Volume 5: The Burning Golden Flame Chapter 318: Unlearned Eyes
Ron really didn't need to be shy. He even had to consider Hermione and John's feelings when he said these words.
No matter how poor the Weasleys were, they were still a complete family.
Whether it is Hermione or Jon, they are basically no different from orphans now.
After Ron took them for a walk around the Burrow in the yard, he returned to the house and brought to his room.
"We just moved here not long ago. In fact, this is my second time to come to my own room. I was at school when we moved, and Bill helped me pack my things. He is much more careful than George and Fred. He has never forgotten my things, and he also knows how to protect my privacy and won't rummage around."
It can be seen that his room is indeed very simple. In addition to the Quidditch team poster on the wall, there is also an old flying broom, and models of a Bludger, a Quaffle and a Golden Snitch.
"But my room looked like this when I was in England. Bill has recreated it here. How is it? Not bad."
Ron shrugged at them.
Jon commented as he walked around the room.
“It’s not as chaotic as I imagined. It feels really good.”
"Hey, are you insulting me? Bill helped me move here. If I mess it up now, Mom will scold me."
Hermione seemed to be interested in the books on the bookshelf in Ron's room. She took out one and started flipping through it, then said.
"I saw the ghost who came to see Nick when I was at school."
Her words obviously attracted the attention of both Jon and Ron.
"Do you know him?"
"I've seen her in a book, and judging by the photo in it, I shouldn't be mistaken."
Hermione flipped through the book titled "Ghost Legends" in her hand, then paused on one of the pages and opened it to the two boys.
"See? That's the lady."
That page was an introduction to the Ravenclaw ghost in residence at Hogwarts Castle - Ms. Grey.
Jon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He hadn't forgotten what Nick had said to him when he first picked him up on the Hogwarts ship. After Voldemort occupied Hogwarts Castle, the ghosts in the castle lost their restraints and left the school that had lost its meaning.
"Are you sure it's her?"
Hermione said, nodding.
"I'm sure that when the lady first arrived at the school, I was looking for a suitable place to read in front of the school gate, because the sun was very bright that afternoon, and Professor Porter suggested that I should not stay in the library all the time . Then I saw this ghost floating in from outside the door, and she even stopped to ask me where Nick was. Just like the illustration in this book, she wore a wide-brimmed pointed hat, very beautiful, but also a little cold."
The appearance she described was exactly the same as Ms. Grey's, Ron said carelessly while sitting on the bed after listening.
"This is not surprising. Nick and this Ms. Grey were both resident ghosts at Hogwarts. They must have known each other for hundreds of years. Maybe they have been separated for a long time. Now we have a big advantage. As long as Jon performs stably, we will retake the castle in a year. So the old friends want to meet and reminisce."
Even though Ron was sticking flags all over his body like an old general on the stage, Jon just glared at him and continued to think about the Grey Lady.
He certainly didn't think that things were as simple as Ron said. Ms. Grey's real identity was the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the four founders of Hogwarts.
Even if she is an unfilial daughter, it cannot conceal her unusual identity and background.
Nick had said before that when she left Hogwarts, she kept muttering that she had made a mistake again, the second time.
This second mistake is not difficult to guess. The biggest mistake in Ms. Grey's life was stealing her mother's crown, and it was this incident that eventually led to her death.
Another mistake she made after her death was being seduced by Voldemort during her student days, not only revealing her identity but also telling him where the Ravenclaw diadem was hidden.
John speculated that after Voldemort defeated Dumbledore and occupied Hogwarts Castle, the second mistake she mentioned should refer to handing the crown to Voldemort.
This was indeed an extremely stupid move. When Jon saw this passage in the original book in his previous life, he couldn't help but complain. How charming was Voldemort when he was young that he could actually seduce an old ghost who had lived for thousands of years.
The most likely reason why she came to find Nick now was because of the portrait of Slytherin.
After all, even if it was just a portrait, as her mother's former best friend, Salazar Slytherin was one of her elders, a figure of the same generation as her uncle. There was no reason why she would not come to meet him when she had news about him.
"If you're curious, just ask Nick when you get back."
Jon said as he picked up the Golden Snitch from Ron's desk.
"Nick would definitely not hide anything if he could tell us."
When he said this, Hermione was looking at him without blinking. Jon noticed her gaze and asked in confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"I also have a question. Why did you start talking a little strangely more than a month ago?"
Ron seemed to react only at this time when he heard Hermione's question. He walked to Jon with a strange look on his face, pinching his chin and thinking.
"Now that Hermione mentioned that, I've noticed that Jon's accent is indeed a bit strange now, as if his teeth were stuck with toffee."
Jon looked at them helplessly, but he didn't intend to hide it from them.
He opened his mouth, revealing the mandrake blade he had been holding inside, and explained.
"I am preparing to learn a kind of unconventional magic, and the requirement for learning it is to hold this leaf in your mouth all the time."
Ron stared at him with those unlearned eyes.
"What kind of magic involves leaves?"
"Some magic requires you to drink your own saliva!" Jon said with a look of disgust.
Ron's face was full of indifference.
"We don't drink our own saliva every day, and it's not a big deal."
"I asked you to spit your saliva into a small bottle, bury it in the ground for half a year or even a year, and then drink it. Do you still think it's no big deal?"
Following Jon's words, Ron thought about the scene and suddenly felt a chill on his face. He kept shaking his head like a rattle.
Hermione, on the other hand, looked at Jon and blinked her own eyes.
These are not a pair of unlearned eyes.
