Pippi’s experience really surprised Jon.

Even after listening to the cause and effect, Jon felt that this incident was a bit too dramatic, but the fat monk would not make up such a long story just because of such a small matter. If nothing else, the cause and effect of this scene Finished, half of the night has passed.

　　He is still sorting out these plots in his head.

　　 But chaos and chaos, Jon also knows very well that if it weren't because he was a descendant of Hufflepuff, no matter how good he was, he would never know these things and where he was qualified to pick and choose.

　　Gap, no matter what direction the gap is, it is ultimately a class gap.

　　 is not a person in this circle, people will never look at you directly.

　　 Jon understands this, so he is very sensible, just sitting there quietly sorting out the things in his mind.

　　 But the fat monk is obviously more concerned about Jon's sleep problem.

　　 "Speaking of which, aren't you going back now? Tomorrow is Sunday. There should be many students who will get up early and leave school."

　　 "No hurry..." Jon buried his head in thinking, and suddenly he raised his head again: "Wait, tomorrow is Sunday?"

　　 How does he remember that tomorrow is Monday?

　　 No, no, it was Friday night when he and Snape were on the training ground, so he really confused the time.

　　 Jon, who found that he had confused the time, immediately subconsciously checked his body.

　　 The last time he had such a situation, it was when he almost died that time, but after experiencing that incident, he has been very careful. Recently, he has not contacted anyone at all, except for...Le May’s watch shop?

　　 "Monk, can you feel anything unusual about this watch?"

　　 Jon pointed to the pocket watch on the fat monk's neck. If it is because of the watch shop, there should be traces on this pocket watch.

"of course can."

　　 The fat monk readily agreed, and the pocket watch was hung on his neck, so it was not difficult to find out.

　　 The power of the ghost penetrated into the pocket watch and began to look for anomalies.

　　 Fortunately, the fat monk is very efficient. After looking for it twice, he has found the problem.

　　 "Jon, where did you get such a high-end pocket watch, there are already very few alchemical items that can be used by ghosts, or items with absolute precision magic, expensive, right?"

　　 "Actually, it is not. The origin of this pocket watch is indeed a bit weird. It was given to me by one of my elders."

　　 "Then your elder must be a very good wizard."

　　 The fat monk sighed: "Of course, you are the offspring of Hufflepuff, it is not unusual to have such elders."

　　 "Actually... Forget it, you should just tell me what is going on?"

"Well-it's very simple to say. There are many types of magic attached to this watch. It should be the magic added in the production. Did you go to someone's production studio? There is a time error, which is very big. It may be because you are under a certain time magic that is casting a spell. Although the target of the magic is not you, you are still affected a little." "That's it, that's good."

　　 Jon breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, he should have nothing else. He put down his teacup and said goodbye to the fat monk.

　　 The castle at midnight is very quiet, even Mr. Filch is not at work, only Jon is still strolling idly in the castle.

Keep quiet and return to his bedroom. As a model of day and night, Jon has always had the good habit of not quarreling his roommates. Of course, fortunately, Hufflepuff’s dormitory is also separated from each other. It won't bother you too much.

　　-breaking into someone's bed curtain to wake people up is not counted.

　　 After sleeping until noon, Jon got up from the bed and saw Stephen waiting outside.

　　 He did tell Stephen before that he wanted to explain something to him: "But you won't wait until now, do you?"

　　 "Think too much, I just came back according to the earliest record of getting up after your night tour, didn't wait long, what's the matter?"

After being spit out by Stephen, Jon didn’t care. He pulled the map of the live spot out of his sleeve and handed it to Stephen: "This thing, find a way to give it to the twins of the Weasley family, don’t let him know that we did it. , And then I’ve done it with Pippi. He will regularly record the news from him. Think about who to receive it. The ghost’s information can only be copied. There is no way to take it away. Find a reliable one. People."

　　 "This is simple, I can handle it."

　　 After the account was over, Stephen began to report on the two days. After finishing talking, Jon was about to go out, but was stopped by Stephen.

　　 "By the way, let me say that, in view of your current non-compliance behavior in the college, you have now been socially expelled from the students in the entire college."

"What?"

　　 "Social delisting~lightnovelpub.net~ I initiated it. According to the wishes of your old people, now you are already low-key and can't be low-key."

Stephen lowered his head and laughed: "Now all the newcomers in the club don't know who you are anymore, plus the fact that the seniors in the upper grades kept silent about you as a'magic figure'. Now even our grade is the same. People have almost forgotten you."

　　 "This is too much, right? I'm obviously in normal class! And I'm still their boss, the kind of boss who gives them money!"

　　 Jon feels unfair for himself. Although he wants to keep a low profile, the social expulsion is a bit too serious.

"There is no way. The impact of the event that you created a club in the last school year is really difficult to eliminate. I have tried many methods, and none of them are more effective than this. So this is the only way. I suggest you relax and accept it calmly. So surprised."

　　 "Okay, blame me, it's better than before."

Jon nodded helplessly. Because Stephen and others had tightly sealed Harry’s side, Harry has not yet learned about Jon’s deeds, but Slytherin is a self-contained system, and Stephen’s tentacles can’t be stretched out. Go in, so just two days ago, during his lunch break, Jon saw the little Draco Malfoy who came to seek a sense of existence, trying to join the Hufflepuff Institute of Magic Research.

　　 What a joke, even Ravenclaw's exchange students were sent back by Jon for some reason this semester. The Hufflepuff Institute of Magic Research, it is impossible for students from outside colleges to join in.

　　 "But since we are all socially delisted, I can just do a little bit more neatly."