Chapter 537 535. Gifts
After the green fire was extinguished from the fireplace, smiles appeared on Jon and Grindelwald's faces that were originally calm.

"What do you think his probability of success is?" Grindelwald said playfully.

Jon turned his attention back to his hands. He snapped his fingers, and then a blue fire flashed on his fingertips!

No spells, no spell-casting actions, just a snap of the fingers!
The faint blue flame reflected Jon's immature face, he said softly.

"As long as he is willing to look for it, there is a great chance of success. If Voldemort personally prepared this matter, of course it would be airtight, but in this situation, and the state he was in before, This demon who has died twice in a row certainly won't have the energy to do it alone, and who among the Death Eaters can he trust?"

"Without Bella, the Lestrange family, and Wormtail, there is only one trustworthy person around him. After we tell Malfoy his goal, he will succeed."

Obviously, Grindelwald's attention was no longer on Jon's answer at this time.

His eyes were also fixed on the blue flame on Jon's fingertips, shining brightly!
"An amazing achievement." He said in a rare, emotional tone.

Jon shook his head.

"I'm just standing on the shoulders of my predecessors. If it weren't for Mr. Adrian Fox, the teacher, Professor Dumbledore, and you, Mr. Principal, I probably wouldn't be able to achieve this effect in my life. .”

"Don't underestimate yourself. Everyone's progress is on the shoulders of their predecessors. Maybe we have provided you with a lot of help, but you are the only one who can achieve this feat."

Grindelwald tapped on the table, paused for a moment, and then spoke again.

"How sure are you now?"

With a slight shake of his hand, Jon extinguished the flame that was said to be enough to burn the master who released it.

"Now he is not like before. He must be fully prepared for me. In this case, if I try my best, I will probably have [-]%."

Grindelwald already had a gratified expression on his face.

"Twenty percent is enough. If Malfoy fulfills his promise to us, then he only has one chance, and we have unlimited twenty percent."

"But we can't just bet on this." Jon was still calm, without the slightest look of being dazzled by the newly mastered power. "We must also prepare for the worst."

He looked at Grindelwald.

"Mr. Principal, this work is entrusted to you. You still need to continue to preside over the transformation plan you have conceived for this world."

Grindelwald heard the hidden meaning in Jon's words.

"what do you want to do?"

Jon got up from his chair, and he smiled.

"Improve my winning rate, but I don't know how much time Voldemort can give us. After today, I'm going to go out for a walk."

After leaving Grindelwald's principal's office, Jon did not return to the residence arranged for him in Durmstrang, but went directly to the backup station at Wupingxian.

Those who graduated from Hogwarts this year are stationed here with other members of the Order of the Phoenix. They will carry out some simple tasks, but will also go to the battlefield when necessary.

And when Jon arrived, Neville, Ron, and Justin had just finished today's work and were chatting side by side, preparing to go back to their residence to rest.

When they saw Jon, who was standing on the side of the road and waving at them with a German-style roast pork knuckle packed from the Durmstrang canteen, all three of them showed excited eyes.

"Jon!"

"Hey! What good things did you bring here! I can smell the fragrance from a long way away!"

Surrounded by them, Jon returned to his place of residence together.

It doesn't look shabby here, each of them has a separate room, at least in terms of material conditions, Wu Pingxian is not difficult.

"How are you doing these days?"

"It's much more leisurely than before. The period when you just left was the most difficult time for Wu Pingxian. We have all been on the battlefield. Neville also killed a Death Eater with his own hands. Ron chopped it down with magic." If I lost someone's arm, I would be very bad, if Professor Lupin didn't come to help me in time, I would almost have my head blown off by an explosive spell."

"The moment you step onto the battlefield, you are the brightest star."

Listening to Jon use what Dumbledore once said to Justin to describe him now, this can't help but make the scene very gloomy.

Ron looked up at Jon.

"Professor Dumbledore will he still wake up?"

In this regard, Jon nodded affirmatively.

"He didn't die, but someone invited him to visit another world. This is not a bad thing. He will definitely come back. Maybe at that time, the sorting ceremony will be held for new students in Hogwarts Castle."

In the end, he specially said it in a joking tone, which made the atmosphere a little more relaxed.

Neville looked at Jon decisively.

"There is nothing we can do to defeat Voldemort, but you don't have to worry about other things. Professor Lupine will lead us to solve everything."

"Don't say that, Neville, whether I can defeat Voldemort or not, I depend entirely on you."

Neville and the three of them just thought that Jon was joking, but when they saw Jon's serious expression, their eyes widened.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Can everyone give me a present?"

Jon said seriously.

"Those with your magical characteristics can be given to me as a gift."

Neville, Ron, and Justin looked at each other, and they could tell that Jon was not joking.

So, they just hesitated for a moment, then went back to the room, and then each walked out with one thing.

Those three things were placed in front of Jon, namely a glass ball, a broken wand, and a blinking book.

Neville passed the glass ball.

"This is a memory ball my grandma once gave me. I have always used it to store some very memorable memories. I think it may not help you, but you should like it."

Ron handed over the broken wand.

"Professor Dumbledore handed it to me when I first entered the carriage. I never forgot that its previous owner was Mundungus Fletcher. I used to look down upon it, but was captured and used it later. This wand is a suicide hero. It was damaged like this in the war a month ago. Mr. Gregovich told me that it can't be repaired, but I still keep it. I hope you don't dislike it. The way it is now."

Justin pushed past the blinking book.

"On the first Christmas in the carriage, the professors gave me a gift, "The Book of Eyes Seeing with Your Eyes". At that time, I always wanted to try to open this strange book in the library, but I never had the courage. Christmas On Christmas Day, it was Professor McGonagall who delivered the book to me and encouraged me to open it. It is no different, except that it can record the picture seen by the eye on the cover. The first thing I took to magic."

 Pushing a friend’s new book, everyone who reads HP should be familiar with it. I originally agreed with Baojue to finish and release the new book together, but it turned out that his new book was going to be on the shelves, and I was still procrastinating.Below is the link to the book

  "Why Hunt a Cowardly Innocent Wizard"

  Author: get some sleep
  Lin An's life changed dramatically.

  The basketball under the bed turned into a bleeding head, jumping to the pillow in the middle of the night and humming softly in my ear.The subway speeding into the station turned into a giant lizard, with its bloody mouth wide open, waiting for him to line up to feed.

  This world is not as simple as imagined. Behind the bustling city, the Witch Hunter Knights are wandering around hunting down evil wizards.

  Lin An, a worker, inexplicably became a member of the "Antler Witch Hunter Knights", shouldering the glorious mission of guarding mankind.

  He had to be careful, careful, and careful.

  Be careful not to reveal that you are actually a wizard.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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