Although this thing is helpful to his own research, Professor Sprout is not interested in this dream-making method at all.

This thing is completely unsuitable for a wizard who follows the path of ordinary magic, because the first restriction is to have witnessed the existence of the deep blue sea, otherwise there is no way to give birth to a qualified dream to save the soul, and this thing needs to It can only be used after people die. For Professor Sprouse, she doesn't need it at all.

　　 "I don't think it is necessary."

　　 Jon closed his notebook, took out the ring from his pocket, and put it on his finger.

　　 The gloves are now not known where they are stored in his body. He doesn't feel anything, but fortunately they are already stored.

　　 "Professor, do you think if this magic is obtained by Voldemort, will it be able to strengthen his power?"

　　 "Maybe, after all, he is already in the state of the soul. This thing is indeed aimed at the soul, and according to the current record, it should have a certain role in nurturing the soul."

　　 What Jon brought up is indeed a more interesting topic. Although Professor Sprout does not want to discuss Voldemort at this time, it is not a big deal since it has been discussed.

　　 After all, Voldemort had just escaped from Hogwarts not long ago, and he should be in an injured state now.

"In fact, I am still a little moved with this technique, but unfortunately it is of no use to me. Maybe Principal Dumbledore will be more interested. I now have my own research direction and learning direction. It is impossible to temporarily switch to this kind of study. thing."

　　 "But this thing really suits me?"

　　 Jon grinned and said, "My identity is special, and my research direction is the existence of the age of gods, and I have indeed seen that great will."

　　 At this point, Professor Sprout also reflected: "I forgot this. By the way, I haven't seen President Helga in a portrait for a long time. Is the founder okay now?"

　　As the dean of Hufflepuff's academy, Professor Sprout always knows some mysterious news that is not known to outsiders.

　　 "My ancestor is still asleep, but I don't think it will take too long before she will wake up. At that time, her elders should be able to communicate with the outside world through portraits."

　　 "Ah, that's good. I just had a proposal before. I really want to know if the founder passed it?"

"what?"

　　 Jon keenly sensed the news, but he didn't understand it.

　　What suggestion?

　　 "Nothing, a small matter. Now that you have installed that thing, I should go back. Speaking of which I have stayed here for more than a day."

　　 "Will the professor leave without finishing the meal? I have some good Chinese food here."

"is it?"

　　Professor Sprout nodded with interest: "That's okay, indeed, I haven't eaten Chinese food for a long time."

　　……

　　 After a meal.

When Professor Sprout used the Apparition to return to Hogwarts, it was already late at night. Because it was too late, she did not directly move into the school, but on the street of Hogsmeade. Wandered for a while.

　　 There are few people on Hogsmeade at night, Professor Sprout strolled around and walked to the door of a bar.

　　 Although this bar turned off the lights, it did not close.

　　 In such a night, a drink is not a big deal, right.

　　 So the witch opened the door of the bar.

　　 "Sorry, we are closed."

　　The boss who was cleaning behind the counter said muffledly, but Professor Sprout didn't make any response.

　　 "A cup of Carrigia, thank you."

　　 The boss behind the counter heard Professor Sprout's voice and turned around.

　　 A gentle expression appeared on his face. Although his voice was still muffled, his tone had become much softer.

　　 "Oh, long time no see, Pomona."

　　 The boss made a glass of wine for Professor Sprout from behind the counter, and then poured himself another glass.

　　 He snapped his fingers, and the oil lamp next to the counter immediately lit up, and while the candlelight flickered, the wood grain on the counter was clearly visible.

　　 "Aberforth, it's really been a long time since I saw you."

　　Professor Sprout looked at the one-hundred-year-old man in front of him. The two of them didn't even have a greeting. After taking a sip of wine, she cut directly to the topic.

　　 "The thing I told you before, I have found a way, but it may take a while to realize it."

　　 The news shocked Aberforth, his hands holding the wine glass were trembling faintly.

　　 "What you said is true?"

　　 "Of course, if there is no possibility of realization, I will not come to you."

Professor Sprout’s words seemed to be a reassurance for the old man, but then she said: "But even if it really exists, she will not come back to life in this world, if you If you want to see her again, you may have to wait until after you die."

　　 "I can, of course I can, I have been waiting for so many years, not bad for this period of time, and when the matter here is over, I have nothing to worry about."

　　 What he said, both of them knew in their hearts that Voldemort still exists in this world~lightnovelpub.net~ Then Aberforth could not leave this world unscrupulously.

　　Although he has so many complaints about his brother, he is the only relative in this world after all, so he still wants to help Albus.

　　 And what he hated was not Albus in the first place.

　　 Now that the words are finished, there is no need to stay here for a long time. Professor Sprout drank all the wine in the glass, and then left here.

　　 She returned to school. Hogwarts at night was full of tranquility and tranquility. It was difficult for her to imagine how this tranquility would be disturbed by the return of the Dark Lord.

　　 Now, I just hope that Albus’s plan is effective and it works smoothly.

She suddenly thought of Jon, but immediately erased the terrible idea from her mind-of course she hoped that a true warrior would appear in Hufflepuff to face and defeat Voldemort, but out of selfishness, she did not Hope this person is Jon.

　　 Even if Jon has such strength, she doesn't want such a thing to happen.

　　 That's why it is selfishness.

　　 Really love a person’s performance, no matter how much she hopes that person can be alone, she still hopes that this person can always be safe, unless something is unavoidable.

　　-but facing Voldemort, it is not inevitable.

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