"I was planted with a hint of the soul?"

"When did this happen?"

　　 "Why didn't I find out?"

　　 "There is no response to your prohibition?"

　　 At night, inside the Magic Castle.

　　 After hearing Helga's words, Jon looked at Helga in surprise, his face full of surprise.

　　 When did he get caught again?

Helga patted Jon’s head, pulled out one of Jon’s hair and crushed it into powder: "This suggestion is not very powerful, and you should not have direct contact with a suggestive object. Now I have discovered it, directly. Just wipe it out for you. Go back and check carefully to see if there is anything unusual around you. If you find it, just remove it."

　　 "Just get rid of it? Ancestor, you mean, can I use war magic in the castle?"

　　Because of Helga's warning before, he was concerned about the shackles in the castle, so Jon has never used the [War Magic] he learned in the castle.

　　 The only exception is [Monitor Wind Talk]. This relatively simple passive magic has no movement when casting a spell, but its effect is quite limited.

　　 Powerful wizards generally have intuitions that match their strengths. Even the current Jon can feel the prying eyes of the dark wizards, let alone more powerful wizards.

　　 It's just that most wizards don't care about that flash of intuition.

　　 There are many such magics in [War Magic], because they are specially used on the battlefield, so I don’t care about the details.

　　 "You have some immunity.

　　 Besides, students using more powerful magic in the castle is not a big deal.

　　 Besides, there are some magics. It shouldn't be a big problem to use it for a while. And since you have been planted with hints, then it proves that people have found you on your head, and blindly avoiding it is useless.

　　 With the previous example of the black musician, the later black wizard should not be close to the school, but the spiritual magic like this suggests that sometimes it can hurt you without getting close. "

　　 "Yes, I see, I'll check it when I get back."

　　 After Jon finished speaking, the air fell silent.

　　 After a while, Helga's voice rang again.

　　 This time, her voice became a little serious.

　　 "Next time, don't keep your hands."

　　 Jon obviously had expected this, but he was still a little embarrassed when he was broken by Helga.

　　 "It's not actually keeping hands, but under the circumstances, I couldn't kill people directly. Dumbledore would find out."

　　 "Dumbledore will be there at that time because I helped you delay a little time, but if you did your best at that time, Dumbledore would not appear."

　　 Helga tried to organize the words. She was bored not long ago, so she turned over that Edmund's memory again, and found out that Jon had left her hands.

　　 It was also messy when she cared, thinking that Jon could not fight, so she notified Dumbledore of the appearance of the black wizard with a portrait, but at that time Jon didn't want to fight.

　　The black musician's combat effectiveness is indeed very strong, but his body is very fragile, and the effectiveness of the music magic has been greatly weakened under the protection and prohibition of Helga.

　　 Therefore, when a person is already trapped in the mire, a small-scale [continuous explosion] can at least severely wound the person into a coma, and a comatose black musician is basically in a state of being slaughtered.

　　 Jon's combat experience was trained by Helga, and this kind of small scene can be completely dealt with.

　　 To put it bluntly, it was Jon's own problem.

　　 "It's my own problem." Jon admitted the problem frankly, and didn't intend to go around with Helga: "I still can't accept the murder."

"Ugh."

　　 Helga's sigh is clearly audible in the empty lobby, and Jon with his head down is very respectful, but his expression is still stubborn.

　　He doesn't want to kill, nothing about social etiquette, but he hasn't prepared for this.

　　 "Ancestor, I know that killing someone is not difficult in your opinion, but for me, it is still a relatively difficult thing to kill a person truly."

　　 "I am not saying that killing is a very important thing, I am talking about your heart."

　　 The legendary witch stood up, took Jon's hand and took a step, and the two came to the edge of the floating island of Magic Castle in the blink of an eye.

　　 "Your heart is not firm enough, not cruel enough."

　　 A stone turned into Helga's hand, and she was thrown into the dark void, turning into smoke in a blink of an eye.

　　 "The most feared thing about this path of magic research is that the heart is not firm enough, and if you are not firm, you will be crushed in the dark road ahead."

　　 Jon asked in surprise, "I am still very determined to pursue magic?"

"is it?"

　　 Helga straightened his expression and said solemnly: "Very strong will, but not enough."

　　 "Jon, you grew up in the Muggle world, unlike the children of wizarding families. In those children's world, there is only the requirement of being superior in magic."

　　 "In your world, there are many things that are not so important, but you have to do it, which will conflict with your choices."

"I'm not saying that you can't be all-inclusive~lightnovelpub.net~ But Jon, the wizard is not as magical and powerful as the Muggles say, so the protagonist in the old world was not a wizard, but now, it is still not. "

　　 "The so-called wizard is just an identity, just like you are the child of your parents and my offspring. These are just an identity, nothing more. In the wider world, the wizard is still a part of humanity."

　　 "No one in the world is completely clean, and there are not a few dark wizards who died in Dumbledore's hands. Killing or not killing is actually just a choice."

　　 "But no matter what kind of choice it is, it is better than choosing kindness and softness."

　　 "At least, when facing the enemy, no."

　　 "Because kindness to the enemy is irresponsibility to yourself."

　　 "Being your enemy means that he doesn't need you to give him the so-called kindness."

　　 Jon was silent, speechless.

　　 "You think about it, anyway, you may face a lot of dangers next, I hope you can overcome the obstacles in your heart."

　　 "Jon, again, I support all your ideal decisions, but I don't want you to be trapped here forever like me in the future."

　　 Looking at Helga's hopeful gaze, Jon lowered his head and replied in a low voice.

　　 "I...I know, I will work hard."

　　 Helga turned and walked back, and stopped after two steps.

"correct."

"Ok?"

　　 The boy looked up at the witch, thinking there was something else.

　　 "Congratulations on your promotion [Teacher]."

　　 Jon breathed a sigh of relief, a smile on his face.

　　 "Thank you."