HP Approaches the Magical World

After the end of October, the cold wave came immediately.

Perhaps because of the relatively high latitude, the coldness of Hogwarts was only physical damage. Before the humid air came down, it turned into snowflakes floating in the sky.

In the middle of November, winter has arrived.

The students in the castle all put on coats and scarves, and Jon was no exception. He was already a little cold-tolerant, and he brought several thick clothes from home when he started school, and exposed himself to the air early after Halloween. The body parts in the robe were wrapped up, and with the constant temperature magic applied inside the robe, he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

The Hufflepuff students also gradually forgot about the announcement on Halloween night. Although the small blackboard for the announcement was still placed in the corner of the common room, everyone was attracted by another thing.

The Quidditch season at Hogwarts has begun.

Every morning Jon had seen the gamekeeper, Hagrid, defrosting his broomstick on the Quidditch pitch in his fur coat.

Jon has no interest in the sport of Quidditch. Although his flying class scores are not bad, he doesn't like sports, and he also finds flying around in the air boring. It's better to study more about the use of the monocle left by Ravenclaw.

Anyway, Hufflepuff College has countless students who like Quidditch, and it's nothing without Jon.

The three of Stephen are very excited. They, including Fren, are all loyal fans of Quidditch. Even if they can't play, they will appear in every game.

Of course Jon was there, but he was pulled over and sat in the auditorium like a dummy.

The students of the competition in the sky flew around, and Jon could only sit between Fron and Scully in a daze.

Meditation is impossible to meditate, it is too noisy here, and meditation can be easily interrupted, Jon glanced across the Slytherin auditorium, because of Helga, he "happened" to know that Slytherin had The magic exercise method of a few students can not be restricted by the environment, which is a little more convenient than the meditation method.

However, it is estimated that it is not easily obtained.

After all, it is the inheritance of a wizard family. If it is really so easy to obtain, the magic power training method will not be so precious.

In fact, this is also one of the benefits of the inheritance of the wizard family. The exercise method they use is better than Jon’s meditation method, and the applicable period of Jon’s meditation method is too short. Take it for now, Jon They all felt that the speed of absorbing magic factors slowed down during meditation.

It is estimated that when he is in the second grade, meditation will not be able to help him practice magic power. Of course, it can still be used only to restore his spirit.

According to what Helga said, his current level can already go to the third grade, if Hogwarts can skip a grade.

Christmas is just around the corner, and Jon has already prepared a large cloth bag that expands the space. He is going to take the portrait of Helga from Ravenclaw's study back to his home, and then put his ancestors in the study in.

This way he could be taught by Helga at home.

And once Helga's identity appears in his home, his elf butler must be the happier one than him. After all, Helga has a reputation in the group of house elves that is difficult for any creature to match.

At that time, maybe something can be done through Helga Kaleidi. It would be too wasteful to use the elf's magical ability to watch the house.

Plus Helga's reputation...

Even if the elf couldn't betray his master, if Jon wanted to inquire about something, there was absolutely no other way more convenient than this.

Jon seemed to have seen an information network of elves beckoning to him.

"Hey Jon,

Why are you in a daze! "

Called back to reality by Sculley's voice, Jon realized that the game was over.

"Why so fast?" He was slightly stunned: "Which team won?"

"Of course... Gryffindor."

Sculley was a little frustrated, but quickly regained his spirits: "But it is not difficult for Hufflepuff to lose to Gryffindor. After all, it is always like this. Losing to Gryffindor is better than losing to Gryffindor. Strong Slytherin."

"It's just a game, let's go, let's go to dinner, Stephen has already gone to take a seat."

Fren also seemed very excited. He had never watched Quidditch before, so he didn't care much about winning or losing. As long as the game was wonderful, he was happy.

Jon looked at the red and frozen ears of the two beside him, and still pulled out two woolen hats from the pockets of his robe and handed them out.

"Aren't you cold?"

"Wow, you have such a good thing, why didn't you take it out sooner!"

Scully and Fren took the hats and put them on with a smile, and the three of them walked towards the castle. At this time, snowflakes had already started to fall in the sky.

"By the way, I seem to have seen Professor Dumbledore just now."

Sculley said to Jon, "He looks like he's in a hurry and doesn't know what to do."

"I saw that too, and Snape went out with him."

Fren also nodded, obviously both of them found this strange.

When the Quidditch match was so important, the headmaster and the head of Slytherin left one after the other, which was strange in itself.

"Okay, don't make wild guesses, even if there is really something that has nothing to do with us."

Jon turned into the corridor of the castle, finally feeling a little warm.

Although it's quite cold inside the castle, it's better than outside, isn't it?

Moreover, because Dumbledore had been in the castle during this time, Jon didn't go to Ravenclaw's study much, and this time happened to be an opportunity.

...

into the night.

Casting a Disillusionment Charm on himself, Jon drilled out of the common room, and pulled out the Marauder's Map from the ring.

Jon tried to copy this magic map, but the copy spell can only copy a piece of parchment, and the magic on it can't be copied at all-Helga said that the making of this map also involved magic contracts and oaths, thinking It's hard to replicate.

Forget it, keep it in your hand for two years, and then find a chance to give this map to Harry later.

Pointing the wand on the map, Jon read softly: "I solemnly swear that I have done nothing wrong."

A picture began to emerge on the map, like a moving navigation map.

Filch wasn't out on patrol, and Dumbledore's office was empty, which was good news. Jon held the map, tucking his hands back under his robes, lest any nightwalker should be startled by seeing a piece of paper floating in the air.

He pressed the storage bag on his chest, and then walked upstairs.