In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

Jon watched the actions between the master and servant with cold eyes. He was not in a hurry to take action now, not because he felt pity for anything, but because he had doubts about Sir Stoker's current decision.

He didn't think that Sir Stoker was lying when he said he hated Voldemort before. Before getting back that memory, Sir Stoker must have shown his true self. He made it clear that he had no interest in the pure-blood theory. not agree.

And he has been living in this tower for decades. No matter what happens on land, no matter what benefits and status the pure-blood wizards get, it has nothing to do with him, and he can't get a penny. .

Now he only showed enthusiasm for astronomy, but what could Voldemort give him in astronomy?

"I really want to know, what exactly did the Dark Lord promise to you to make it worthwhile for you to fight so hard for him? I believe in my own vision, and I also believe that the generosity and kindness you showed before today, Sir, are not You’re just pretending, what’s worth risking your life for a person who turns people into slaves like that?”

When Jon asked this question, his body had slowly risen.

Although he wants to know the answer, it does not mean that he will give up the answer to another question for this answer.

The strong wind from high altitude was blowing his black hair, and the effect of Polyjuice Potion happened to have ended at this time.

Jon had no intention of continuing to conceal his identity. This contract was obviously extremely important to Voldemort. He knew very well that after this time, the whereabouts of the entire Hogwarts could no longer be concealed.

The reduction in stature would not change the large robe he was wearing. The wind pulled the fabric and made a "swishing" sound.

Looking at the boy who was looking at him indifferently from a high altitude, Sir Stoker's originally ferocious face revealed a look of shock!

He guessed that this "Professor Johnson" was actually someone else who pretended to be someone else and climbed into his tower.

But he always believed that Jon's true identity was actually another Hogwarts professor who was in exile!

But he never thought that the person who chatted and laughed with him, helped him solve the problem of thousands of magic stone tablets, and was immune to most magic with a universal solution, and who could still fly at this moment, looked like he was just... A boy in his teens at most!

Sir Stoker was shocked by Jon's revealed identity.

He can completely believe that this is Jon's true identity, because with the strength that the other party is showing now, there is no need to hide it.

Is this a boy leading other children about his age to fight against the Dark Lord who is powerful enough to annex the entire European wizarding world?

A sense of absurdity arose in Sir Stoker's heart, and he seemed to have no intention of hiding anything from Jon's question.

"If you had told me before you took off the disguise that you are actually still a student, a fourth-year student at most, I would definitely think you were humiliating me."

The messy white hair was flying behind his head, and Sir Stoker laughed. His smile was so wanton, even a little crazy.

"Because you have the same understanding of Muggle philosophy as I do, I always thought before that memory that maybe we could become a good pair of friends, even if you would leave this tower with your students later, We can also discuss and communicate the future of wizards’ understanding of the world through letters!”

"Even after I just got that memory back, I still had illusions about you, Professor Johnson. I thought maybe you were really just Professor Durmstrang who took his students on a study trip to the sea, and that one didn't The contract in the box is just that you left it behind and hid it in the hole under the stone slab. But your purpose of coming here is still to get it. So can you let me know your real name, Professor Johnson?"

Jon did not refuse his request. He had always thought that this knight was a very good person, and he was one of the very few wizards who had truly studied Muggle society, and he also used this to reflect on the magical world. pure blood wizard.

If it hadn't been for Voldemort, they might have become a couple.

"Jon Green, a third-year student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who also serves as the captain of the Hogwarts in exile."

Sir Stoker's face was slapped by the cold wind with a smile on his face, as if he was happy to have found a new like-minded friend.

"Ha, Captain Green, I'm glad that at this time there is still someone willing to listen to the story of a person like me."

"I am a pure outlier in my alma mater, Beauxbatons. As a student from an ancient wizarding family, I am mediocre in all magic-related subjects. I only show talent in astronomy. Others need it." I can remember the rote star charts in my mind at a glance, and I can even simulate the revolution and rotation of the planets around the sun based on their movement patterns."

"But this still disappoints my parents who have high hopes for me. They are both arrogant nobles and have high demands on themselves. Astronomy is just a heresy in their eyes, and they will never admit that their child is an ordinary person. people."

"My classmates in school also regard me as an alien because I don't like Quidditch, spells, or alchemy. Whenever I have time, I run to the astronomy tower full of star maps."

"But I never paid much attention to these. When I was in fifth grade, my Muggle Studies professor said something in a private chat with me, 'Magic occupies the entire life of wizards, and therefore obscures it. It has opened our eyes to understand the world, and Muggles are gradually seeing the world clearly." He later resigned from school and joined the Wiccan Party in Northern Europe at that time. I can't comment on his character, but his This sentence gave me a new understanding.”

"Wizards' astronomical research is too narrow. The only way to observe the stars is a telescope, but Muggles' methods of understanding the world are changing with each passing day."

"After I graduated from Beauxbatons, I hid my identity and studied at a Muggle university for a long time. During those days, I saw the first Muggle, the man named Gagarin, go into space. And just when my parents passed away and I finished their funerals and prepared to move into this tower, the first Muggle in North America appeared on the moon, named Armstrong!"

Sir Stoker opened his eyes.

"This made me tremble with excitement! It also made me extremely sad for the ignorance, arrogance, and arrogance of the magic world!"

"I am so jealous of those Muggles who can go to the profound starry sky and see the star trails with their own eyes. I have tried to improve the broomstick and escape from the bondage of the earth, but the cold high altitude and thin oxygen have restricted my plan! "

"And just when I had given up on the starry sky that was so close yet untouchable, the man named Tom Riddle found me!"