Chapter 141 Late at night, getting up, going to appointments, and chance encounters
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
Jack was awakened from his deep sleep by John.
"Jack, get up quickly. Aren't you going to have a duel?"
When Jack regained consciousness, this was the first sentence he heard.
He opened his eyes first, then quickly narrowed them, staring at the figure in front of him.
Oh, it's John.
When this idea emerged from the bottom of his heart, his consciousness finally woke up.
"Time...is it?" Jack rubbed his head.
All I can say is that we all know what the consequences of lack of sleep will be.
Now, he only felt that his brain was a little light, but it also throbbed slightly and had a dull pain.
Very torture.
"There's still half an hour, you have to hurry up."
John reminded: "Take off your pajamas and put on going out clothes. No matter how fast it is, it will take 5 minutes, right? Then, carefully avoid the patrolling professor and Filch, and sneak outside. This will take at least 10 minutes." ?
From the castle to the Quidditch pitch, it takes five minutes, even if you run there, right?This adds up to 5 minutes, and if I leave some redundancy, it’s just right now. "
"Yes, this time is just right." Jack rubbed his head, "Oh, who is so free? He actually invited me to a duel."
Speaking of this, he remembered something.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you before that there is someone in Ravenclaw who asked me to bring you a letter. Before, I was only focused on eating and rushing to wash up and go to bed, so I forgot about this."
He got out of bed, took out the pink letter from the pocket of the wizard's robe hanging beside him, and handed it to John.
"Look, what are you talking about?" He was really looking forward to it.
Was it what he imagined, a letter expressing his true feelings?
"Eh...this color?" John was a little surprised.
He glanced at Jack a few times before opening the letter.
Jack did not rush forward immediately and watch with John. Instead, he went to find water first and washed his face with it to make himself more energetic.
Then he quickly started changing clothes.
After taking off his pajamas and putting on the wizard's robe, John also finished reading the letter.
I saw the corners of his mouth raised slightly, looking in a good mood.
"How is it? What kind of letter is it?" Jack asked casually.
"It's a good thing." John nodded repeatedly, put the letter away again, and stuffed it into his arms.
Judging from his behavior, he probably wouldn't watch it.
Jack didn't force it either.
"Okay, I gave you the letter. I have to go to the duel first." He reached out and patted John's shoulder, preparing to leave, "By the way, are you coming?"
"Didn't I answer this question for you during the day?"
John shook his head wildly: "It's easy to get into trouble if you go out in the middle of the night, so I won't go.
In fact, I suggest you don’t go either.
Who is that person? If he wants to initiate a duel, he can initiate a duel. He can decide the time and place whenever he wants. He doesn't have the final say in Hogwarts, so why should we do what he says. "
"What you said does make sense." Jack nodded repeatedly, "But the matter must be resolved after all."
"What if you are let go?" John asked puzzledly. "There is another possibility that it is Filch waiting for you there. If that is really the case, aren't you just asking for trouble? ?”
"It's good to let the pigeons go." Jack was unmoved, as if he was determined to go to the appointment, "That way I will have a reason to do things."
"Reason? To do something?" John stared at Jack for a while.
He suddenly remembered his father's evaluation of Jack and the psychological profile conducted by psychologists.
In fashionable terms, Jack is the kind of person who is of the lawful evil alignment.
Lawful evil people will theoretically follow their own standards and do their best to get what they want, regardless of whether it harms others.
At the same time, they believe that rules, laws, and traditions are all designed to safeguard the interests of rulers and framers.
What Jack said just now really fits this camp division.
Talk about something darker.
Jack is most likely expecting the other party to do something 'out of the ordinary'.
Only then can he achieve some standards in his mind, and then he can start doing some very exaggerated things with "peace of mind".
Jack is indeed a dangerous man.
John shuddered slightly as he thought about this.
Could it be that his father was tricking him by letting him continue to be friends with Jack?
This is simply a bomb that can explode anytime and anywhere!
Who knows what standard Jack has in mind?What is over?What is in scope?
He really doesn't know!
"Well, let's not talk about that." Jack didn't know that John was brainstorming, so he just prevaricated, "Since you don't go, I will go alone. If time goes fast, I may be back before you fall asleep. You Do you want to wait for me to come back and listen to my duel process?"
"Wouldn't it be the same if I listen to it tomorrow? Go to sleep." John didn't want to be alone.
That's too boring.
There is no need to be so anxious to hear first-hand news.
If we really have to rush, we might as well go out with Jack now.
"Okay, then I'll go first."
Jack doesn't procrastinate either.
After saying that, he left the dormitory and walked outside.
First through the common room, then up to the first floor, along the corridor, towards the castle gate.
As soon as I got near the door, I saw a head sticking out from behind a pillar.
"Jack, are you here to see me?"
It was Neville, a look of surprise on his face.
"Huh?" Jack was blocked by Neville's words.
He didn't come to Neville on purpose.
He just happened to be passing by.
After all, you have to pass here to get to the Quidditch pitch.
But, as an adult, of course you have to speak more tactfully.
A smile appeared on his face and he answered the question with a question: "Aren't you going to monitor Professor Snape? Why are you here? His office is not in this direction, right?"
"I was going to monitor him, but I followed him and lost him."
Neville had a look of dismay on his face.
"Didn't you tell me that he is very good at Legilimency, so I didn't dare to follow him too closely, but..."
Neville didn't finish his sentence, but Jack understood.
Indeed, when you are afraid of this person, it will become very inconvenient to follow and monitor that person.
"It's okay, just tell Harry and the others what you saw." Jack comforted him, "I guess they won't care too much about whether you can get important information."
"Is that so?"
I have heard similar words from Jack before, and hearing it again now is really heartbreaking.
Neville sighed.
"Forget it, I'll go back then."
"Jack, get up quickly. Aren't you going to have a duel?"
When Jack regained consciousness, this was the first sentence he heard.
He opened his eyes first, then quickly narrowed them, staring at the figure in front of him.
Oh, it's John.
When this idea emerged from the bottom of his heart, his consciousness finally woke up.
"Time...is it?" Jack rubbed his head.
All I can say is that we all know what the consequences of lack of sleep will be.
Now, he only felt that his brain was a little light, but it also throbbed slightly and had a dull pain.
Very torture.
"There's still half an hour, you have to hurry up."
John reminded: "Take off your pajamas and put on going out clothes. No matter how fast it is, it will take 5 minutes, right? Then, carefully avoid the patrolling professor and Filch, and sneak outside. This will take at least 10 minutes." ?
From the castle to the Quidditch pitch, it takes five minutes, even if you run there, right?This adds up to 5 minutes, and if I leave some redundancy, it’s just right now. "
"Yes, this time is just right." Jack rubbed his head, "Oh, who is so free? He actually invited me to a duel."
Speaking of this, he remembered something.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you before that there is someone in Ravenclaw who asked me to bring you a letter. Before, I was only focused on eating and rushing to wash up and go to bed, so I forgot about this."
He got out of bed, took out the pink letter from the pocket of the wizard's robe hanging beside him, and handed it to John.
"Look, what are you talking about?" He was really looking forward to it.
Was it what he imagined, a letter expressing his true feelings?
"Eh...this color?" John was a little surprised.
He glanced at Jack a few times before opening the letter.
Jack did not rush forward immediately and watch with John. Instead, he went to find water first and washed his face with it to make himself more energetic.
Then he quickly started changing clothes.
After taking off his pajamas and putting on the wizard's robe, John also finished reading the letter.
I saw the corners of his mouth raised slightly, looking in a good mood.
"How is it? What kind of letter is it?" Jack asked casually.
"It's a good thing." John nodded repeatedly, put the letter away again, and stuffed it into his arms.
Judging from his behavior, he probably wouldn't watch it.
Jack didn't force it either.
"Okay, I gave you the letter. I have to go to the duel first." He reached out and patted John's shoulder, preparing to leave, "By the way, are you coming?"
"Didn't I answer this question for you during the day?"
John shook his head wildly: "It's easy to get into trouble if you go out in the middle of the night, so I won't go.
In fact, I suggest you don’t go either.
Who is that person? If he wants to initiate a duel, he can initiate a duel. He can decide the time and place whenever he wants. He doesn't have the final say in Hogwarts, so why should we do what he says. "
"What you said does make sense." Jack nodded repeatedly, "But the matter must be resolved after all."
"What if you are let go?" John asked puzzledly. "There is another possibility that it is Filch waiting for you there. If that is really the case, aren't you just asking for trouble? ?”
"It's good to let the pigeons go." Jack was unmoved, as if he was determined to go to the appointment, "That way I will have a reason to do things."
"Reason? To do something?" John stared at Jack for a while.
He suddenly remembered his father's evaluation of Jack and the psychological profile conducted by psychologists.
In fashionable terms, Jack is the kind of person who is of the lawful evil alignment.
Lawful evil people will theoretically follow their own standards and do their best to get what they want, regardless of whether it harms others.
At the same time, they believe that rules, laws, and traditions are all designed to safeguard the interests of rulers and framers.
What Jack said just now really fits this camp division.
Talk about something darker.
Jack is most likely expecting the other party to do something 'out of the ordinary'.
Only then can he achieve some standards in his mind, and then he can start doing some very exaggerated things with "peace of mind".
Jack is indeed a dangerous man.
John shuddered slightly as he thought about this.
Could it be that his father was tricking him by letting him continue to be friends with Jack?
This is simply a bomb that can explode anytime and anywhere!
Who knows what standard Jack has in mind?What is over?What is in scope?
He really doesn't know!
"Well, let's not talk about that." Jack didn't know that John was brainstorming, so he just prevaricated, "Since you don't go, I will go alone. If time goes fast, I may be back before you fall asleep. You Do you want to wait for me to come back and listen to my duel process?"
"Wouldn't it be the same if I listen to it tomorrow? Go to sleep." John didn't want to be alone.
That's too boring.
There is no need to be so anxious to hear first-hand news.
If we really have to rush, we might as well go out with Jack now.
"Okay, then I'll go first."
Jack doesn't procrastinate either.
After saying that, he left the dormitory and walked outside.
First through the common room, then up to the first floor, along the corridor, towards the castle gate.
As soon as I got near the door, I saw a head sticking out from behind a pillar.
"Jack, are you here to see me?"
It was Neville, a look of surprise on his face.
"Huh?" Jack was blocked by Neville's words.
He didn't come to Neville on purpose.
He just happened to be passing by.
After all, you have to pass here to get to the Quidditch pitch.
But, as an adult, of course you have to speak more tactfully.
A smile appeared on his face and he answered the question with a question: "Aren't you going to monitor Professor Snape? Why are you here? His office is not in this direction, right?"
"I was going to monitor him, but I followed him and lost him."
Neville had a look of dismay on his face.
"Didn't you tell me that he is very good at Legilimency, so I didn't dare to follow him too closely, but..."
Neville didn't finish his sentence, but Jack understood.
Indeed, when you are afraid of this person, it will become very inconvenient to follow and monitor that person.
"It's okay, just tell Harry and the others what you saw." Jack comforted him, "I guess they won't care too much about whether you can get important information."
"Is that so?"
I have heard similar words from Jack before, and hearing it again now is really heartbreaking.
Neville sighed.
"Forget it, I'll go back then."
