Chapter 2426 Short Meeting

"Luna Lovegood, born in Ravenclaw, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry, has a weird personality and eccentric thinking. She is good at ancient magic literature. She was once a student lower than Maca McLean. After Ryan served as the professor of ancient magic literature at Hogwarts, he followed him to study magic literature courses. The wizard went deep into the disaster site several times, but due to the difficulty of investigation, further personal information is temporarily unknown, and the recent situation needs to be supplemented."

This is one of the information sent to the research institute by the International Intelligence Office of the Magical Congress of the United States of America through Ilvermorny. Although the content is actually not very detailed, there is a lot about the origin of the identity of the other party and the general experience during the disaster. It's all in it.

Coupled with a few magical photos of the other party, at this moment, John has accurately identified who the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him is with just one glance.

However, if he wanted to say whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for him to suddenly meet the other party in this place, he still had no idea in his heart.

"Uh...'make friends'?" John subconsciously kept a step back, and stood inside the door hesitantly repeating the words of the other party.

"yes!"

In front of the door, Luna standing on the steps looked at him curiously, paused and continued:

"Everyone has difficulties and can help each other. This is making friends... You look stupid, you probably don't have any friends? In fact, I am the same... So seize the opportunity! Everyone here is good, There is no bad intention, they are all good friends worth making..."

While she was talking, suddenly a hand stretched out from behind, pulling her aside, and interrupting her "talk about making friends" that John was completely confused about.

"Sorry, Luna occasionally likes to talk to herself like this, so ignore her."

Just saying that, the owner of the hand that pulled Luna away has already replaced Luna who spoke abruptly, and stood in front of John. Because he had also seen this face in the information list, John quickly recognized the identity of the other party—this was one of the few people marked in the information, named "Hermione Granger's young witch.

And after waiting for John to look up and look behind him... Sure enough, although it is not complete compared with the list, most of those young people are indeed here, and some of my previous guesses are correct.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Granger from Hogwarts?" John thought for a while, then his complexion changed and he took a step forward, stretching out his hand, "I'm John Stewart, an American Ilvermorny The advance team that came."

"Ilvermorny?" Hermione stared at him twice. "Hello, it's nice to see humans here besides us."

While responding, she stretched out her hand to shake him lightly, but then withdrew her hand again.

"Since Mr. Stuart appeared here safe and sound, he must have had no conflicts with the zombies. We just went out and experienced a difficult battle. Some people need treatment, some people need to rest, and it is inconvenient to talk to Mr. in detail for the time being... Please give us some time, and we can have a good conversation later!"

Having said that, Hermione nodded politely towards John, and then beckoned the others behind him to walk around him,

Straight into the hall.

John watched such a group of people passing him one after another, and found that except for Miss Luna Lovegood at the beginning, most of them, like Miss Granger, seemed to have no interest in him. He didn't dare to say anything more for a moment, but watched them disappear one by one by the hall door he came out of.

"Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Hannah Abbott... Safina Grofeyn."

He murmured in his heart, these were of course the people he had seen in the materials, but obviously not all of them. In this group of people, there are also wizards he does not know and whose origins are still unknown.

But no matter who it is, the people who can appear here are obviously not the ones he can easily ignore. Now that he was trapped here, compared to the masters here—that is, the living corpses, at least these young wizards who were said to be the first to prevent this disaster were obviously more worthy of his trust.

But is that really the case?

Looking at the empty hallway again, John hesitated for a moment, then shook his head silently—after seeing all the situations here recently, he had already begun to doubt what purpose he came here.

At the same time when the task was assigned, the institute said convincingly that it had already obtained some information about this disaster place. Although sending them here was still dangerous, it was still possible to collect the specific information here. After trying to send out the information.

But looking at it now, the actual situation here is not only completely different from the part of the information given here, but it is also very difficult for him to go back. If it weren't for his inexplicable luck this time, he might be like those teammates. Was it already dead from the start?

So, what the hell is he here for?

"...Mr. Stewart? Mr. Stewart?"

Standing at the gate facing the hall in a daze, John was full of thoughts for a while, and his heart was even more frowning, and he even seemed to start to doubt his life. After repeating the voice in his ear several times, he suddenly woke up.

"what?"

Turning his head suddenly, when he saw the pale face of the living corpse girl Bai Ye, he came back to his senses.

"I mean, Mr. Stewart, what are you doing standing here?" Bai Ye said, pointing to the hallway, "The master will be back soon, he ordered to prepare a banquet in the dining room, and asked Mr. Stewart to attend— —Sir, go and tidy up your clothes first, the master doesn't like people with disheveled clothes."

"Uh... ah... oh!"

John was startled, and subconsciously looked down at his clothes.

Indeed, in the past few days, he has been walking around busy with his own affairs, and he doesn't see many people all day, so he doesn't care about his image at all.

However, it was still unexpected for a living corpse who was still holding a book to study human characters to point out this point. This is somewhat subtle.

After Bai Ye said these words, he didn't say anything more to him, and took the new companion behind him out of John's sight, leaving him alone at the door, lost in thought.

"……banquet?"

I don't know how long it took before John smacked his mouth and said dryly to himself.