The Real Hogwarts Chapter 82 Hogsmeade
The gathering ended before the Halloween dinner above.
Because she was caught once last semester, Hermione, as a new organizer, must be more careful. Once she takes a wrong step, it will not only affect her, but also the second-year and first-year students.
Just as Jon thought, this rally was not about organizing the Mudblood students to carry out some kind of resistance. If they really did that, it would not only be meaningless, but would also kill everyone.
When students get together, the older ones tell the younger ones the real truths. Everything they learned in class is a lie, nothing more.
The bustle in Hogwarts Castle gradually died down after 10 o'clock. Dolohov performed his duties as an administrator, driving all the pure-blood and half-blood students who still wanted to stay in the corridor back to their dormitories.
At midnight, the entire Hogwarts became quiet. It was at this time that Jon opened the Marauder's Map in his dormitory.
After confirming from the Marauder's Map that no one was wandering around in the castle, he put on his invisibility cloak, left the basement bedroom, went to the first floor, walked straight through the hallway, and sneaked out of the castle.
He walked along the lawn towards the Quidditch pitch, and just like the previous times, he walked quickly along the wall that surrounded the entire school towards the gate .
Until he came to the place where he left the note last time, Jon squatted down, pushed aside the weeds that had turned a little yellow, and with the help of moonlight, he finally found a cloth bag in the soil that was exactly the same as the one he got a month ago.
This time he did not put the cloth bag away immediately, but opened it directly and fumbled inside. Then he really took out a palm-sized note.
Jon drew his wand and whispered the spell.
"Lumos."
The faint light that suddenly appeared at the tip of the staff illuminated the darkness in front of him, and also allowed him to see the contents written on the note.
There was no text on it, just a pig's head with fangs drawn in black ink.
After seeing this pattern, Jon suddenly understood everything.
Before, he was still wondering who the person was who sent him a batch of potion materials every month . Now that he saw this, he knew it clearly.
If you think about it carefully, it is indeed true. The number of wizards in the entire magical world who know the relationship between this man and Dumbledore can be counted on one hand. If he had not been able to provide any help in the Fall of Hogwarts seven years ago, Dumbledore would most likely have let him continue to conceal his identity and lurk near Hogwarts Castle.
After thinking it through, Jon stuffed the note and the cloth bag containing the potion ingredients into his pocket, put away his wand, put on his invisibility cloak, and returned to the castle.
After returning to the castle, he did not return to the Mudblood's underground dormitory, but hid under the invisibility cloak, while looking at the Marauder's Map in his hand, he came to the Gunhilda Corridor on the third floor of Gothmoor.
In this corridor stands a statue of a hunchbacked, one-eyed old witch. Because there are no classrooms or professors' offices around, and the statue itself looks a bit weird, few students come here.
Jon walked around behind the statue of the old witch, raised his wand and tapped lightly on the statue's hunchback.
“Left-right separation.”
The next second, the humpback opened up, revealing a stone slide.
Jon took a final look at the information on the Marauder's Map to make sure there was no one around. Then he put away the map, tightened his wand in his hand, and slid into the secret passage.
This was an extremely long slide. After entering the secret passage, he used the illumination spell, and the road ahead was winding and undulating, with no end in sight.
The slide lasted for more than ten minutes before Jon stepped on solid ground again. In front of him was a stone staircase leading upwards. There were probably hundreds of steps, and the light from the illumination spell was not enough to illuminate the end of the stone stairs.
Jon began to walk up the stone steps. He didn't count carefully, but it felt like he had walked up about two hundred steps when he reached the end of the secret passage. There was a wooden trap door above his head.
After opening the door, Jon came out of the secret passage. At this moment, he had completely left Hogwarts Castle and came to the wizarding town outside the school - Hogsmeade Village!
If nothing had changed about the shops in this village, the room he was in now should be the cellar of Honeydukes Candy Store.
Looking at the messily placed barrels and boxes around him, Jon did not stay in the cellar for long. He approached the door, used an unlocking spell on the locked door, and then came to this village for the first time from the back door of the candy store.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but looking at the wide and straight streets, Jon could feel his breathing becoming much easier.
The oppressive atmosphere of Hogwarts Castle can only be felt after you come out of it.
Even when he arrived in Hogsmeade, Jon still did not take off his invisibility cloak. He began searching along the streets of this wizarding town and soon got the result.
This is a small bar. A tattered wooden sign hangs on a rusty bracket on the door. A chopped-off pig's head is nailed to it. In the night, blood can be vaguely seen seeping through the white cloth wrapped around it.
Still without taking off his invisibility cloak, Jon gently knocked on the closed door of the bar.
The knock on the door echoed in the quiet night, but there was no movement from inside. He did not stop his hands but continued to knock on the door.
Not long after, there was finally a response from inside the bar, a rude and impatient voice.
"Do you understand the rules? We won't accept guests after 10 o'clock! If you don't have a place to sleep, just lie down at the door and wait for me to open the door the next day! Even if you are a pure-blood master, if you knock on the door again, I will make your head as big as a troll!"
But Jon remained unyielding, as if he would break the door down if it wasn't opened.
Soon, there was a sound of "dong dong dong" in the bar, and someone was walking quickly down the wooden stairs, accompanied by a burst of impatient cursing.
The door of the bar was opened from the inside, and a grumpy old man in pajamas, with a ponytail and a short but thick beard raised his wand and stared at the empty door.
"Excuse me, do you sell Phoenix Tears?"
A slightly childish voice sounded out of nowhere, causing the blue pupils of the old man who smelled of mutton to shrink suddenly.
