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The so-called need for help means that Jon's help is naturally needed.

Laura blinked and looked at Jon with a pleased expression, which really made Jon helpless.

"Okay, okay, I promised to go in with you. Since Christmas has just passed, no one will come to see them anymore, but you have to hurry up."

"Boss, your power is relatively strong. You control the time. If the time is not enough, you will bring me out. Anyway, we can't only go in once."

"also."

Jon nodded:

"But you have to control yourself. If you go in and out too much, I suspect her soul power may not be able to hold it."

"Boss rest assured, my power will be well controlled, but you..."

"My strength will also be well grasped, call God to protect!"

A black black bird jumped out from Jon's fingertips, and Jon pulled Laura into a twisted space stack, and then transferred part of his consciousness into the black bird's body.

"Well, it's safer here. No one will find that we are here and you can start. I will go in with you," Jon's consciousness said in Xuanniao's body, although it looked funny.

Laura didn’t laugh. The black bird had no feet and couldn’t hold onto Lara’s body, so in this case, Jon needed to find the energy line that Laura pulled out... Fortunately, the black bird’s instinct was Look for this thing.

This time it is much more convenient.

With the black bird as a guide, Laura quickly found the hole in the barrier of the stream of consciousness, and then led Jon into Mrs. Longbottom's consciousness.

Space changes.

The black bird twisted and deformed beside Laura and gradually transformed into Jon's appearance.

Then it fell to the ground.

This is a cabin.

There is a printed and dyed carpet on the floor, with gorgeous texture, and the white background is decorated with green dots.

The curtain is a piece of snow-white tulle, which is hung neatly and plumply. Perhaps in order to appear orthodox, the edge of the curtain has just touched the ground-the soft border with the floor.

The French wallpaper on the wall is tastefully chosen-the looming green thin lines on the silver wallpaper are intertwined.

There are three exquisite lithographs made by Julian hanging in the empty space on the wall... One of the drawings is an oriental luxury scene, or a scene of arrogance and luxury;

The other picture depicts an extremely lively carnival;

The third picture is a Greek female head-she looks like a fairy, but when you look closely, her expression shows a kind of pain and confusion.

The windows are dark red colored glass, inlaid in a skeleton structure made of rosewood, which is larger than ordinary windows. The inner track of the curtain is decorated according to the size of the window;

Tailor-made silver curtains were folded into a small piece and hung loosely.

Outside is a very eye-catching crimson silk curtain, with tassels and gold network patterns, and silver lines of the same material as the small curtains.

This is very chic.

But it is not appropriate.

"Why is this style here? What do you think?"

"Generally speaking, the scenes constructed in the human subconscious are often the scenes that people are most yearning for. This kind of scene will not dissipate even after decades. If we are where we are now, it should be Mrs. Longbottom in consciousness. I think when I'm fully awake."

"She thought of a house?"

"This is probably not the house she wants. I checked her story carefully and counted the time. At that time, her child was just born, and having a warm home is what a mother wants most."

"What you said makes sense." Jon looked around, and there was no one they wanted, so he said: "Let's go, let's go out and have a look."

Outside the hut, it was a normal village.

Compared with the gathering place of ordinary wizards, there is no difference.

"There is no difference, but the biggest difference. The scenes that people construct in the subconscious can be detailed, just like those shown in the house, or they can be beautiful, but they can't be so regular."

A glance at this place does not conform to the picture constructed in the human subconscious. The picture constructed in the normal subconscious should be beautiful but vain. At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it, but it cannot withstand scrutiny.

Because in the subconscious, people's subjectivity still occupies a larger share, rather than reason.

"Isn't this Neville Longbottom?"

Laura and Jon looked across, but Neville's figure just flashed and disappeared.

The two of them walked around, the street lights here were still very bright, and the surroundings were clearly illuminated.

"Oh, boss, look, there is a wanted order from the Ministry of Magic!"

Laura's voice suddenly rang in Jon's ear, and Jon turned his head to ~lightnovelpub.net~ and saw a wanted order in the shadows.

"Who is this wanted?"

"Bellatrix Lestrange," Jon glanced at him and knew who was on it: "I saw it in Sirius’s gallery. This person is torturing the Longbottoms. Crazy person."

"No wonder that this level of content can be occupied in the consciousness of the victim. It seems that this Bellatrix is ​​indeed not a good person."

"It's not a good person, these words to describe her also insulted these words, then she is a lunatic."

Laura looked around, and she found this wanted warrant in all directions.

It seemed that Mrs. Longbottom hated the Death Eater who tortured them mad.

"Why is there no one in this place? Except for Neville, who just came here, there is not even a shadow."

"It seems that Mrs. Longbottom's problem is bigger than we thought," Laura is an expert in this area after all, and she quickly discovered the problem: "There seems to be someone in this house."

"Go knock on the door and see."

Jon stepped out and knocked on the door outside the manor, but received no response.

"There is no one..."

He and Laura turned their heads and walked forward, but at this moment, he heard the slight stepping sound again.

But after turning around, I didn't see anything.

There are still many problems. This is a very beautiful small village, but except for the street lamps that exude a cold light around them, almost every manor is very dark, and in this environment, the one they just walked out of was actually just The cabin, although it is also very exquisite, suddenly looks much worse than the surroundings.