HP Approaches the Magical World

　　 The passage, in fact, Helga didn't care much.

　　Because this is not a difficult task for her, it is just to build a channel for souls to communicate with each other, which is harmless to Helga.

　　 "There are many problems in this, have you considered?"

　　 "I have considered those issues, but some souls come over, and it will not interfere with the major issues, otherwise I will not come to tell you."

Jon lowered his head and said: "There is only one thing. If this is a visit to the deep blue sea, it will definitely not be hidden from the legendary wizard and other people. Naturally, Dumbledore and Grindelwald need not say much, if there are other things. When the tentacles of wizards and gods find this place, they will definitely disturb you, or at least make noise."

　　"It's just a quarrel, it doesn't make much sense. I think I had such quarrels many times when I was at Hogwarts.

Rowena and Salazar are always arguing, always arguing, and many times those pretending to be arguing are for no reason. Therefore, a long time ago, Gryffindor once said to me: The quarrel of meaning is part of the content that must be experienced before the final result can be obtained.

　　 Even arguing is meaningless to anyone.

I didn’t think it was right at the time, but after thinking about it, it made sense, so I don’t need to worry about those people. They want to make a noise, just let them make a noise. In the deep blue ocean, there is the will of the world. Spin.

　　 Get ready when you go back. I will use the rhizome of the World Tree on your body to create a passage. Pay attention to the link. "

　　 Helga waved his hand: "Okay, you go back, I want to stay a while by myself, want to come, you can't stay here too long, right?

　　Don't worry about my business, just do your own business, Jon, don't get anything wrong. "

　　 "Thank you ancestors for your care, I know all this in my mind."

　　 Jon was silent for a while, and said: "You have been tired for so long, maybe you should rest for a while. The evolution of the world cannot be completed overnight, you still have to take care of yourself."

"Got it."

Helga didn't seem to care about it, but lowered his eyes: "This world has become his system. There is no need for me to do more. When I finish working on your side, I will start. Begin to temper yourself and prepare to ignite the sacred fire.

　　 As for the evolution of the world? That is what allows them to operate independently. No matter which world it is, once it becomes a system, then no matter who leaves it, it will operate normally. "

　　 Jon did not respond.

　　His figure has disappeared like smoke in the hall, apparently he has already left when Helga said the first sentence.

　　 In the silence, Helga raised his foot and walked out from here.

　　 When she created light from the siege of darkness, and created the night sky for the light, there was a cycle of day and night on the floating island.

　　 Helga, as the goddess, stands above the void, silently looking at the moon in the sky.

　　 The moon in the sky is her gaze, but she is looking at the moon in the sky.

　　 And the moon is in her sight, running along the established track.

　　 is like a dream floating between reality and illusion.

　　 But originally, this world is just a dream.

　　 So quiet, so beautiful, so peaceful.

　　 So...lonely.

　　 She really lost everything, but fortunately she gained some more, but in the end, what was lost was lost.

　　 What a beautiful moonlight.

　　 She looked up and thought.

　　……

　　 "How long did I sleep?"

　　 Jon propped up his body from the bed and asked in a low voice, watching Ceshatri eating a banana by the window.

　　 "The soul was out of the body, two hours, and I slept for about six hours? Thanks to you, after your soul returns to the body, I will have no pressure, and I will listen to music for a while."

　　 "Music?"

　　 Jon looked in the direction of Sechateri's fingers, only to realize that there was a phonograph in his room.

　　 "Where did you get it?"

　　 "I brought it. Originally, I also brought a newest Walkman, but Hogwarts couldn't use it. When I turned it on, it was all noise. Now it's dead."

　　 Sachtli was obviously complaining, and Jon was helpless. After all, he hadn't realized that he was in a technological age before.

　　 Is the Walkman invented so early?

　　 "How did you start a company in Muggle society? Why don't you know any news?"

"Sorry, I am a capitalist, and I never do not care how they run the company, and although I grew up in a Muggle environment, you must remember that I am a child of a wizard family and I have never attended any normal school. "

　　 Jon glanced at the time. At six o'clock in the morning, it was still dark outside, the sky was getting colder and colder, and the night was terribly long.

Fortunately, the hut has a constant temperature for many years, protected by a curse, and the temperature is a trivial matter. This is also the main reason why Seshatri and Jon rarely go out. The temperature is pleasant inside and the cold outside, as long as The brain is normal, and everyone knows how to choose.

　　 Then, accompanied by inexplicable music, Jon washed his face with warm water and then awoke.

　　 "What song is music?"

　　 "Russian, right? I don't know ~www.wuxiahere.com~ I found it under your book, otherwise I wouldn't turn out the phonograph, it should be your subordinate to get it for you."

　　 Jon was surprised, but then, the clear high pitch from the phonograph came out, especially penetrating.

　　 Then, Jon remembered what it was.

When Lena went to the Soviet Union, Jon had asked her to look for Vitas, but unfortunately he miscalculated the time. Vitas was only a ten-year-old boy at the time. As a last resort, she found Vitas. Tas's future teacher, and has been kept under surveillance.

The record that I just sent over is actually some songs by Hungry. It is probably because Lenna wanted Jon to relieve her boredom temporarily, but when it was brought, Jon didn’t take it seriously, so she threw it aside. It was dug out by Sesatli.

　　 Sure enough, just like Sethateli said, he has left too many tentacles in the Muggle world unknowingly.

　　 "By the way, I have finished talking about that with the ancestor Helga. Let's prepare. The passage may be erected at any time."

　　Satli was quite surprised.

　　 "So fast? Then we really have to prepare quickly, I thought I would wait for a while."

　　 "The time is very coincidental. It happened that the ancestor Helga had time, and took advantage of this time to complete this matter. After all, it should not be delayed."

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