In the Harry Potter Without Harry Potter

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.

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.

Jon had to be patient enough to wait, and in between, he had to chant the incantation in his mind with his ring at sunset and sunrise every day until he could hear a second heartbeat and unearth the potion on the day of the thunderstorm.

If any one of these steps went wrong, it would affect his final casting of the spell.

Once this was done, Jon didn't return to the Weasley's with Bill, as summer was the season for thunderstorms, which was why Jon couldn't wait to try to hold the mandrake leaf at this time of year, once it became winter, it would probably be about a year before the next step could be taken, even if he finally managed to bury the potion.

For the rest of the time until the start of the fourth year, Jon would stay at Lyons.

And upon returning to Hogwarts, Nick approached Jon, and he was not alone, bringing along a tall, beautiful-looking female ghost along with him.

"This is Gray Lady, Jon, once the resident ghost of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Ravenclaw House."

Nick introduced Jon and Grey Lady to each other.

"This is the Jon Green that Mr Slytherin told you about, and he is also the one who is going to Hogwarts Castle for the Triwizard Tournament afterwards."

In regard to Grey Lady's visit to Hogwarts, Jon had heard Hermione talk about it before when he was in Burrow Number Three.

At the time, he hadn't paid much attention to it, thinking that she had just visited because the announcement about the Slytherin portrait being there was released, causing the Ravenclaw's actual daughter to want to come back and meet her old acquaintance from a thousand years ago.

It turned out that she had actually been waiting in Hogwarts for a month, and looking at the fact that Nick had brought her over here in this manner, it seemed like she was waiting specifically for himself.

Jon glanced at Nick and noticed that Nick was giving him a sneaky wink, so he nodded his head and greeted the ghost who had once been conned by Voldemort.

"Hello, Lady Grey."

Grey Lady responded with nothing but a nod as she looked at Jon with scrutiny in her gaze.

"You're the one who brought back the Slytherin portrait?"

She didn't use honorifics for Slytherin and called out directly by his family name rather than his given name, not sounding like the two were all that close.

Jon displayed a slight amount of confusion, guessing that Grey Lady was deliberately saying it this way, to disguise her true identity or just simply that she didn't have that good of a relationship with Slytherin.

"Yes, ma'am, I found Mr Slytherin's portrait in the labyrinth at the Arctic and brought him out of there."

"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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