Since Helga had already made his move, there was no need for Jon to intervene in the rest. These people would soon die in their sleep. If it wasn't for the fact that they didn't want to make things too obvious, they would have died even faster.
Some people always felt that they could control everything. Unfortunately, the world operated the same without anyone. Those who died were just self-righteous people.
Therefore, on this point, Jon understood what Helga said very well.
Maintain respect.
Regardless of what you respect, respect is enough.
No matter what, having such a powerful backer was truly a joyous thing.
What self-improvement? What pride of the brave?
Jon had seen through it. Without absolute power, saying these things was bullshit.
Once you have enough status and power, saying all this is chicken soup for the soul. Saying all this before you succeed is just the unwillingness of a piece of trash.
If he had enough time, he would work hard himself. But now he didn't.
Time was too precious. Preciousness had to come before everything else.
What he lacked the most was time. Before that, he needed to do a lot of things. Obviously, almost 99% of these things could be solved with absolute power.
Even Voldemort could do it.
But that wasn't very appropriate.
"Since things here are settled, let's start the second lesson."
"There's a second lesson?"
"Of course." Helga glanced at him. "You don't think I'm just going to teach you this, right?"
"What else can it be? My current strength is already … "
"Strength? You're still too weak. You've just become a Legend and haven't adapted to the power of a Legend. So, I'm going to help you familiarize yourself with it. "
Although that was what he said, Jon felt that he might not have an easy time in the future.
Sure enough, he was brought back to Helga's world by Helga. The changes here were over, and the continent was back on track again. So, Helga opened up a space in the void.
"What are we going to learn?"
"Learn how to use your power. You are now a top-notch expert in this world, but this is still not enough. We still have more problems to solve."
Helga lowered the scepter in her hand and slightly raised her right palm. Between her five fingers, there was a faint mist that curled up. Its shape was like a cloud that was constantly changing.
The surrounding Mana and spatial energy fell into her palm, but it was like ice melting into water, disappearing in an instant.
"Do you know why I'm so strong?"
Jon answered tentatively, "Because you are powerful, or because of the World Tree?"
"Those are just appearances." In the blink of an eye, the surrounding power was completely restrained by Helga, and it silently fused into Helga's' earth '. There was no more activity.
"— Because the user of these powers is me."
Jon was stunned at that moment.
He hadn't felt this way for a long time. His path had been smooth sailing as he gradually grew stronger. But now, he began to panic.
How did it feel to be beaten?
It was exactly how he felt right now!
"Come on, let's have a battle lesson." Helga felt the time and raised the scepter. "It seems that you have other things to do, so let's get this over with."
The scepter fell. In the void, starting from Helga's scepter, the earth began to spread to the surroundings.
[Divine Spell: Witch's Dance]
Evolved from the [Legendary Spell: Witch's Dance], as the main force against the Holy See a thousand years ago, the essence of this divine spell was very powerful. It contained the taint and rebellion of the power of light. After eliminating the concept of good and evil, it defined itself as absolutely right, and then showed the power in a beautiful appearance in front of the opponent.
Helga was even more powerful. After this legendary spell was transformed into a divine spell by Helga, it completely negated the concept of negation. As long as Helga felt that something was wrong, and the earth could spread to any place, it would be negated. Fortunately, Jon did not exist in this concept.
But even so, the suppression he received was not small.
Without magic for him to control, after using part of Helga to become a legendary Wizard, he did not even have the ability to resist. In the silence of the space, it was as if there was a beautiful witch dancing in front of him, firmly locking his spirit in his body.
Until Jon ran out of energy.
"How is it? Just this move, how much did you learn?"
Jon no longer had the strength to speak. Helga's power was not only control, but also continuous absorption. His power had been sucked dry.
At this level, although he learned a lot, but …
"Don't worry, I'll help you deal with your matter. Since it's troublesome for you to use your power now, then take a good rest and recover. I'll send you back to Dumbledore first. Don't worry, I have my power in the Hogwarts, nothing will happen."
Jon was skeptical.
But there was no better way now. If he could hold on for a while longer under Helga's attack, there should not be any other problems. Unfortunately, there was no 'if', and he had no other choice.
He allowed Helga to send him back to Dumbledore's office, but the next plan was not here. Logically speaking, Helga should have brought people through the loophole he opened and headed to the Astronomy Tower. Just then, Jon suddenly felt a power from outside. He snapped his fingers and Helga's power enveloped him from the outside, bringing him outside.
To be precise, Helga placed him on the roof, but he could see the most direct view from here. He could see the Black Goblin symbol in the sky and the Death Eaters in the tower. If he was discovered now, he would probably die. Luckily, Helga was beside him … He looked down and saw Professor Trelawney standing below the tower, holding a teacup in her hand. Why is she here?
And the moment Jon looked down, Trelawney seemed to have seen him too.
The professor raised his eyes and took a few steps forward in a way that Jon couldn't understand. In an instant, he appeared beside Jon.
This was obviously not a normal thing. After all, Professor Trelawney did not have the ability to travel through space. Jon was also very surprised.
But when Jon saw Professor Trelawney's eyes, he understood.
Because at this moment, the female professor's eyes were pure white. It was obvious that she had entered the Sky Eye state.
She was making a prophecy.
In this state, Trelawney could not be considered a Wizard. The God's bloodline had the upper hand. To Jon, this state was very familiar to him. Of course, his power was not so strange, and he did not suffer from amnesia.
"How is it, did you see anything?"
"Not yet."
Trelawney's voice was very ethereal. Under the cover of Helga, no sound or image could pass through. Jon was not worried at all.
After Jon asked, Trelawney suddenly raised the cup of cold tea in her hand, raised her head and drank a mouthful. Then she put down the teacup. In the teacup, the slightly curled tea leaf gently rippled in the reddish tea, as if it was not affected by anything.
Trelawney lowered her head and stared at the tea leaf mark. A strange light flashed in her eyes.
At that moment, Jon even felt a power that surpassed Helga's and brought him suppression.
Trelawney seemed to have turned into a medium. The projection of an ancient God suddenly appeared here. Because the ancient Egyptian God and Helga's power were basically from the same source, this projection was not blocked but strengthened.
This was yesterday's illusion, used to peek into the future.
And this was also a game that Professor Trelawney often played in class. She used the tea leaf as a medium to reveal the next omen for someone.
It was just that it was not very accurate.
Because this method relied too much on experience and power. How much could be seen depended on the Wizard's own accumulation and attainments in prophecy. A Wizard like Trelawney who relied on her bloodline naturally could not make a powerful prophecy.
But the one here was not Trelawney, but a certain ancient existence.
"What's the result?"
"Terrible!
Really terrible … …
The power of death shrouded this world. The illusion of nothingness is like a bubble, popping with a touch.
So strange … … "
"Is it Dumbledore's result or the Black Wizard's result?"
"Hmm?" Trelawney humphed strangely. "I'm not looking, I'm looking at this world."
"What? Then what about Dumbledore? "
"Dumbledore, he died. But the death of the Undead Bird doesn't seem to count as death, it should … …"
Before she could finish, Trelawney was down.
Jon could feel some kind of power dissipating. Then Helga's voice rang in his ears.
"Too much power has descended, this little girl's body can't handle it."
Helga transferred some power into Jon's body. "We'll just watch Dumbledore. Now, it's time for the main characters of your story to appear. Look, they're here."
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