Chapter 324: Okay, Good Night

Chapter 324: Okay, Good Night

How the police in Nice would find and collect the body on the beach was beyond Jon's reach.

Their original plan for their trip here was only for three days, ending today and leaving for their next stop in Marseille.

Although France's reputation had been spread as a harmonious country in the new century on the internet, throughout Europe it was extremely popular in terms of its level of culture and art.

For example, the famous French national anthem, the 'La Marseillaise', was nicknamed after being sung in Paris by volunteers from Marseille marching to the capital during the French Revolution when they stood up for themselves.

Jon and the gang took a tour around the old port of Marseille and made a trip to the art galleries after arriving here. In fact, as wizards, not many people were interested in the culture and history of the Muggles, except for a very small crowd of intrigued people.

The Weasleys and the Longbottoms basically visited to admire the artistic creations, and even Arthur, who was more interested in the technology and machinery of the Muggles than in the culture and art professions, took a trip to the art galleries.

After three days in Marseille, they left the coast and set off for the inland cities of France.

This journey continued until the beginning of August when Jon asked Bill to help him out and take himself back to Lyon.

After two failed attempts, he had finally managed to meet with good weather and timing, and tonight a month later after putting the third mandrake leaf in his mouth, the weather in Lyon was clear, with the gentle light of the full moon spilling over the ground. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

Jon picked out a grassy area in the backyard of the school, then pulled out the small crystal vial he had prepared and put the leaf, which had been in his mouth for a month, with the moonlight shining on it.

He then began to actively secrete saliva from his mouth, drooling into it until the vial filled up to the required level.

After doing this, Jon held back from looking at the vial of fluid and took another small vial out of his pocket, which held the dew that hadn't touched the sunlight for seven whole days, which Lily had helped Jon to collect for him by paying attention to it since a week ago.

After adding a silver teaspoon of dew to the crystal vial, Jon pulled off a piece of his own hair and slipped it into the vial, and finally took out a chrysalis of a Death's-head Hawk Moth and added it.

Once all this was done, Jon used his magic to dig a hole about half a metre under an oak tree.

The potion, made from his saliva, had to be hidden in a place where it would be isolated from sunlight and sound; and underground fulfilled this requirement perfectly.

And after it was buried underground, the next condition for the potion to be completely perfected was truly a matter of luck.

Jon had to wait for a thunderstorm and rain.

And such weather must not be simulated by magic, it must occur naturally; such weather would not come in every season, it would normally only occur in summer, and in some cases, it would not even be encountered for years.

"He said that you are a Slytherin recognized by Gryffindor." There was a slight expression on Grey Lady's face as she uttered these words, it was unclear what she was thinking.

Jon shrugged.

"Perhaps, so Ms Grey only sought me out to confirm this?"

"Nick said that you could summon two Patronus, still a lion and a badger respectively?"

Jon glanced at Nick, who gave him a helpless look and spread his hands out.

"It's getting late ma'am, if you don't have anything important I'm going to go back to bed, now is when it's time for me to grow up, sleeping late will be a big problem later on, in case I fail to be taller."

It wasn't that Jon had anything against Grey Lady, he was just a little upset with her attitude.

Neither of them knew each other before, and this ghost came up with such a high posture that Jon wasn't in the mood to accustom it to her.

After saying that, Jon walked straight in the direction of the dormitory without the slightest intention of further entangling himself with her.

Grey Lady watched him brush past her, her attitude still as proud as ever, her head held high as she looked calmly at Jon's back and said.

"My real name is Helena Ravenclaw, and Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the founders of Hogwarts, is my mother."

However, Jon did not, as she had expected, turn around in shock upon hearing who she was and greet her with a fresh greeting, followed by an apology for his "arrogance".

Jon didn't even pause for a moment as he continued to walk forward, waving casually with his back to Grey Lady.

"Well, good night then, Lady Helena Ravenclaw."

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