Volume 8: In this Hogwarts without the Dark Lord Chapter 501: In this Hogwarts without the Dark Lord
After emphasizing all the key points, the time for Jon and Lily to travel through space and leave was chosen to be 6:17 in the evening of that day.
This was the time that Iniesta had chosen on purpose. According to him, when the sun had just set and night had just risen, the space was at its weakest point.
At 5 o'clock, McGonagall, Flitwick, Sirius, Kingsley, Lupin and others gathered together and started today's dinner early.
Apart from that, no other people were called because of the fear that the matter would be leaked.
"If you see someone from another world, talk to him and take good care of your arms."
Flitwick raised his butterbeer in one hand and clinked it with Jon's.
"Of course, the premise is that I am still alive in that world, without choking to death while eating a cream cake."
Jon smiled at Flitwick's optimism.
"Don't worry professor, I will definitely see them."
"And Dumbledore. The Dumbledore in another world must still be awake. After all, he can finally be the headmaster safely and securely. He no longer has to worry about how the students can live healthily. Tell him that he is really great, really great..."
As Flitwick spoke, his eyes couldn't help but turn red. He turned around, wiped his eyes with his robe, and then said sorry.
The originally cheerful atmosphere at the dinner gradually turned sad.
Mag pursed her lips and patted Lily's shoulder with a trembling hand.
"If you see Pomona...tell her for me that we all miss her..."
Lily said as she patted Mag's back gently.
"I will. I will tell her everything."
Kingsley hands Jon a piece of parchment.
"I have written a list of people who have been undercover agents of Voldemort in the Ministry of Magic. Perhaps they will be different in another world, but I believe that after you bring this to Dumbledore, he will be more vigilant and careful."
Jon took the list and promised Kingsley that he would deliver it to Dumbledore.
Sirius broke the sad atmosphere.
"Why should we be sad? We should be proud, right? If we in the other world heard what we went through, they should be proud of us!"
Lupin also smiled.
"Yes, this is a good thing. Even if we look at the worst possible situation, even if we are completely defeated and killed by Voldemort in the end, at least there will still be people who remember us , right?"
Kingsley grumbled.
"It's better not to comfort me like this."
Everyone around laughed heartily.
At the end of the dinner, Moody made a gruff promise to Jon and Lily on behalf of everyone else.
"We will guard this place until you come back. If what you bring back is not good news, then don't come back. Stay in another world and live a good life!"
Lily looked into his one eye very seriously.
"We will definitely come back, no matter what the final outcome is."
After dinner, Mag and the others sent Jon and Lily to the temporary laboratory prepared by Iniesta. Here, Iniesta, who had already prepared everything, handed the blue space converter to Jon.
"You must protect it well. There is only one of this thing, and I don't know its carrying limit. If it is damaged, I guess you will never be able to come back. If everything goes well and you want to come back from that world, just find something you carry with you as a medium."
Jon held the space converter, and at the same time held the time converter from another world with its pointer constantly turning.
Lily was standing next to him, grabbing his arm, and Fox finally rubbed Jon's face affectionately before jumping away again.
Finally, Jon looked at everyone in front of him, took a deep breath, and spoke in a deep voice.
"You must, must wait for us to come back safely!"
After he finished saying this, he followed what Iniesta taught him and touched the time converter and space converter together!
The blue dial seemed to be pierced by something suddenly and suddenly collapsed inward, and then an invisible vortex twisted the figures of Jon and Lily together!
The next second, they completely disappeared from the spot.
At the same time.
In England, London, Voldemort, sitting on a high seat, looked coldly at the pure-bloods kneeling on the ground. He raised his head, and his cold eyes seemed to have crossed an endless distance as he fixed his gaze on the north.
"I wanted to say that this was your last chance. But when I think about it, I've said this quite a few times."
His voice was flat, and no emotion could be heard from it.
"But I think you should be clear about who will enjoy the greatest fruits of victory in this war. If you still want to maintain your status and protect your rights, then don't be stupid and sneaky. Otherwise, I think mixed-bloods can be noble."
All of a sudden, everyone present couldn't help but tremble. They raised their heads in horror and looked at their master.
"Master! We will definitely do our best!"
"We won't let you down again!"
"You will be satisfied! We will satisfy you this time!"
Voldemort stood up from his seat and walked through the crowd, leaving only one sentence.
"Then let's see how you perform in the war in the north."
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"I really can't understand why he keeps targeting you just because your father once bullied him, Harry."
In the Gryffindor common room at Hogwarts Castle, the bright fireplace makes the entire common room warm.
Ron was playing wizard chess with Seamus. While he was ordering his own pieces to strangle , he was chattering to Harry.
Harry was sitting on the sofa, carefully tending to his wand, a technique he had learned from Cedric, their friend since last year's Triwizard Tournament.
"I don't know. But Professor Dumbledore trusts him very much. We can hate him, but we also have to trust the professor."
"Those Death Eaters have started again. Recently there have been rumors in the wizarding world that they have found their master and are preparing some earth-shattering plan."
Harry glanced at today's Daily Prophet again and found the article that was not reported by Rita Skeeter, which significantly improved its credibility.
