In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

Chapter 493 491. Sleep for a while

Jon felt his body was hot.

But it's not the kind of scalding heat, it's more like being soaked in a hot spring that's too hot. It's very comfortable at first, but as time goes by, the water temperature gets higher and higher.

It was so high that it seemed like it wanted to burn his skin off.

Then he suddenly sat up from the ground.

After waking up, Jon felt great. Every part of his body was hurting. Now, except that his mind was still a little dizzy due to overwork, his body didn't feel bad at all.

He looked at his hand for the first time. After discovering the small white fingers, he was sure that he had actually died once.

Although this is a bit of a headache, it's not a big deal.

It's just that the body's age has become smaller. Compared with real death, this price can be said to be negligible.

Then, Jon observed the surrounding situation.

The last time he used Apparition before his death, he apparently ran away from the British Ministry of Magic with Dumbledore. He remembered that the location he chose at that time was the temporary residence of Hogwarts in Lyon.

Now they have indeed arrived at this place, but there is no one around.

Dumbledore was lying on the ground, his eyes still closed, and there was no sign of waking up. Jon once again confirmed that he still had weak breathing and heartbeat, and then tried to see if he could stop being empty. The school found someone to come to.

"It seems that you have made arrangements in advance. Professor, if you decide that your guess is correct, you will die there, so you will let everyone on Wuping Line leave."

After Jon searched all the places in the school and found no one, he squatted next to Dumbledore and whispered.

After understanding all the causes and consequences, it is easy to guess Dumbledore's arrangement.

Even if it hadn't been proven yet, he had already guessed that the truth might be as he imagined, and he was ready to face his own death.

So he withdrew all Wuping Line's manpower in the UK, and the French side had probably already made arrangements, just like the Hogwarts station was already empty at this time.

Because once it is proved that Voldemort can never be killed, but he died in this duel, then Voldemort, who has completely got rid of the restrictions, will be unbeatable, and everything on the Witch Level will become An empty talk.

So Dumbledore wanted to protect the safety of others. I'm sure I'm fully prepared.

Jon sat next to Dumbledore. He was still mentally exhausted. His physical condition could return to its best with Nirvana and rebirth, but his exhausted spirit could not recover so quickly.

He grabbed the grass roots on the ground and looked at the joyful campus that used to be a little desolate at this time. They were the only two people left alone, and even Fawkes, who had always been inseparable from Dumbledore in the past, was nowhere to be seen.

"Where else in the world can you feel at ease and still be able to confront Voldemort?"

Jon, who looked six years old again, tilted his head and looked at Dumbledore who had no way of answering his question, but in fact, he didn't need Dumbledore to speak, he had already given the answer himself.

He held Dumbledore's hand, and the golden-red light enveloped them again, and then the temporary residence of Hogwarts was completely deserted.

The students at Hogwarts are enjoying Christmas dinner.

But even if the environment here is not that unfamiliar to them, the owners of this castle are very enthusiastic about their coming from afar, and the students are still a little restless.

"Why do we have to leave Lyon so suddenly?"

Justin looked at the huge roast turkey on the long table, his expression obviously a little nervous.

There were two pieces of bacon on the plate in front of Ron, but he didn't seem to have the appetite to pick up the knife and fork, but his brows were furrowed.

"It's not just us. Although George and Fred tried their best to hide it, I still found out that they all came back from England, including Moody. Then they also left France with us. What did McGonagall teach them? He didn’t even tell us, he just told us to do as he was told.”

Neville's face was actually much uglier than Ron's because he could think of more and dared to make extremely bold guesses.

But he still managed to smile and comfort him.

"Maybe it's just a networking event between three schools. Beauxbatons students and we all came to Durmstrang for this Christmas dinner. Isn't this a good thing?"

"This means there is no one left in France." Hermione suddenly said coldly.

Neville suddenly turned to look at her eagerly.

"Hermione!"

Hermione's face didn't show any expression, it was terrifyingly calm.

She and Neville looked at each other.

"We are leaving, and the Beauxbatons students are also leaving. The members of the British Front who were fighting in the U.K. have evacuated. What does this mean?"

Her words completely froze the atmosphere on the long table.

At this time, Gabrielle and Nick were jumping over from the Beauxbatons long table wearing Santa hats. Just as she was about to speak happily, she was frightened by the atmosphere here.

When Nick heard Hermione's words, the forced smile on his face could no longer be maintained. He tried hard to laugh, but he couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

The entire long table in Hogwarts was infected, and even the freshmen who had just entered school this year and had not quite understood the situation fell silent.

"Today Professor Dumbledore is going to have a final life-and-death duel with Voldemort, but at this time we were transferred to Durmstrang in advance. If it were just us, it wouldn't matter. Even the combatants on the front line of the Witch Leveling Line were... After withdrawing, isn’t this situation obvious?”

Hermione's voice was like a hand tearing apart the veil hiding the truth, completely making everyone else think of that possibility.

"Professor Dumbledore." Lavender's voice was already crying, "Does he know that he can't defeat the Dark Lord?"

There was silence on the long table, no one could answer her question, just like no one had dared to say this possibility like Hermione before.

The depressed atmosphere in the area where Hogwarts was sitting also made other Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students who were celebrating the dinner notice something strange.

Not to mention the professor's seat on the high platform, which overlooks all the student seats.

Of course Grindelwald, who was sitting in the center of the high platform, also saw this scene, but he didn't say anything. But next to him, McGonagall, who had been silent since sitting down, suddenly left the table and came to Hogg. Watts' long table.

That night, apart from her, the only person who led these students to Durmstrang was a French professor from Beauxbatons.

And everyone else is waiting for the final news.

But before Dumbledore left France, McGonagall finally learned some of the inside story. Although she didn't know what the arrangement was, Dumbledore had already informed her of the worst consequences.

When she came to the long table in Hogwarts, all the students looked up at her. Some were nervous, and some were looking forward to it, as if hoping that she could refute what Hermione said and give her some answers. Any other explanation.

But after she spoke, she just said softly.

"Have a good meal and spend tonight. If you have anything else to do, wait until tomorrow."

The depressed mood spread across the long table. Mag didn't give an explanation, but it was just an attitude.

Hermione's words were not denied, and Lavender's questions were avoided. Some things could already be answered.

Others did not question Mag's words, but Neville looked at Mag blankly at this time and asked his own question.

"What about Jon?"

After hearing his question, everyone at the long table raised their heads again and looked at Mag. Only Hermione lowered her head and squeezed her hand.

Mag took a deep breath, her eye circles were a little red, just when she was about to say that she didn't know where Jon was or what he was doing.

A dazzling golden-red light suddenly lit up in the middle of the auditorium!

This light attracted everyone's attention, and even the students on the long table in Hogwarts couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

And after the light flickered and then disappeared, the childish Jon appeared in the center of the auditorium holding Dumbledore's hand!

Grindelwald stood up from his position as soon as the light came on, and Jon gasped and looked at him after he appeared.

"Look at Professor."

Grindelwald did not stop. Before anyone else could react, he quickly walked to Dumbledore's side and held Dumbledore's arm. The next second, the two of them disappeared. In the auditorium.

At this moment, everyone on the long table in Hogwarts completely reacted!

Some of them shouted excitedly, and some screamed directly. They all jumped up from both sides of the long table and swarmed towards Jon's position, surrounding him in the middle. Even Mag couldn't help it anymore. After calming down, she cried with joy and did not rush over with the students. She just stayed where she was and covered her face.

Jon just slumped on the ground. He looked at the familiar faces, all looking at him excitedly, with a smile on his face.

But this smile couldn't hide his mental exhaustion at the moment.

"Merry Christmas, guys, okay, I know you must have a lot of questions but before you vent your thirst for knowledge, can you let me sleep for a while. Just for a while. Just for a little while."

He said as he closed his eyes and curled up next to Hermione's legs.

Everyone around them fell silent, not only the students at Hogwarts, but even the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students tried their best to hold their breath for fear of disturbing the sleeping boy.

Hermione wiped her eyes. She knelt down and carefully held Jon's young body in her arms, so that he could have a better position to rest well.

At this time, the colorful ribbons were fluttering, and the auditorium that was supposed to celebrate the festival seemed as quiet as empty.

Everyone here still doesn’t know what is going on, but what they know and are sure of is that after tonight, the entire pattern of the magical world will once again undergo earth-shaking changes!

New volume, new atmosphere