HP Approaches the Magical World

　　 No matter where it is, being alive is good news.

　　 Dumbledore seemed to have been given a psychiatric shot suddenly. He regained his spirits and left with enthusiasm, leaving only Professor Trelawney to clean up the crystal ball in the classroom.

　　 But she didn't finish her words.

　　 Dumbledore, who was overly happy, ignored this point. If Lawney deliberately finished all the prophecies, I am afraid Dumbledore would not believe it at all, but at this moment, he believed it.

　　 This is a small misunderstanding, but Professor Trelawney did not deceive Dumbledore.

　　 Out of professional ethics, she would not fail to tell Dumbledore about the content of her prophecy, but omit the key points in some details.

As a result of this prediction, whether the girl can be resurrected or not depends mainly on whether Jon can help, because she has no way to see Jon’s fate, and it is difficult to predict what Jon will do next. This leads to She could not completely predict a relatively clear result, but could only make a general conclusion like "not here, not in the future", and one more thing was that even if Jon helped, the girl would not be in this world. Resurrection.

　　 is not here, which means not in this world; not in the future, because she can't see Jon's future at all, but as long as she is promoted reasonably according to the predicted results, the possibility of the girl's resurrection is still very high.

　　 After all, not everyone has such a good opportunity to seal the soul in a portrait, which is constantly cultivated by the legendary wizard and the great wizard who is not inferior to the legendary wizard.

　　 The girl's spirituality has gradually recovered in the portrait, and now she is waiting for an opportunity to recover.

　　 It's a pity that no wizard in this world can give such an opportunity. Trelawney flipped through her memory, and only found some textual information about her ancestors in her memory.

　　 This kind of thing, only for mortals, requires the intervention of the gods, and what is needed is the intervention of very powerful gods.

　　As a sacrifice to the sun god, the Trelawney family is fortunate to be cursed by the gods, so it possesses a very powerful prophecy, but...does there really exist gods in this world?

　　……

　　 Jon had a dream.

　　 is not the dream of the illusion before, but the dream that is very real and indistinguishable.

　　 He dreamed of a person.

　　 That is a girl.

　　 She looks like a Chinese descent because her face is not the kind of deep face unique to Europeans, but she has fair skin and is wearing a very large kimono.

　　...Why is it a kimono?

　　 Jon looked carefully for a long time, and it was indeed the kimono standard, not the Hanfu.

　　 So since you are not from Huaxia, why did you suddenly appear in your dreams?

　　 The girl did not speak, nor did her red hair.

　　 Two people stood quietly facing each other in a small river. Jon was watching the girl, and the girl seemed to be watching him too.

　　 And looking in Jon's direction, the girl's lips moved, as if she was saying something.

　　 "Sorry, I can't hear what you are saying at all. If you really have something to say to me, can we come closer?"

　　 This familiar feeling made Jon a headache outside.

　　 He still hoped that the two people could walk in and talk face-to-face, but when he subconsciously manipulated his body to fly from the ground, he suddenly fell down again.

　　He was at a loss.

　　 Why didn’t the previous flying skills work here?

　　 He looked at the girl opposite, only to see the figure shook his head slightly and turned away.

　　 He got up from the ground and wanted to chase him, but after a pain in the back of his head, his consciousness was quickly pulled back to reality.

　　 opened his eyes, the sky was already bright.

　　 Grindelwald, the culprit who caused his headache, was sitting in front of his bed, holding Jon’s wand upside down in his hand. It was obvious that he had just tapped the wand on Jon’s brain.

　　 "Senior, why are you here?"

　　 Jon reached out and took the wand and put it on the pillow again.

"Would you like to see what time it is now? I have already prepared breakfast, and I am ready to come out and call you to eat, but you can't wake up no matter how you call it. I use magic to see that you have been used as a spiritualist. The surgery is taken away, so I have to use some special methods to get you back."

　　 Jon rubbed his knocked head, and stood up from the bed with a wry smile, "Senior, you have recently become like my parents."

　　 "I have never had a child in my entire life, and I don't have any experience in raising children, so you can just get a little bit of it. Now I will get out of bed and eat."

　　 Grindelwald left Jon's bedroom after speaking, and Jon himself could only get up from the bed and went into the bathroom helplessly.

He said that Grindelwald was like his parents for no reason. In the last life in his memory, he grew up next to his grandparents, and his grandparents were the same, and they would get up very early every day. I called him up after breakfast.

　　 It’s just that after he came into this world, he never had grandparents anymore. He grew up only next to his grandmother.

　　 If I think so, I still miss the world in my previous life, especially the world with mobile phones.

　　 But there is magic in this world, and it also has its own benefits.

　　 Jon touched his forehead while brushing his teeth~www.wuxiahere.com~, the red mark knocked out by Grindelwald has not disappeared yet.

　　 This is not important, but what is the last thing that the girl in his dream said to him?

After washing, I went downstairs to have breakfast. Mr. Grindelwald had finished breakfast but he hadn't eaten it yet. He didn't look like a legendary wizard at all. At this time, he was slowly delivering cut dinner meat to his mouth. , And... porridge?

　　 "Senior, where did this porridge come from?"

　　 No matter where it came from, it was certainly not made by Grindelwald himself.

"bought."

　　 It's best to buy it. This old gentleman doesn't have any money, and he doesn't know where he bought it.

　　 But it doesn't make sense to entangle this now. Jon sat across from Grindelwald and drank a bowl of porridge.

　　 "By the way, what did you experience in your dream?"

　　 "Dreamland? You mean spiritualism?"

　　 Jon thought about the magic he had just suffered inexplicably, but he had no idea.

　　 "There is no danger, but I met a girl, she said to me, say..." Jon tried hard to recall the mouth shape of the girl in the dream:

　　 "It seems to be... that I am a thief?"

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