Chapter 233 231 So Close yet so Out of Reach

Chapter 233 231. Close yet out of reach

Jon watched the actions of the master and servant coldly. He was not in a hurry to take action now. It was not because he felt sorry for anything, but because he had doubts about Sir Stocker's decision.

He did not think that the lord was lying when he said he hated Voldemort before. Before taking back the memory, Sir Stocker must have shown his true self. He clearly said that he did not agree with the pure-blood theory.

And he has lived in this tower for decades. No matter what happened on the land, no matter what kind of benefits and status the pure-blood wizards got, it had nothing to do with him, and he could not get a penny.

Now he only showed a fanatical attitude towards astronomy, but what could Voldemort give him in astronomy?

"I really want to know, what did the Dark Lord promise you that made you worth risking your life for him? I believe in my own judgment, and I also believe that the generosity and kindness you showed before today were not fake. What is there for a person who turns people into slaves like that to be worth risking your life for?"

When Jon asked this question, his body had slowly risen.

Although he wanted to know the answer, it did not mean that he would give up the answer to another question for this answer.

The high wind blew his black hair, and the effect of the Polyjuice Potion just ended at this time.

Jon did not mean to continue to hide his identity. This contract was obviously very important to Voldemort. He knew very well that after this, the whereabouts of the entire Hogwarts could no longer be hidden.

The reduction in his body did not change the wide robe he was wearing. The wind pulled the cloth and made a "rustling" sound.

Looking at the boy who looked down at him indifferently from the sky, Sir Stoke's originally ferocious face showed a shocked look!

He guessed that this "Professor Johnson" was actually someone else who had assumed an identity and climbed up his tower.

But he always believed that Jon's true identity was actually another professor of Hogwarts who was in exile!

But he never thought that the person who talked and laughed with him, helped him solve the thousands of magic runes, and was immune to most magic with a universal spell, and could still fly at this moment, was actually just a boy in his teens at most!

Jon's exposed identity shocked Sir Stock.

He could completely believe that this was Jon's true identity, because with the strength he showed now, there was no need to hide it at all.

It was such a boy who led other children of his age to fight against the Dark Lord who was powerful enough to swallow up the entire European magic world?

A sense of absurdity rose from the bottom of Sir Stock's heart, and he didn't seem to have any intention of hiding Jon's question.

"If you told me before you took off your disguise that you were still a student, a fourth-year student at most, I would have thought you were humiliating me."

The messy white hair fluttered behind his head, and Sir Stoke laughed. His laugh was so reckless and even a little crazy.

"Because you have the same understanding of Muggle philosophy as I do, I always thought before that memory that maybe we could become a pair of good friends. Even if you will leave this tower with your students later, we can discuss and exchange the future of wizards' cognition of the world through letters!"

"Even after I got that memory back, I still have fantasies about you, Professor Johnson. I think maybe you are really just a professor of Durmstrang who takes students to the sea for a study trip, and the contract that is not in the box is just something you dropped and is still hidden in the hole under the stone slab. In the end, the purpose of your coming here is to get it. So can you let me know your real name, Professor Johnson?"

Jon did not refuse his request. He had always felt that this knight was a very good person, and he was also one of the few pure-blood wizards among wizards who really studied Muggle society and reflected on the magic world through this.

If it weren't for Voldemort's matter, they might really become a pair of friends regardless of age.

"Jon Green, a third-year student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and also the captain of the exiled Hogwarts."

Sir Stocker's face, which was hit by the cold wind, was full of smiles, as if he was happy to have made a new friend with the same interests.

"Ha, Captain Green, I'm glad that someone is willing to listen to my story at this time."

"I am a pure outlier in my alma mater, Beauxbatons. As a student from an ancient wizard family, I am mediocre in all subjects related to magic, but I have shown talent in astronomy. Others need to memorize star maps, but I can remember them in my mind at a glance, and even simulate the revolution and rotation orbits of planets around the sun according to their movement laws."

"But this still disappoints my parents who have high hopes for me. They are all arrogant nobles with high demands on themselves. Astronomy is just a side path in their eyes, and they will never admit that their children are ordinary people."

"My classmates in school also regard me as an outlier, because I don't like Quidditch, spells, or alchemy. Whenever I have time, I run to the astronomy tower full of star maps."

"But I never took these seriously. When I was in the fifth grade, my Muggle Studies professor said in a private chat with me, 'Magic occupies the entire life of wizards, and therefore covers our eyes to understand the world, while Muggles are gradually seeing the world clearly.' He later resigned from the school and joined the Witch Party in Northern Europe at that time. I will not comment on his personality, but his words gave me a new understanding."

"Wizards' research on astronomy is too narrow. The only means to observe the starry sky is the telescope, but the means for Muggles to understand the world are changing with each passing day."

"After I graduated from Beauxbatons, I hid my identity and studied in a Muggle university for a long time. During that time, I saw the first Muggle, a man named Gagarin, go into space. Just when my parents passed away, I finished their funeral and prepared to move into this tower, the first Muggle to land on the moon appeared in North America, named Armstrong!"

Sir Stock opened his eyes wide.

"This makes me so excited that I tremble! I am also extremely sad about the ignorance, arrogance and conceit of the magic world!"

"I am jealous of those Muggles who can go to the profound starry sky and see the trajectory of the stars with their own eyes. I have tried to improve the flying broom and get rid of the constraints of the earth, but the cold high altitude and thin oxygen limit my plan!"

"Just when I had given up the fantasy of the starry sky that was so close but untouchable, the man named Tom Riddle found me!"