Chapter 492
The boys called Bathilda great-aunt.
Bathilda was full of surprises at the arrival of her grandnephew.
Although the other party did not explain the reason, Bathilda still guessed it.
It seems that his grandnephew was also expelled from school.
This reminded her of the other 'expelled' student in the room.
What's wrong with today's children? Every one of them is rebellious at school age.
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Chapter 512 Hello, Joel
Old aunt Bathilda's grandnephew came, and John could feel that something was wrong in the way Bathilda looked at him.
It felt like seeing two expelled school scumbags, and it was hard to explain.
He really wanted to explain, do you understand the value of Slytherin's king?
Bathilda introduced two boys of similar age to each other.
"Hello, my name is Joel." John chuckled.
He knew that his name should not be left in history.
So I just gave it a random name.
But when the words came out, John looked a little weird.
He just said that name out of the blue, but suddenly he felt that the name was familiar.
When the boy opposite heard the name, he smiled happily, "My name is Gale."
Gale's eyes were wary. He came to Godric's Hollow for a certain purpose.
But he didn't expect that there would be a young wizard in the house of his lonely old aunt.
This made him wary, and he even hid his name subconsciously.
"Gale?" John could feel the other party's distrust of him.
This name seemed to be chosen randomly. John smiled noncommittally.
Two young wizards have known each other for nearly a hundred years.
John's room was in the attic, just like he had in the Wick house.
Gale's room is on the second floor.
John was fiddling with his wand, which needed some finishing touches.
Gale quietly observed the boy.
After Durmstrang was expelled, Gale traveled half of Europe to Godric's Hollow alone.
He has experienced many people and things, which made him mature too early.
He is wary of strangers and has a good understanding of human nature.
He knew very well what kind of person his old aunt Bathilda was.
So he was even more worried that John's appearance had evil intentions.
The timing of the appearance was too coincidental.
He decided to test this man who was as old as himself.
"Are you making a wand?" Gale suddenly said.
Although John cannot see, he is extraordinarily sensitive to other people's sights.
Gale's appearance had been discovered a long time ago.
Upon hearing the question, John said casually: "As you can see, yes."
"Staff-making is a rare profession." Gale walked into the attic and said, "You have this skill, why are you in Godric's Hollow?"
Gale's eyes were full of inquiry. From the mouth of old aunt Bathilda, he knew some information about this person.
For example, John seems to be a student at Hogwarts, but like himself, he was expelled.
The reason why he was expelled was because he conducted some black magic experiments that Durmstrang considered extreme. So what was the reason for his expulsion?
"It can only be said to be an accident." John shrugged, cleaning up the powder left on the table. "I didn't expect to be here, and there was something wrong with my eyes."
"I'm very grateful to Aunt Bathilda, so you can rest easy."
John chuckled and said, "You don't have to do unreasonable temptations."
Although the boy in front of me is more mature than his peers.
But who is John?
He's Johnny Silverhand.
He is the mapmaker of the huge Silver Hand business empire and the master of the Silver Hand Manor who unites many forces.
Gale's temptation was as transparent to him.
This is crushing from levels.
Gale didn't look embarrassed when his purpose was revealed.
"Okay." Gale smiled, then changed the topic and said, "Old aunt hopes that we can get along well."
He stretched out his hand towards John and said meaningfully: "I think we can let down our guard against each other."
They were all smart people, and Gale understood that John was not one of his classmates at Durmstrang.
Gale didn't mind sharing the same roof with another person as long as it didn't hinder his purpose.
Appropriate show of kindness can bring benefits to yourself.
This is something Gale has understood since he was a child.
"Hello, Joel."
"Hello, Gail."
The two men's hands touched.
The blond boy has a tall body. Even children of seventeen or eighteen are not as tall as him.
He's a bit like the Weasley twins, with a kind of bohemian abandon.
Like a golden eagle soaring in the sky, the freedom is not bound by its wings.
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Three days had passed since Gale took the initiative to talk.
During these three days, Gail seemed to have a strong interest in John.
In Gale's eyes, this is a person who is not inferior to his own talent and wisdom.
He was more curious about John.
He would often come to John's attic, sometimes just watching John do some processing there.
Godric's Hollow is rich in various resources, which is why many wizards choose to settle here.
John processes the collected herbs.
Gale watched quietly from the side and asked, "You also have research on potions?"
"This is the basic skill of a wizard." John borrowed a crucible from Bathilda, and golden flames burned at the bottom of the crucible.
Gale watched with interest.
The more you relax, the more you find that this person of the same age can surprise you.
"What's this?"
"Gublai Fairy Fire," John raised his wand and waved it gently, and flames appeared on the wand, "a flame that will not go out and will keep burning."
"interesting."
After hearing what John said, Gale became very interested in this magic.
"This is a kind of advanced magic," Gale teased, with temptation buried in his words, "It's not something you can get into as a student."
"Knowledge does not have to be learned in school." John pointed at his head, "Ravenclaw once said that extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind."
Gale listened carefully and clapped in approval.
In just three days, Gale felt that this stranger had wisdom and knowledge that surpassed Professor Durmstrang.
I thought I had enough experience traveling through Europe to come here.
But John had more experience, and it even gave Gale a feeling that she wanted to tell this person her plan.
It was a great plan, for all wizards, a plan to change the world.
Gale thought she was crazy.
This is actually an instinct, an instinct to get closer to someone who is stronger than yourself.
It is natural to be strong.
Old Aunt Bathilda was also very pleased to see two boys of similar age getting along happily.
It reminded her of another boy.
As a neighbor, Bathilda knew how tired the boy was.
He has no peers around him, only a younger sister who may get sick at any time, and his only younger brother is still a bully with a hot temper.
Bathilda felt that people of the same age would speak the same language.
So Bathilda made a decision.
She wanted to introduce the two children at home to that poor boy.
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The potion in the crucible was being boiled. John knocked on the table, and the supersensory spell spread out, covering the entire room.
After confirming that Gale had left, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally gone."
John had a headache, Bathilda's great-nephew, just like a hundred thousand whys.
They came to ask about everything, and in order to dismiss him, John had to deal with it casually.
John doesn't want to have too much contact with other people to change things in the future.
But that Gale, seven out of ten sentences were probing.
John didn't know where he was so wary.
At the same time, John also discovered that Gale was not simple.
That person has strength far beyond his peers, and is full of voyeurism towards himself.
Peeping doesn't just mean surveillance, it also refers to the brain.
"Legilimency, you are capable of such advanced magic at this age." John whispered.
Legilimency, and Occlumency.
The other party snooped into his own brain, but was deceived by John's occlumency.
The man was operating Occlumency at all times, as if he had important secrets in his mind that no one could see.
John was not very interested in those secrets. Even if they were big secrets, by his own time, nearly a hundred years had passed, and all secrets were history.
"The book that Gale left behind?"
John found a book on the table that Gail had left behind on purpose.
He picked it up and brushed his fingers over the gilded, dented cover.
