In this Hogwarts without a savior

Chapter 539. 537. The Ghost in the Storm
Early the next morning, Jon left the Nordic continent without informing anyone.

He came to the coast of Norway, used the transformation technique to conjure a sailboat, and then drove the sailboat with magic power, sailing towards the endless ocean.

He looked extremely familiar with the destination he was going to, and he didn't have to worry about ocean currents and wind directions at all, so he headed southwest all the way, and gradually came to an uninhabited sea area.

The sky gradually dimmed, as if a storm was about to come.

And after Jon found the location in his memory, he took a deep breath, and then jumped into the sea that started to make waves.

Compared to the turbulence on the sea, it is much calmer under the sea.

After Jon entered the sea, the bubble head curse naturally wrapped his head, and at the same time, he could clearly feel that there were many hidden eyes looking at him.

He did not immediately greet the owners of those gazes, but instead continued to dive vertically downwards towards the depths of the seabed.

Soon, he saw a lot of large and small gravel and metal fragments.

These once belonged to a tall tower and the rockets hidden under it.

Jon looked at these things, rummaged through the debris, and soon came to a telescope that shone with a reddish light.

He recognized at a glance that this telescope was once the one that the old knight kept at the top of the tower, on the observatory.

At this time, the telescope was already fragmented like other things, but Jon still carefully picked up one of the core lenses, which still had some basic magic power.

Just after Jon put away the lens, he saw a figure hidden in the dark, who had cautiously approached him at some point.

It was a female mermaid, and Jon had seen her before.

When the Hogwarts sailed here and held a fishing competition, Justin once called her up.

It's just that Jon didn't feel like reuniting with old friends. He looked around to see if there were other mermaids around.

Because although the root cause of Sir Stoke's death was his own suicide, in the eyes of these mermaids, this incident must have something to do with them who went up the tower, and they should have been hostile when they saw Jon Emotions are right.

But after the mermaid who came to Jon spoke, she didn't feel much resentment from her mouth.

"Are you the captain of that ship?"

The mermaid, who was not proficient in English, walked around Jon in amazement, as if surprised that he had not grown up in two years, but had become smaller instead.

Jon looked at her calmly and nodded.

However, before he opened his mouth to test, the mermaid said again in an extremely joyful tone after seeing him confess.

"That's great. Jazz has been sitting there alone. None of us can persuade him. Do you want to go and see him?"

Jon's eyes widened.

"Sir? Sir Stoke?"

"Which other sir would there be?"

"He's still alive!"

The mermaid shook her head grimly.

"he died."

Although what she said was contradictory, Jon still heard what this state of being both alive and dead was.

Even so, it still made him feel excited and uplifted.

"Can you take me to meet him?"

The mermaid nodded, motioned Jon to follow him, and then led him to swim in one direction.

When they returned to the sea, they found that there was a raised reef hidden in the waves under a cloudy sky and amidst the turbulent sea water.

And sitting on that rock was an illusory and transparent figure that Jon was very familiar with.

"Sir Stoke!"

With excitement in Jon's voice, he shouted over the waves and wind.

The ghost who had been looking up at the sky heard his voice, turned his head, and looked into Jon's eyes.

The emotion in Sir Stoke's eyes was changing. He looked at Jon from confusion to doubt, as if he didn't recognize who it was at first glance. When Jon came to him and spoke again, Only then did he show a dazed expression.

"Me! Jon Green! The one who was a guest in the tower as Durmstrang's transfiguration professor!"

"Jon. Jon Green!"

There was a gentle smile on his face, which was completely opposite to the violent waves and roaring sea wind around him, as if the environment they were in was far from being so harsh, but in a quiet and comfortable living room, with Black tea and small refreshments are like chatting in the leisure time in the afternoon.

"I really didn't expect to meet again, and it was still in this form."

He said softly, although his voice was not loud, but he could clearly hear it amidst the noise.

"Are you still wandering? Still saying"

Jon wasn't lying.

"We are still in exile and have been forced to Northern Europe by Voldemort, but before that we counterattacked back to England and killed him many times. It was only after learning more secrets about him that we realized that he was not so easy to kill. Die. I came out this time to prepare to kill him."

Having said that, Jon looked at Jazz seriously.

"You have remained in the world as a ghost because of your obsession with this starry sky?"

Sir Stoke looked up at the sky that was completely shrouded in dark clouds, and countless lightning lights were swimming in it like silver snakes.

He opened his arms lightly, and the wind and rain poured down!

The dense raindrops passed through his illusory body, only patting on the dark rocks.

"I can not be reconciled."

"But become a ghost, and you have a better chance of realizing your ideals, sir!"

Hearing Jon's words, Sir Stoke turned his gaze to him again. Jon seemed to be invulnerable to water and fire in the rainstorm and waves, and not only did his hair and robe not have any trace of dampness.

"How can you help me? The ghost has no way to have any contact with the real objects in this world."

"If you believe me, please wait for me here for a few more days, sir." Jon said as he took out the fragment of the astronomical telescope from his robe, "and this thing, can you give it to me ?”

Sir Stoke nodded hesitantly.

"It's just a fragment, what do you need it for?"

"Use it to defeat Voldemort."

Jon didn't seem to be making a promise, but more like stating a fact.

He had just reboarded the storm-tossed boat, and made one last appeal to Sir Stoke before leaving.

"If possible, can you ask the mermaids in this sea area for help to let them scout the coastline of the Norwegian North Sea?"

(End of this chapter)