In This Hogwarts Without a Savior - Chapter 560

c550 548 The Rein That Was Handed Out (End)

Chapter 550 548. The reins that were handed out (End)

“Hey, if you continue to sleep, you’ll miss it.”

The familiar voice sounded in his ears, causing Jon to open his eyes.

He was currently sitting in the carriage, which was Hagrid’s driving seat. In the small cabinet in front of him, Jon even found half of the rock biscuits that he had eaten and the remaining half.

The carriage was galloping, and the eight Thestrals were spreading their wings like bat wings and running with the help of the wind.

Surrounded by endless white roses, the whole world seemed to be occupied by these flowers. No matter how fast or how far the carriage ran, these were the only things he could see.

An old hand brought him a glass of lemonade. Bubbles were rising from the transparent liquid, and there was a bright lemon slice pinned to the rim of the glass.

“It’s perfect to have a cup of this at this time. Let me look for it. Hagrid’s is usually hidden here. Well, you probably won’t like the rock-fart skin cake. Then… oh, how about the cream cake? .

Dumbledore also placed the small cake in front of Jon. He held the reins with both hands and looked at the endless whiteness in front of him, with a comfortable and soothing smile on his face.

Jon rubbed his forehead, which was where Voldemort had just pressed hard. He turned to look at Dumbledore, who had never seen him so relaxed before, and finally chose to pick up the glass of lemonade first.

“Did we meet in the world of the dead? Professor.”

“If you used the power of the Three Sacred Artifacts, then we will indeed meet here.”

Dumbledore shook the reins to slow down the Thestrals, and then picked up the lemonade in front of him.

He leaned comfortably on Hagrid’s large seat and looked at Jon.

“I always stress love to Riddle, but with you, you take it a little too far, Jon.”

“Too much?”

Jon took a small spoonful of the fresh cream from the small cake and put it into his mouth. The satisfying sweetness made him involuntarily squint his eyes.

“Yes, love is dedication, selflessness, and willingness to give, but we can’t spend every moment of our thoughts on others, right?”

Dumbledore said with a smile.

“Riddle’s desire makes everything he does only serve himself. You are exactly the opposite of him. Many times, what you do is for others.”

Jon turned to look at him in confusion.

“Is not it good?”

“Once anything is extreme, it will not have a good result. Sometimes you should think about it for yourself.”

Dumbledore murmured, his eyes already shifting away from Jon and looking at the sky in front of him.

Jon followed his gaze and looked over. In the blue sky where there was no sun but it was still tomorrow, a shining meteor appeared at some point!

Meteors covered half of the sky. They swayed with long tails, passing through the sky from an unknown number of meters, and finally disappeared at the edge of the white roses.

“These are the souls of the dead.” Dumbledore said softly. “Those who have no nostalgia for the living world will use this as the starting point to start a new journey.”

Jon looked around in surprise.

“We are now”

“Us?” Dumbledore laughed, “We haven’t reached the starting point yet!”

He took hold of the reins again.

“So, do you want to think about it for yourself? You have done enough. Let them solve the matters in the living world by themselves. How about we look at other things here?”

Dumbledore invites Jon.

The meteor shower seemed to be boundless, really just like heavy rain, constantly streaking across the sky.

Jon looked at the sky in a daze, as if he was thinking about Dumbledore’s words seriously.

Indeed, since he came to this world, it seems that he has been running around all the time, on the carriage, in Hogwarts Castle, on the ship, in the North Pole, in Durmstrang, and in the Triwizard Tournament.

It seems that he decides everything by himself, but not everything is purely for himself.

But in the end, Jon shook his head.

“Sorry, Professor, I don’t think I’ve got anything done yet.”

Dumbledore didn’t seem to want to continue to persuade. He just stood up from his seat, waved the reins in his hand, and suddenly threw it towards the meteor shower on the horizon!

The reins seemed to be infinitely long, constantly extending toward the horizon.

Jon followed the reins and looked over, but found that he couldn’t see where it would end up.

“There is no need to apologize. Students will always have their own ideas. As a professor, of course I will not hinder their own wishes. As long as they do not harm others, I will tell them to go ahead and do it.”

Dumbledore turned his head and handed the reins to Jon with a smile.

“Since you choose to love others, Jon, you must also believe that the people you love will love you too. The power they give you contains expectations, right? Don’t reject these expectations. They are not a drag on you, nor are they a drag on you. I will never be a drag on you.”

Jon looked into Dumbledore’s eyes. This old naughty boy who was over a hundred years old winked at him. He laughed dumbly. He obviously understood what Dumbledore meant, but he still complained.

“Your riddles are always so irritating, Professor.”

“Sometimes life just needs those fun twists.”

Jon took the reins, and he could clearly feel that there was a force on the other end of the rope that was trying to pull him out of the carriage.

Unable to resist this force, he staggered two steps toward the edge of the carriage.

Jon tried his best to stabilize his body, but he still did not let go of the reins that were pulling harder and harder. He looked at Dumbledore’s sapphire blue eyes that seemed to be always clear and bright.

“Will you walk down by yourself? Professor.”

Dumbledore waved his hand at him and just smiled.

Jon could no longer contend with that force. The other end of the reins took him flying away from the carriage, rushing towards the vast sky and the meteors falling like a heavy rain!

The speeding Hogwarts carriage became smaller and smaller in his eyes, and soon turned into a black dot. Finally, he could no longer find its shadow among the white roses on the entire land!

Jon passed through the star shower and the blue sky. The whole world seemed to shrink before his eyes, and finally fell into a silent darkness.

Then, those complicated thoughts flooded into his mind again, and the constant whispering seemed to drive him crazy!

Jon stopped tearing at the black mist that was getting thicker and thicker, as if it was about to completely solidify and seal. He calmed down and tried very seriously to hear what those whispers were saying.

“.”

“.so sad.”

“.It’s really sad.”

“.Dad said that mother would come back in the future, but I know that she is gone forever. She died at the end to protect the students of Hogwarts.”

“Why is it not me who is left behind?”

“.Pomona. You shouldn’t have let me go.”

“You are the best Hufflepuff Headmaster”

“.I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Dedalo. I couldn’t get you out of that prison alive.”

“Ah. The perfect starry sky is intoxicating.”

Listening to the all-too-familiar voices and the sad and soft tone, Jon no longer felt any noise at all.

These are their most unforgettable past and their most anticipated vision for the future.

These emotions will not have any impact on Jon, because what they expect is what Jon expects.

Finally, the voice stopped at the kiss under the moonlight.

“Please, Jon must be safe. Please.”

The fusion of the two Voldemorts’ wills created a situation where he stood at the top of the wizarding world.

At this time, Jon, who was being expected by countless wills, no longer knew what kind of situation he was in now.

When he stopped rejecting, let go of his thoughts, took the initiative to accept, and understood those complicated emotions, he discovered that everything was actually here.

Those he loved also loved him.

The most essential power was mobilizing his magic power, and the black mist that had completely restrained him quietly melted away like ice and snow under the sun.

He cut off his right arm, thinking that he had defeated all Voldemorts, and suddenly turned his head in shock to look at Jon who reappeared from the black mist.

“Tom Riddle, you owe many people, many precious things, and it’s time to pay your debts.”

Jon stood under the clouds, watching Voldemort stretch out one of his hands.

Countless spells appeared in his mind. Now he seemed to think that no matter which one he used, he could produce the most fundamental change in the world. And the Voldemort in front of him was like a man with unparalleled will. A small boat in a tsunami is as small as a boat.

Soon, as if everyone made a joint decision, a spell came out of Jon’s mouth.

“Expelliarmus.”

This spell is like a mantra. The moment it comes out of Jon’s mouth, everything in Voldemort’s body that can cause harm to the outside world, magic, wands, black mist, even the sharp nails on his hands that have not been trimmed for a long time. All disappeared!

Voldemort completely became a helpless man. He fell from mid-air, while originally on the ground he was still cheering for his master’s victory, and the Death Eaters on the side who kept suppressing Wu Ping were all watching at a loss. One scene.

Jon fell to the ground with him. Without the support of magic, Voldemort seemed to have broken more than half of his bones!

But he still gritted his teeth and stared closely at Jon, who had walked in front of him again, without even a scream coming out of his mouth.

“A temporary trick cannot mean final victory, Jon Green! Everything is not over yet!”

Jon slowly approached him.

“Are you counting on your newly made Horcrux?”

After hearing Jon’s words, Voldemort’s pupils suddenly tightened.

“Mr. Grindelwald has already gone to deal with it. He will deal with it very cleanly. In the other world, the Horcruxes have also been cleared away. You have no means of resurrection, Tom Riddle.”

Voldemort could no longer maintain such ruthlessness. He stared at Jon, the expression on his face had become distorted, but soon, he suddenly laughed again.

“Do you think killing me will solve all these problems? I don’t know where your power comes from, but with this you can solve all the hatred in the magical world? Solve the relationship between wizards and Muggles? Voldemort is just a title. When the next Voldemort appears again, will you be the next Dumbledore?”

He laughed, as if he had told a very funny joke.

Jon still looked at him calmly.

“I just need to solve this one problem of yours.”

He bent down and tapped Voldemort’s forehead with his finger.

The next second, the expression on the face of the demon who terrified the entire magic world froze. He stopped breathing and heartbeat, and there was no longer any possibility of resurrection.

The entire battlefield became so quiet, as if no one expected that the final outcome would really happen before their eyes.

It wasn’t until most of the Death Eaters who had clearly seen the situation fell to their knees and dropped their wands, and all the stubborn Death Eaters were wiped out, that the wizards on the Wu Ping line broke out with loud shouts. Voice!

Six months later.

In the newly decorated Hogwarts Castle, Jon sat on the center seat of the long table in the auditorium wearing the dress Hermione specially selected for him. He faced helplessly and repeatedly for the third time. McGonagall said.

“I really think you, professor, are more suitable to be the principal. No one has ever said that whoever has done more should be the principal of Hogwarts.”

Mag replied seriously.

“But we didn’t choose you, it was this castle. If I were to be the principal, I wouldn’t even be able to enter the principal’s office.”

Although what she said was indeed true, Jon still held his chin and looked at the students in the auditorium who were already sitting in their seats happily.

These include freshmen who have just been admitted this year, as well as students who have not completed their studies during the exile.

Now they can finally return to the real Hogwarts Castle and start their normal campus life.

Today was the first dinner to celebrate returning to Hogwarts, and Jon was naturally pushed to the position of principal.

Although he thought it would be good for him to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, others said that there was no conflict between being a principal and a professor, and he could do both.

Hermione was sitting next to him. Hogwarts was now in dire straits, and the faculty and staff were all in short supply, so she stayed and temporarily took over as the astronomy professor. She would consider whether to do so later. Stay in school.

“My parents asked me to ask you, are you going there this weekend?”

She asked quietly in Jon’s ear.

Jon shrugged.

“Where else could I go? Are you going to make do with the Leaky Cauldron?”

“Didn’t Mr. Grindelwald ask you to go to Durmstrang?”

“I went there yesterday, and he is still preparing his plan, but we have already said before that we will not conduct large-scale experiments until we are sure it is completely feasible.”

Hermione grabbed Jon’s hand, and their fingers intertwined under the table.

“Professor Dumbledore has no intention of waking up yet.”

Jon didn’t look very sad about this, he just curled his lips.

“He just hasn’t had enough fun yet. But at such an old age, if you want to be willful, you can be as willful as you want.”

Under the long table, before the banquet started, the students who had not participated in the sorting ceremony were all making up for the missing ceremony. Naviron and the others happily put on the old hats and confirmed themselves. The academy where I should have stayed.

They looked at Jon and called for him to come down and let them see where the headmaster of Hogwarts should be assigned.

At their urging, Jon had to let go of Hermione’s hand first, and put on the Sorting Hat under the gaze of everyone in the auditorium.

“Ha, it’s been a long time since I’ve communicated with so many young minds!”

“You will have your share every year from now on.”

“Thank you! Okay, let me see your qualities first, and then talk about other things. Think about it, what is your most profound experience?”

Most profound experience?

Jon went through his mind, and almost everything he experienced since he came to this magical world was unforgettable.

What could be more unforgettable than escaping from a magic school on a carriage and finally returning to the castle?

The Sorting Hat seemed to have felt what Jon was thinking at this moment. It cleared its throat and shouted in front of everyone in the auditorium.

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