In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

"Ho, Hogwarts?"

After listening to the young man in front of him, Jon was completely shocked.

On the piece of parchment floating in front of him, the bold English words on the top read "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Enrollment Notice".

The whole text of the notice is very long, but except the title is written in English, the text below is all in a language that Jon has never seen before, and at the bottom of the notice, there is also a school badge .

It wasn't the badge he remembered, with the lion, eagle, badger, and snake surrounded by an H.

Instead, a dark green snake coiled around H.

Of course, Jon had watched the Harry Potter series of books and movies in his previous life. Just a week before his time travel, he had only watched the first four movies twice, and he still remembered the whole magical story.

But what he never expected was that the world he came to was actually the wizarding world of Harry Potter!

The parchment that was floating in front of him now, and the quill that was so close to his hand that he couldn't wait for him to grab his hand were definitely not magic tricks.

At such a close distance, Jon could be sure that the parchment and the quill were not manipulated by any transparent thread or other tricks, and they just floated in front of him!

The clothes of this young man in black, the era he is in, the school name of Hogwarts, and the magic displayed all confirm to Jon that he has indeed come to the world of Harry Potter!

But at this time, not only was he not a little bit excited and excited, but his heart became more and more calm, and the feeling that something was wrong became more and more intense in his heart.

Why didn't the Hogwarts badge match the one he remembered?

Why is the way of enrolling new students in this way completely different from that in the original book?

Why is this admission letter written in an incomprehensible language other than English?

Who is this young man in black robe who recruited him to enroll in front of him? Which professor at Hogwarts?

He was destined not to ask the first two questions at this time. Just when Jon was hesitant to ask the young man's name, the other party had already spoken before him.

"I have inquired about your life here, Mr. Green."

His voice was very gentle, and he seemed patient enough to explain the magic school to Jon.

"More than a year ago, something happened to you that the Muggles around you couldn't understand. This is the embodiment of the talent of magic in you. These people in the orphanage can't accept the existence of magic, so they will be like this reject you."

"But it's different when you go to Hogwarts. You are all of the same kind there. You have the same background and the same ability. You don't have to suffer the same exclusion as here. The professors in the school will also teach you magic."

"When you enroll, there will be a welcome dinner for you. There is a warm lounge, a variety of delicacies that are different every day, the professors are kind, and the classmates are friendly. Hogwarts Castle is the most suitable destination for you."

The young man's words were not in a hurry, but Jon always felt that he looked very anxious, so anxious that he even forgot to introduce himself.

"Sir, you."

"Just sign your name on this notice, Mr. Green. Or, do you have any doubts about what I said?" He asked with a smile.

That smile easily won the child's trust, but his eyes and smile did not match at all. The deep coldness and boredom that were hidden were keenly captured by Jon when they first looked at each other.

It was this contrast that made Jon feel extremely inconsistent.

"No, I have no qualms sir, it's just you."

"Since you have no doubts, let's sign the admission letter. We have other things to do next, such as preparing a magic wand for you, buying school uniforms and so on."

He interrupted Jon's question again with a smile on his face, urging him to sign the notice.

The quill had already been squeezed into Jon's hand, Jon raised the quill, was pulled by the pen in his hand, and placed it on the parchment, but he still wanted to know the one in front of him to enroll him Who are the young people in the world?

"Sir, you haven't done it yet."

"signature!"

The young man seemed to have run out of patience, and suddenly yelled to interrupt his question!

And at the same time, a dazzling red light suddenly shot from behind him, spanning a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, and hit the young man's back!

Fortunately, a transparent mask that seemed to be infected by red light lit up beside the young man, successfully negating the spell of the sneak attack, but at the same time the mask itself began to shatter!

The originally gentle smile on the young man's face was completely restrained, and his expression became cold and disgusted.

He pulled out a small stick-like wand from the sleeve of his left hand, and launched a counterattack in the direction of the red light without hesitation.

"Damned!"

An identical red light shot out from the tip of the staff, and the spell did not hit the target, but hit the grass in front of the attacker, stirring up a large cloud of dirt.

The attacker was a woman with beautiful long dark red hair and bright green eyes.

She was wearing a shabby gray robe and looked dusty. After evading the youth's counterattack, she passed through the flying dust and sprinted towards Jon's direction!

However, when she was less than three meters away from Jon, she suddenly stopped, and pointed the wand in her hand at the young man in black robe who did not know when the tip of the wand lit up with a dark green light!

"Lily Potter! Do you really think I dare not use the Death Curse on you!"

The young man looked at her coldly, and whispered in his mouth.

Lily seemed to have given up her intention to forcibly take Jon away. She held up the wand in her hand and confronted the young man, her voice was as cold as ice and snow.

"Of course you don't dare to disobey the orders of the master you treat as your own father, but you dare to this boy."

While speaking, Lily stretched out the hand that was not holding the wand in the direction of Jon.

"Come with me, Jon, and I'll take you to the real Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"This is a wanted criminal that the Ministry of Magic is offering a reward for! Jon Green!"

The hand of the young man holding the wand did not relax at all. His green light flashing on the tip of the wand was more like a deterrent, a deterrent to maintain the balance of the scene.

"Follow her, and you will also be put on the Ministry of Magic's most wanted list and become a member of the terrorists. Sign, boy, as long as you sign your name on the notice, you will become the only magic school recognized by the magic world Hogwarts students, not that fake terrorist organization that pretends to be. I will take you to that world that belongs to you, where you don’t have to be isolated here, and you won’t live a life of ups and downs with this woman and her gang Life."

He was persuasive to Jon, and Lily, who was standing opposite him, had no intention of refuting his words, but said to Jon calmly again.

"Take my hand."

"Sign it, Green!"

The situation is strangely deadlocked here, and what even Jon himself didn't expect is that the only person who can break the deadlock is him who can be said to be powerless!

In this short period of less than ten minutes, Jon, who was bombarded by countless information, did not fall into chaos at this time.

Or rather, after hearing the name of the witch who suddenly rushed to him and also wanted to take him to Hogwarts, he became more sober.

Lily Potter.

Whether it is this name or this surname, Jon is very familiar with it, but if he really traveled to the world of Harry Potter, then the owner of this name should not have appeared at this time at all!

So he didn't put his trust in this woman called Lily right away.

If the Lily in the original book is indeed credible, but who can prove that the person in front of me is the witch who should have died 10 years ago?

Therefore, Jon didn't make a choice right away. He looked at the young man in black robe, holding a quill in his hand, and took a deep breath. At this moment, he was finally able to ask the question that he had been interrupted repeatedly.

"What I've actually been meaning to say is, sir, you haven't introduced me to who you are yet?"

In such a situation, such a question is obviously very inappropriate, because in the perception of others, even if Jon knows the identity of the young man, it will be meaningless to his next choice.

The young man suppressed the boredom and anxiety in his heart, just thinking that it was Jon's childish outburst, and the gentle and patient smile from before appeared on his face again.

"Sorry, Mr. Green, I forgot to introduce myself to you just now. My identity is a senior agent of the Ministry of Magic in Hogwarts, and a professor of charms at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—Barty Crouch"

The moment Jon heard the young man's name, Jon was stunned. The first thing he thought of was the image of a serious and old-fashioned director of the International Magic Cooperation Department.

Barty Crouch.

etc!

Not that Barty Crouch!

It should be. Barty Crouch Jr.!

After Jon realized it, he didn't hesitate any more, and now everyone knows how to choose!

He slapped away the admission notice that was still floating in front of his eyes, threw away the quill, and put his hand into Lily's without hesitation!

Lily was obviously a little surprised by Jon's reaction, but her movements were also extremely fast, waving the wand in her hand smoothly.

"Apparate!"

The bodies of the two were instantly distorted into a whirlpool, and then completely disappeared in the same place in the next second!

And at this time, the exact name should be the young man named Barty Crouch Jr., and only then did he plan to tell Jon's inducement later.

"...When you arrive at Hogwarts, I can take care of you enough."

Before Little Barty finished speaking, Lily had already taken Jon away in front of him.

He stared blankly at the courtyard where he was the only one left singing a one-man show, and finally the camouflage on his face could no longer be maintained.

That pale face became extremely ferocious and ugly, the rage made the veins on his forehead twitch continuously, and then he yelled out the boy's name word by word.

"Joe! En! G! Lin! Damn it! Despicable Mudblood!!"