Jon just knew the direction of the story. As for what Dumbledore thought, no one knew.

　　 The human heart is the hardest thing to guess in the world. If it were so easy to guess what Dumbledore was planning, he would not be a legendary wizard.

　　 Maybe Helga might know, but now the legendary witch has fallen asleep, and Jon can't wake people up.

　　Besides, just to wake Helga for such a trivial matter, Jon has to think about whether he can withstand Helga's soul torture.

　　 This kind of work of speculating on the psychology of the characters is better handled by Ms. Joanne, who wrote the book.

　　 After a conversation in the living room, the two people went upstairs to sleep.

　　 There is no interesting discovery anyway, it is better to go to bed early and raise your spirits.

　　……

　　 Jon was woken up.

The feedback from [Monitor Wind Whisper] came with a very loud noise, that kind of harsh noise. When it rang in Jon’s mind, it directly shook Jon from a hazy state into a very awake boy. people.

　　 Jon raised his hand and looked at his watch, one o'clock in the morning.

　　 It’s alright, I don’t need to sleep now. At this point in time, I can’t sleep if I want to.

　　 He was about to turn off this passive magic—in the afternoon, he wanted to use this magic to listen to Dursley's voice and see if he could hear any clues, but it didn't work.

　　 It seems that there is a kind of magic barrier blocking the Dursley's home. The magic frequency band of [Monitor Wind Whisper] can't affect the air inside at all.

　　 It's just that after Joanne came back, the two talked for a while, and he forgot about turning off magic.

　　 Since I practiced Lockhart's memory magic, my memory is getting worse and worse.

It seems that it is necessary to learn Occlumency as soon as possible, so that it can somewhat stabilize the impact of memory magic on the soul, plus the protective measures left by Helga, as long as he does not take other people’s memories like Lockhart Put it in your own mind to seriously experience the lives of others, and there won't be any big problems.

　　 It's just that the voice just now, is Joanne going out?

　　 turned off the effect of [monitoring wind whispers], and Jon didn't bother to open it again, so he got up from the bed and opened the door to look outside.

　　 Sure enough, Joanne's figure appeared in the corridor, and then went down the stairs.

　　 After a while, Jon heard the sound of the door closing.

　　 It's so late, where is she going?

　　 Jon walked out of the room with doubts and walked to the door of Joanne's room. He happened to see the desk lamp that had not been turned off inside, as well as the unfinished manuscript under the desk lamp and the watch-style detector.

　　 Joanne never left this thing. Why did you take it off specially today?

　　 Jon thought hard, and suddenly remembered what caused the harsh noise just now.

　　 When magic is released, it will distort the surrounding magnetic field and cause strong fluctuations. Some Muggle technology products also have the same function, such as Joanne's watch detector.

　　 But Joanne's detector is not so powerful, and it will not produce such a huge noise.

　　 That said, someone came to Joanne?

　　 shouldn't be a big deal, right?

　　 Jon frowned, and instead of going back to his room, he went downstairs and took out two cans of Coke from the refrigerator.

　　 I heard it for Joanne.

　　Wait for someone to come back, and then ask what happened.

　　……

　　 There is nothing wrong with Jon’s guess.

　　 It was true that someone came to Joanne, and the person was not kind.

　　 By the light of the street lamp, Joanne, wearing a strong outfit, quietly came to a corner and stared at the corner of Privetta Road. It was the information that "that person" had just sent her, and the place was booked.

She looked at the corner of the street illuminated by the dim light of the street lamp, and then, before long, a tall and thin figure appeared under the light, silently, as if it had grown out of the light, and saw this figure. Joanne's body trembled unconsciously.

　　 It was a man who came.

　　 has short hair, wears a black trench coat, a pair of long leather boots on his feet, and wears glasses.

　　 He carried a small delicate suitcase in his hand.

　　 Joanne knows that box, which is MI0's special equipment.

　　 number st-9100, a lethal weapon developed for wizards.

　　 This weapon is shaped like a long needle for knitting a sweater, but Joanne, one of those lucky enough to see the use of that weapon, knows the function of this weapon.

　　 In a certain mission, a powerful wizard who wanted to resist was stabbed by this weapon. In just three seconds, the wizard lost all his magic power and became an ordinary person.

Although the use conditions and restrictions of this weapon are very large, and the action time is very short, MI0 people never act alone. There will inevitably be a wizard accompanying. A wizard who has lost his magic power wants to resist another wizard. It's too difficult.

　　 And why does Joanne know about this weapon?

　　Because she knew each other.

　　 From this weapon ~lightnovelpub.net~ to the person who uses this weapon.

　　 "It's really you. I thought you were enjoying your vacation at the University of Manchester now."

　　 The approaching man smiled at Joanne, as if he was chatting with a friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

　　 It's a pity that the other person in the picture looks very tight, Joanne's hair is tied tightly, her expression is serious, her left hand is tightly clutched at the cuff.

　　 "It's me... teacher."

　　 The teacher in Joanne’s mouth is naturally the man in front of him, Ronas Carr, who is the guide and educator for Joanne to join MI0 and a professor at the University of Exeter.

　　 "Take it easy, I'm just passing by this time." Ronas said calmly, "I didn't want to treat you. After all, I personally approved your transfer application before."

"I know this," Joanne said nervously, "but you came here suddenly. You must not have come to travel. If it weren't for my business, I can't think of any other reason for you to be here. Came here to see me so late, and with..."

Having said this, she reflexively glanced at the box in Ronus's hand. The familiar sign on it seemed to tell Joanne that it didn't know what happened, and Ronas did not say anything, so Joanne Then he said: "If it is because of me, I hope you can tell me directly, at least let me understand what happened, please, Mr. Ronus?"

　　 She kept her head down, only to hear the man in front of her sigh leisurely.

　　 "Joanne, you have crossed the line this time."