Chapter 899 Met the Past You

There must always be a degree of attention to the Harry trio.

It is enough for Joanne, Rank and Lear to monitor them 24 hours a day, and Jon feels that he does not need to devote too much energy to them.

That book, will be well written.

This is enough.

The first three parts of the "Harry Potter" series have already started printing and pre-publicity. Although the name has not been publicized, the fact that there is such a book has begun to be known to the public. In more distant places, such as the Americas , Jon has begun his secret experiment,

The establishment of the magic school in America has not been hindered in any way, because Jon has used more power to promote the operation of this matter.

Jon has no psychological burden at all to use other people's children for experiments.

When the dust settles on the UK side, and the results of the first phase of the experiment over there come out, there will be a very intuitive comparison of what kind of effect it can have, and it will be sent to the Ministry of Magic.

At that time, with the new Minister of Magic taking the lead, coupled with the international situation, this change will go very smoothly.

After all, Jon has already started to transform people who can use magic gradually. It is unrealistic to transform everyone into wizards, but it is not a problem for the magic net to transform all healthy people who meet the age and are under the age of sixty. .

In any case, Britain is the closest place to the magic net. When the battle starts at Hogwarts, everything will go on an irreversible path.

It's pretty good, overall, there's nothing wrong with it.

Jon felt that his arrangement was actually quite reasonable.

Obviously, he won't be at home for the next period of time. He plans to find a quiet place to digest the memories that flood his mind every day. After all, these memories are still very troublesome, and more importantly, he still needs to solve them. Remaining problem.

"Then, I will leave the matter here to a few."

Standing in the secret classroom of Hogwarts, Jon said to the deans and Snape.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. You can do your business with peace of mind. I will arrange things here myself."

Snape's voice was as cold as ever.

"This remark seems a bit familiar. Did you also say this to Dumbledore?"

But Jon's question was not answered because Snape left.

"..."

Jon pouted, then turned his head to Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout and said, "The two professors, please put more energy into this matter. I'm afraid there will be some problems, and it will be too late to deal with them."

Snape... had to deal with Voldemort after all.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. If something really happens, I will use the emergency channel for help."

Professor Sprout said.

Her emergency channel goes directly to Helga, which is also a little personal benefit that Jon got for Hufflepuff House.

It's not a problem.

After dealing with these last things,

He turned around and came to the deep sea.

After much deliberation, the best place is still here, this place is quiet, no one disturbs, and the power is sufficient.

As for how to deal with it...it's very simple, just sleep.

When a person sleeps, the spirit can always be relaxed to the greatest extent.

Just relax.

He can achieve the best effect in processing memory.

...

Hermione walked up to Harry just as he was falling asleep.

"We need to talk."

Harry looked at the book still clutched in Hermione's hand. It was The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore.

"About what?"

he asked worriedly, quickly thinking that there was a chapter about him in the book, wondering if he would have the courage to listen to Rita's description of his relationship with Dumbledore.

Hermione's answer was completely unexpected.

"I want to see Xenophilius Lovegood."

"What?"

"Xenophilius Lovegood, Luna's father, I want to talk to him."

"Er—why?"

Hermione took a deep breath, as if mustering courage, and said, "It's the mark, the mark in "The Tales of Beedle the Poet", look here!"

She shoved The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore under Harry's reluctant eyes.

He saw a photo of Dumbledore's letter to Grindelwald, in Dumbledore's familiar elongated italics.

He would hate to see Dumbledore actually write those words instead of Rita making them up.

"Signed," said Hermione, "look at the signed, Harry!"

He looked, unable to understand what she was talking about for a moment, but when he looked closely with the fluorescent light of his wand, he found that Albus's initial letter A in Dumbledore's signature was a small, like "The Tale of Beedle the Bard" Triangular symbols like those in the collection.

"Er—are you—?"

Ron asked tentatively, but Hermione stopped him with one look, and turned back to Harry.

"It keeps coming up, doesn't it?"

She said: "I know that Viktor said it was the symbol of Grindelwald, but it is clearly on the ancient tomb in Godric's Hollow, and the age on the tombstone is far before Grindelwald.

Now add this!

I guess we can't ask Dumbledore or Grindelwald what it means—

I don't even know if Grindelwald is still alive, but ask Mr. Lovegood, he wore that emblem at his wedding. I believe this is important, Harry! "

Harry didn't answer right away.

He watched Hermione's eager face, then stared out into the darkness, brooding.

After a long time, he said, "Hermione, let's not make the same mistakes as Godric's Hollow.

We talked ourselves into going there and—"

"But it keeps coming, Harry!

Dumbledore left me The Tales of Beedle the Bard, how do you know we shouldn't try to figure out that sign? "

"here we go again!"

Harry felt a little irritated: "We always want to make ourselves believe that Dumbledore left secret marks and clues—"

"Deluminators would be useful," Ron chimed in. "I think Hermione's right, we should go see Lovegood."

Harry shot him a glare, believing that his support for Hermione had nothing to do with wanting to know the meaning of the triangle rune.

"It won't be like Godric's Hollow," said Ron again, "Lovegood's on your side, Harry.

"The Quibbler" has always supported you and always told everyone that they must help you! "

"I believe this is important!"

"But if it's important, don't you think Dumbledore should have told me before he died?"

"Maybe... maybe this is something you need to figure out yourself."

Hermione said, kind of grabbing at straws.

"Yeah," said Ron flatteringly, "makes sense."

"It doesn't make sense,"

Hermione said grimly, "But I still think I should talk to Mr Lovegood.

What does a symbol linking Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Godric's Hollow mean?

Harry, I'm sure we should figure it out! "

"I think it's better to vote,"

Ron said, "Who's in favor of going to Lovegood—"

His hands were in the air in an instant, faster than Hermione's.

Hermione's lips quivered inexplicably, and she raised her hand too.

"Two to one, Harry, sorry."

Ron said, patting him on the back.

"Okay," said Harry, both angry and amused, "but after meeting Lovegood, we'll find a way to find other Horcruxes, shall we?

Well, where does Lovegood live?

Does any of you know? "

"It's not far from my house," said Ron, "I don't know exactly where, but when Mom and Dad mention them they always point up the hill.

It shouldn't be hard to find. "

Harry lowered his voice after Hermione went to bed.

"You're just trying to win her back."

"Everything's legal in love and war," said Ron triumphantly, "well, a little bit of both.

Have fun, it's Christmas time and Luna is home! "

The next morning, they apparated to a breezy hillside with a beautiful view of the village of Ottery-Saint-Catchpole.

From a high altitude, the village looks like a small toy house, scattered in the huge speed of light slanting towards the ground between the clouds.

For a while they stood there under the awning and looked out towards the Burrow, all they could see were tall hedges and orchards, hiding the crooked little house from Muggles.

"It feels weird, so close, but can't go back."

"Hmph, it's not like you haven't seen them recently. You spent Christmas there."

Hermione said coldly.

"I didn't go back to the Burrow!"

Ron smiled in surprise, "You thought I'd go back and tell everyone I dumped you?

Yes, Fred and George would be delighted to hear that.

And Ginny, she must be very understanding. "

"Then where have you been?"

Hermione asked in surprise.

"Bill and Fleur's new home, Shell Cottage.

Bill's been nice to me, and he--he's okay with what I've done, but he doesn't stop talking.

He knew I was genuinely sorry and no one else in the family knew I was there.

Bill told his mother that he and Fleur would not go back for Christmas and wanted to spend it alone. You know, this is their first holiday after marriage.

I don't think Fleur cares either, you know how much she hates Tina Warbeck. "

Ron turned his back on the Burrow.

"Go up and have a look."

He took the lead over the top of the mountain.

They walked for hours, Harry donning the Invisibility Cloak at Hermione's insistence.

There seemed to be only one small wooden house among the low mountains, and it seemed that no one lived there.

"Do you think that's his house? They went out for Christmas."

Hermione peered through the window into a tidy little kitchen with geraniums on the windowsill.

Ron snorted disapprovingly.

"Look, I have a feeling you should be able to tell from the Lovegood's window who lives in it.

Or look for it in the mountains ahead. "

They apparated a few miles further north.

"Aha!"

cried Ron, as the wind whipped their hair and clothes.

Ron pointed upwards, at the top of their new hill, a grotesque house rising against the blue sky like a huge black column, with a ghostly moon behind it in the afternoon sky.

"That must be Luna's house, who else would live in a place like that?

It looks like a big car! "

"It doesn't look like a car at all."

Hermione said, frowning at the round building.

"I'm talking about a rook in chess," said Ron. "It's a castle to you."

Ron had the longest legs and ran to the top of the hill first.

He grinned as Harry and Hermione caught up, panting and clutching their sore sides.

"It's their house," said Ron, "Look."

...

"It's their house, look."

The man in front of him pushed open the door to get out of the way of the scene behind him.

It's a normal family.

Chinese style decoration, but strangely empty.

Only ghosts.

Jon walked into the house. He couldn't control his body well, so he was only acting from the first perspective.

He walked in front of a black and white photo, where there was a small incense burner, then lit three sticks of incense on his body, put them on it, and bowed slightly.

"Mother Ye, since I graduated from university, I haven't seen you as a volunteer in the orphanage. I wanted to find a good time to visit you again, but I didn't expect today to be separated forever. The fate is still shallow, but I have never forgotten the kindness of pointing out the maze back then... I will clean up the garbage for you, but I heard that Ye Bai is doing it, "

In the middle of speaking, Jon glanced at Chen Songyuan who was standing beside him, and the latter nodded.

"...I heard that Ye Bai is working on it. In two days, I will go to England to help you take a look at Yecheng. After all, we are no longer students. We will help Ye Bai take care of Yecheng."

With a low tone, he walked out of the room and walked into the dazed night.

The screen ends here.

Then, Jon was finally able to control his body.

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