Chapter 226 224 Things Under the Slab

Chapter 226 224. Things under the slate

Perhaps he was judging others by his own standards.

But Jon knew very well that knowing everything about Voldemort would affect more than just him.

No matter how cautious he was, it was not too much. At least before he saw what was under the slate, he had no way of knowing whether Sir Stock would still treat them the same way he did now.

For the whole afternoon of the rest of the day, Sir Stock stayed by Jon's side, watching him eliminate the magic power on the slate without leaving.

But just as Jon expected, Sir Stock stopped following him the next morning.

He said hello to Jon and sorted out some information and star maps in the office under the tower, so that Jon could call him at any time if he needed anything.

And Jon was waiting for this opportunity.

Yesterday he deliberately slowed down, and only a quarter of the magic runes on the slate were absorbed. But starting from this morning, he did not hold back, and solved half of the magic power of the magic runes in one morning.

The originally light blue gemstone has obviously turned red. Although it is not as blood red as the one he just got in the Hogwarts library, there is still half of the magic power left on the stone tablet. If all of it is absorbed, it should be about the same as before.

The main reason is that the magic quality of the person who wrote these magic words is too high, even far exceeding the magic power of the wizards who created those forbidden books in the library.

These huge magic powers not only fill the magic power in the ring gemstone, but also reveal the forbidden books that originally lost their magic support.

Before, Jon was in the carriage, relying on the magic power of students below the fourth grade, and only found a banned book about Shenfeng Wuying compiled by Snape. He didn't get more banned books.

But now the contents of these books all appear in the gemstones, and he can read them at will. This is even more of a surprise.

But what Jon values ​​most is the stone tablet itself.

After lunch, Sir Stoke asked Jon about the progress, and Jon didn't hide anything about this.

He told them that half of the magic runes on the slate had been solved, but he didn't say that it would be almost done if half of them were solved. Instead, he said that the results would be available as early as tomorrow morning.

Sir Stocker didn't doubt this. He didn't seem to know much about magic other than astronomy.

Neville and his friends actually had no tasks in the tower. Jon didn't let them return to the ship because he didn't want Sir Stocker to see the problem, and they didn't want to leave Jon alone here, fearing that he would have to bear the consequences if he encountered any accidents.

"I am willing to accept your help, but you also have to promise me that if something unexpected happens when I'm not here, you must return to the ship first, at least let those of us who stay on the ship know what happened in the tower."

In the face of Jon's serious warning, Neville made a promise.

In the overall situation, Neville is still the most reassuring. His current personality is not like a Gryffindor, but more like a Hufflepuff.

Back to the top of the tower, he continued to work on the magic runes for more than an hour, and the slate finally showed signs of loosening.

Although some of the thousands of magic runes still shimmered with magical light, the connection between the magic runes had been completely cut off, and the sealing magic that was supposed to work was now completely ineffective.

Jon relaxed his brows slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly took the stone slab off the wall.

Under the stone slab was a narrow hole, and inside the hole was a wooden box.

Jon did not hesitate, he took the wooden box out of the hole, the box was not locked, and could be opened directly.

The things hidden in the box were very simple, a rolled up, old parchment, and a paper tube that looked like a bottle was stuffed in it.

He first picked up the parchment, spread the whole paper, and quickly scanned the contents on it.

However, the words written on it were all in French. Jon was not a multilingual genius, and he could not understand the contents at all. His eyes quickly moved downwards, and soon his eyes fixed on a name in the lower left corner of the parchment.

This should be a magical contract, and the signature on the contract is in English that Jon can understand. Coincidentally, he is very familiar with this English name!

[Tom Riddle]

Jon subconsciously held his breath. He guessed right.

The thing hidden under the stone slab is indeed related to Voldemort. Although he can't see what is written on the parchment for the time being, Jon put it in his arms without hesitation.

His behavior can be said to be stealing, but even if it is stealing, he must understand the content on it and then determine whether Sir Stoke can be trusted.

Just when he hid the parchment and was about to pick up the paper tube to open it, there was a sound of people coming upstairs behind him.

Jon's reaction was very calm, and his hands moved quickly. He quickly opened the lid of the paper tube, glanced at the things inside, and then immediately put it back in place, then covered the stone slab, turned around and walked towards the stairs.

When he came to the stairs, Sir Stoke just climbed up.

"I was just about to go find you, Sir, I have good news." Jon pretended to be calm and said, "More than half of the magic words on the slate have been cracked, and the sealing magic attached to it has become invalid."

Sir Stock's face was obviously excited, and he walked quickly towards the direction of the slate.

"What are you waiting for? Let's see which guy hid what in my house!"

He couldn't wait to come to the slate, and then took out the wooden box in front of Jon, and then opened it.

Looking at the paper tube in the box, Sir Stock's face showed a solemn expression. He took out the paper tube, opened the lid and poured out the contents.

It was a glass bottle like a test tube, and a silver liquid was stored in the bottle.

Those things that were said to be liquids were more like smoke, floating in the bottle like a dream.

"What is this? A potion?"

Jon had been paying attention to Sir Stock's expression after seeing this bottle of potion-like thing, but he could only see the confusion on the face of the Sir, and did not find other abnormalities.

He narrowed his eyes and said softly.

"It does look like a magic potion."