all, the other places were houses with closed doors and windows. Whether or not there was anyone living inside, it wasn't appropriate to rush in.
The church was much more peaceful. There wasn't anything terrible inside, and the statue was covered in dust. It seemed that there wasn't a priest living here.
Jon took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket. Although it was said that he felt it, it was better to say that he used his magic to create them. The two people used the paper towels to wipe the rain on the back of their hands. Suddenly, they found that the color of the paper was very strange.
"It should be white. Why is it yellow-green?"
"This color seems a bit familiar. Let me think, this color seems to be some kind of chemical … Boss, ether seems to be this color. I saw it in Brenna's place before."
"Brenna also has this?"
Jon jumped, but now was certainly not the time to talk about this. It was imperative to find the source of this thing. The Longbartons were Wizard, so they certainly couldn't come in contact with the chemicals of Muggle Society. However, Laura's words did give Jon some ideas. If it wasn't a chemical, then it might be a magic potion.
The two of them lived in the magic hospital and usually needed to take some medicine.
"Boss, do you hear a sound?"
"Sound?"
Jon had been thinking before. If it wasn't for Laura's reminder, he really wouldn't have discovered this matter. Now that his mind returned to the main topic, he suddenly found that there were some strange sounds in his ears.
It wasn't as clear as the sound of the bell tower before, but it was rustling and not very clear.
It should be coming from the northeast. It seemed to be the cry of a woman.
He took Laura's hand and determined the direction, then directly mobilized his magic to go in that direction.
Then, he appeared behind a huge curtain.
This was a very strange thing. A curtain shouldn't be placed outside a house. This was more like a closed prison. Jon didn't think about it and reached out to open the curtain.
Behind the name was a space that wasn't very beautiful. The light was yellow, and inside was pure white. A woman was sitting there.
This woman was wearing very beautiful clothes, like a wedding dress, and in her hands, she was holding a long robe.
"Laura, look, what is she doing? Under such circumstances, why would a person suddenly do such a thing? "
Laura fixed her eyes on the white room and found that Mrs. Longbottom was touching a small ball in her hand. This small ball was hidden under her robe.
"Memory Sphere?"
"Is this the node?"
Jon asked, but Laura didn't give a definite answer.
"I don't know either, but we have to try. If this madam really poured her memories into a crystal ball before she went crazy, where are we going to find this crystal ball after so many years?"
"If you want to find them, you'll always be able to find them. The Weave's current range covers all of Europe.
No matter how far the small ball was thrown, it would not leave this area.
And now that Longbottom and his wife were still alive, it meant that the protective measures they set up were still in effect. It was just that no one could save them from their muddle-headed life.
This is the role that Dumbledore wants us to play. "
"It seems that this role is still very difficult. But if that's the case, I think there shouldn't be a big problem. Let's go."
Jon was about to nod when he suddenly saw a group of strange people not far away.
These people wore robes, had crosses on their bodies, and held long chains in their hands. At the end of the chains was a blade.
"Boss, what is this?"
Laura was obviously frightened by these people, or the weapons in their hands.
"It seems that we've been mistaken for the Black Wizard. But I didn't know that Mrs. Longbottom's family had a history of fighting against the Church. Perhaps their family believed in the Radiant God?"
After the end of the war, most of the priests of the Radiant Temple died. Only a few survived and joined the Wizard's camp. Jon had studied this before, so he was very clear about their existence. Now, this group of people was the once famous meat grinder of the Church, the Chainsaw Monks.
"What do we do now?"
Laura was very flustered. She was different from Jon. Jon had only sent a part of his consciousness, but she had sent the whole thing. If there was a problem, Jon would at most be injured, but she would really die here.
"Rest assured, your boss still has some ability. Even if it was the real Chainsaw Monks, they could only passively take a beating in front of me. Prepare to leave, I'll teach them what it means to be strong."
This was a rare opportunity to show off in front of his subordinates. Jon had to properly grasp this opportunity.
Although he didn't have a magic wand in his hand, dealing with this group of monks was still easy.
Blue flames spread from his fingertips, turning into sparks that enveloped Jon and Laura. For this kind of large-scale magic, if the power was too strong, it would easily destroy Mrs. Longbottom's consciousness, so Jon was very careful to keep them within a suitable range.
This was a test of operation, but for Jon, it wasn't difficult.
It was reasonable to say that at this time, Laura should have suitably praised a few words of magic, but now wasn't the time to flatter. She had to work hard to connect to the outside world and guide them back.
The flames floated around, and under Jon's control, they fell on the heads of the Chainsaw Monks who were gradually approaching them.
The flames burned.
This was the first time Jon had used this kind of large-scale destructive magic, so his control over the power wasn't very good. If he wasn't careful, he would burn people to ashes. This made it impossible for them to use this thing to detect Mrs. Longbottom's current state of mind.
Otherwise, he would have been able to take a look at Mrs. Longbottom's current spiritual strength. In the end, how much magic energy impact could she withstand?
But then, Jon discovered another problem.
They were back in Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom's room again. Everything seemed normal and there was nothing wrong, but that was the problem.
"Boss, I remember that when we left, we were in an isolated space …"
"That's right. We're in an isolated space, so we haven't gone out at all. My current power is still that of the separated space."
"But I clearly …"
"This isn't your fault. If we didn't return to reality, it means that we are still in Mrs. Longbottom's consciousness."
"This is her second layer of consciousness, and it seems that this layer should be more solid than the previous one. It won't be easy to successfully go out, so be prepared."
Jon rubbed his wrist. The human consciousness was a very strange place that could accommodate a lot of power. Moreover, he had never thought that in this lifetime, he would be able to play Leonardo DiCaprio and play a scene in Inception.
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