In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

Chapter 309 307. Mr. Jon Green

"I don't care if he lives to compete!"

In the dark and claustrophobic space, the cold and violent roar echoed here.

"After being selected, if he dies in the North Pole, it means that Dumbledore will lose one person to participate in the competition! Even if he escapes by chance, as a contestant, he will never be able to escape from my grasp. But why? ?”

Snape and Barty were lying on the ground, their bodies trembling, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads to look at their master, who had not been so grand in more than ten years.

Beside them, the cold bodies of Mr. and Mrs. Lestrange were also here.

The snake fangs were still inserted into Rodolphus's throat and Bella's chest, but the wounds that made people feel cold at the first sight were no longer bleeding.

The unclosed eyes stared silently at the ceiling in the darkness, and no one could read any emotion from them.

"boom!"

The figure in the darkness violently swung the wand in a ventive manner, and a row of bookshelves was blown to pieces!

"Why do so many people die?"

The man roared at the two corpses that were beginning to stiffen, venting his anger.

"Rabastan was dead at the beginning! He was killed by that boy. You tell me he underestimated the enemy! That mudblood had some weird tricks! But as long as we send more people later and let the most reliable Bella go with him, As long as he bites the bait, there will be no second ending!"

"So, this is the ending you expected from the beginning? This is it!"

"boom!"

A table also turned into countless sawdust.

While Snape and Barty Jr. were shaking, no one dared to say anything.

The air fell into silence, with only the tiny wood chips still flying announcing the unrest just now.

After a long time, the man's voice was suddenly lowered again, and he returned to his previous calm and low tone, as if the person who had just become angry was another him.

"They are all dead, even Bella died. Who else can I trust completely?"

Little Barty reacted quickly. He crawled on the cold ground in a panic, and then humbly hugged the man's calf.

He was sincere and declared with words that contained infinite loyalty.

"My master! You and I! You and your most loyal servant Barty! I will never let you down! No matter what task you give me, Barty can do it better than anyone else. Get it done!”

The man looked at him condescendingly, looking at this servant who even killed his father and mother in order to be loyal to him.

"If you really had such an ability, why did you let something like that happen in Hogwarts Castle?"

Little Barty's body froze.

What the man said was exactly what he could not refute in any case.

Yes, before the Lestranges faced such a failure that resulted in death, they were the first to be fooled by this mudblood!

Snape could no longer kneel on the ground and remain indifferent.

He admitted his mistake in a low voice.

"This is my responsibility, Master. I am usually in charge of Hogwarts Castle. It was your servant's incompetence that made him do such a thing."

Little Barty, who was kneeling in front of Snape, lowered his head and glanced at Snape quietly with a malicious look.

The man didn't seem to notice the intrigue between his two subordinates, or even if he did, he didn't care.

There is only one thing he really cares about now.

"You can explain your past mistakes by being careless and not expecting this boy to be able to do that."

His tone turned sinister.

"Now, he has put everything out there. You two should understand better than anyone else why I would hold this ridiculous Triwizard Tournament."

He seemed to be deliberately hiding part of his words, but the two people kneeling on the ground obviously knew it well.

They lowered their heads and promised in fear.

"No more, Master, no more, we will never let you down again, definitely not!"

After hearing their words, the man did not respond immediately.

He just stared at the emblem hanging on the wall in the thick darkness, which had become taboo and was printed on a worn and dirty tapestry.

Lions, eagles, snakes, and badgers are closely surrounding an "H", as if nothing in the world has ever been so closely connected as them.

"This is the only chance"

Fortunately for Jon, Bella's dagger was not poisoned.

This caused his injuries to look so serious from the outside, but with just a little bit of simple white essence, plus some bone spirit and blood-enhancing potions, his body could be fully restored.

After all the superficial injuries were treated, Jon was basically able to walk, but he still needed help when walking.

After it was determined that his injuries were not serious, Dumbledore allowed him to go through the casualty channel, and Fox sent him directly back to Wuping's station in Lyon, while the other students stayed the same as when they came. Use the Floo powder to return via the fireplace.

Even Dumbledore and McGonagall know very well that as long as Jon comes forward at this time and accepts interviews from newspapers in other magical areas, he can use tonight's events to bring great benefits to the wizarding world. reputation and influence.

However, they didn't even mention this matter. They just arranged for Inista to help deal with the problems of the newspaper reporters, and then left with the students of Hogwarts.

But regardless of whether there is an interview or a personal reply about Jon, what happens tonight in the selection of warriors for the Triwizard Tournament will become explosive news that will spread throughout Europe after one night.

Regardless of any other reason, the scene where Jon took Rodolphus's body to kill Bella in front of Voldemort today was tantamount to a hard slap on his face.

Especially on this occasion where Voldemort himself was supposed to show off his power.

After Jon was brought back to Lyon, Dumbledore was not eager to communicate with him what he had encountered these days, and how he finally killed the Lestranges.

Even if the potion could quickly heal all his injuries, he was still in a state of mental stress. What Jon needed most now was rest.

So after arriving in Lyon and being assigned a separate room, Jon fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

During these days in the Arctic, he had not been in a room with a fireplace for a long time, and he had not been able to sleep as peacefully as he did today.

He slept all day and night, and finally woke up in the afternoon of the next day.

It was already dusk outside when Jon stretched and stepped out of bed.

His bedside was filled with fruits and chocolates. After returning to Lyon, Lily, who had still been taking part-time duties in the carriage, forbade anyone to accompany him here. He only allowed them to leave their things and drove them out of the room.

It also allowed Jon to get a good night's sleep.

He first sat on the edge of the bed, watching the sunset while eating apples and dazed for a while, sorting out what he had gained since returning from the North Pole.

Putting aside the killing of Rodolphus and Bella, this was exactly what he was forced to do in return.

In fact, if they had not caught up with him after he escaped from the Slytherin bedroom, then Jon would have followed Fox back directly, and these two people would not have died at all.

Of course, I would definitely not regret killing Jon.

Both Rodolphus and Bella have their hands stained with the blood of Order members. It is said that Neville's mother died under Bella's spell.

He had avenged Neville.

Then there was the favor he owed to the arctic researcher named Eric. If he hadn't helped the polar bears rush into the maze and restrained most of the other Death Eaters, then Jon would probably be under the influence of these people. Even if they were being chased and intercepted, they wouldn't be able to escape so easily.

Although he must have helped him because of Grindelwald's sake, Jon couldn't just put this help away.

After that, the biggest reward was getting the gemstone on the third ring.

The two candlesticks were placed next to his bed. Gabrielle, who had been keeping them, put them here before leaving last night.

Jon picked up the one with the blue gem inlaid at the end and tried it with the wand, but it did not separate the gem from the candlestick so easily.

But he was not worried about not being able to get the gem, after all, the real owner of the candlestick was by his side.

After taking his robe, Jon's clothes were hung on the hanger in the ward by Lily without anyone tampering with them. He fumbled from the inner pocket of the robe and pulled out the portrait of Slytherin. out.

The founder of Hogwarts is still in the portrait and has not moved to other places. Or the most likely possibility is that there is only one portrait of him in the world, and he has no way to go anywhere else.

When Jon unfolded the portrait and looked at the old man above, Slytherin also looked at him with a strange expression.

Even after being taken off the wall by Jon and kept in his pocket, it did not prevent Slytherin from hearing the sounds from the outside world.

Even though the information that his hearing could receive was very limited, he could still tell what Jon had experienced after leaving that bronze door.

Including later when he came to the banquet hall of the French Ministry of Magic, he could hear Dumbledore's speech and Voldemort's voice clearly.

Even if all this information is very fragmented, Slytherin can already make a preliminary judgment in his mind.

That is, what Jon said to him in the maze before was not a lie.

"Are all young people today like you?"

Slytherin asked weirdly in his hoarse voice.

Jon thought for a few seconds. He didn't belittle himself, nor did he mean to show off in front of Slytherin.

"That's right, I'm a special case."

The old man in the portrait did not reply immediately, he just looked at Jon deeply.

"I guess your special case is not just a special case now, right?"

Jon shrugged.

"I dare not say this. There has never been a shortage of talented people from ancient times to the present."

"You are more than just talented."

Slytherin only said this, and did not continue. For the first time, he made a request to Jon.

"Take me to your principal."

Jon immediately understood the meaning of his words, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"Do you believe what I said? Sir."

"I just have some preliminary judgments of my own for the time being, and I don't believe everything you said. What kind of decision should I make? I also have to meet the man named Dumbledore who lost Hogwarts Castle. The principal will talk about it later.”

Regarding his somewhat duplicitous words, Jon blinked and naturally did not refuse.

But before taking him to Dumbledore, Jon shamelessly took the candlestick.

"Then what. Sir, do you know how to remove this stone from the candlestick?"

Slytherin glanced at him and knew that he was coveting this candlestick when he was in the maze.

However, Slytherin has nothing to dislike about this. He is just a portrait now. Living things are meaningless to him, and giving them directly to Jon is nothing.

"That stone is the source of the burning of the candlestick. When it was first made, I locked it on it with a blocking spell. It is very simple to remove it. You can use the unlocking spell, but you have to use the magic spell of my time. The original lock-opening spell was 'Open Sesame' (the predecessor of Alaho Cave is Open Door, and the one that precedes it is this)."

Of course, Jon has never learned this ancient lock-picking spell, but obviously it is not very difficult to learn, and it will not take long to master it.

While Jon was praising Slytherin's generosity, he changed out of his hospital gown, put on his normal clothes and walked out of the ward.

There was no one guarding the outside of the ward, and Jon was not seriously injured, so he did not need such careful care.

When he just walked out, he came to a long corridor where all kinds of people were walking by.

The French wizards, who were either holding information in their hands or walking in a hurry as if they had something important to do, stopped when they saw Jon walking out of the room.

All of them stood upright and saluted him.

Just when Jon had an awkward smile on his face and didn't know how to deal with such a situation, every wizard present bowed deeply to him and bowed extremely seriously.

Those heartfelt words echoed in this spacious corridor, and every voice was so sincere.

"Thank you, Mr. Jon Green."

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