Chapter 231 Close at hand but out of reach

Jon coldly watched the pair of master and servant's actions, he was not in a hurry to do it now, not on pity or anything, but rather doubtful of Sir Stoker's decision now.

He did not feel that the words of this Sir's dislike for Voldemort is a lie, before retrieving that memory, what Sir Stoker showed, is certainly his true self, and he clearly said that he does not agree with the pureblood theory.

And he has been living on this tower for decades, regardless of what has happened on land, no matter what kind of benefits and status the pureblood wizards have got are irrelevant to him, and he can't get a single Knut.

He has only ever shown a fanatical gesture to astronomy, but what could Voldemort give him in astronomy?

"I really want to know what exactly did dark lord promised you to make it worthwhile for you to fight so desperately for him? I believe in my personal judgment, and I also believe that the generosity and kindness that you have shown before today is not a pretence, Sir, someone who turns people into slaves like this, is worthy of putting your life on the line?"

Jon's body had slowly risen as he asked this question.

Although he wanted to know the answer, it does not mean that he would give up getting the answer to this question using another method.

The gusty wind from high altitude blew his black hair, and the effect of the polyjuice potion had ended at this exact time.

Jon did not intend to continue to conceal his identity, the pact is obviously very important to Voldemort, and he knows very well after this, it is no longer possible to hide the whereabouts of the entire Hogwarts.

The shrinking of the body, will not affect him with the broad robe he wore, and the sound of the wind yanking the fabric gave a "clattering" rattling.

Looking at the boy who is looking at him indifferently from high in the sky, Sir Stoker's original grim face showed a shocked look!

He guessed that this "Professor Johnson" is in fact someone else disguised identity, to climb this tower of his.

But he always thought that Jon's true identity is actually a professor from that Hogwarts school that's on the run!

But he never imagined that the one who laughed with him, helped him solve the thousands of runes on the stone slab, whose General Counter-Spell is immune to most magic, and can still fly at the moment, only by looking at his appearance, he is actually a teenage boy at most!

Jon's exposed identity shook Sir Stoker to the core.

He can believe that this is Jon's true identity because, with the strength shown by the other party now, there is no need to hide.

It is such a boy leading other children about the same age as him, in the fight against the Dark Lord who already has enough strength to annex the entire European magical world?

A sense of absurdity rose from the bottom of Sir Stoker's heart, and at Jon's questioning, he looked like he had no intention of hiding.

"If you had told me before you removed the disguise from your body that you are actually still a student, a fourth-year student at most, I would have thought you are insulting me."

With messy white hair flying behind his head, Sir Stoker laughed, he laughed with such recklessness, even a bit of madness.

"Because your understanding of Muggle philosophy and mine is the same, I always thought before taking that memory that maybe we could be a nice pair of friends, and even if you might take your students to leave this tower afterwards, we could still discuss and exchange the future of wizards' perception of the world through correspondence!"

"Even after I just got that memory back, I still had an illusion about you, Professor Johnson. I thought maybe you might truly only be a Durmstrang professor who brought his students to the sea for a study trip, and the pact that wasn't in the box was simply left behind and still hidden in the hole under the slab, only to have you come here to obtain it. Is it possible for you to let me know your real name, Professor Johnson?"

For this request of his, Jon did not refuse, he had also thought before that this Sir is a very good person and is still one of the very few wizards to truly study the Muggle society. He also reflected on his previous thoughts of the pureblood wizards on the magical world as a result of this.

If it wasn't for the Voldemort thing, they might have actually become a pair of memorable friends.

"Jon Green, a third-year student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and captain of the Hogwarts in exile."

Sir Stoker's face, lashed by the cold wind, was beaming with a smile as if he was happy to have met a new like-minded friend.

"Ha, Captain Green, I'm glad there's still someone willing to listen to a man like me at this time of year."

"I was a pure outlier at my alma mater, Beauxbatons. As a wizard from an ancient wizard family, I was quite unimpressive in all magic-related subjects, but I showed great talent in astronomy, and I could memorize star charts with a glance that others needed to memorize for a long time, and I could even simulate the planets' orbits around the sun according to the patterns of their movements. Orbits of the planets around the sun and their rotations."

"But this was a disappointment to my parents, who had high hopes for me, and who were proud aristocrats with high expectations for themselves, and who saw astronomy as a mere hobby, and would never admit that their child was an ordinary person."

"My classmates at school also saw me as an outlier because I didn't like Quidditch, I didn't like magic spells, I didn't like alchemy, and I ran to the astronomy tower full of star charts whenever I could."

"But I never took any of that to heart; when I was in the fifth year, my Muggle Studies professor said in a private conversation with me, 'Magic dominates the entirety of a wizard's life, and as a result, obscures our eyes from the world, which the Muggles started to see.' He later resigned from the school and joined some kind of Nordic wizard group at that time, I won't evaluate how he was as a person, but his remark gave me a new perception."

"The study of wizards in astronomy is really too narrow, the only means for wizards to observe the stars is through the magic telescope, but the means of muggles to understand the world is changing day by day."

"After I graduated from Beauxbatons, I hid my identity and worked at a Muggle university for a long time, and in those days, I saw the first Muggle, the man named Gagarin, travel to space, and just as my parents passed away, and after I finished their funeral and was ready to start moving into this tower, the first Muggle to go to the moon appeared in North America, called Armstrong!"

Sir Stoker opened his eyes wide.

"It made my whole body tremble with excitement! And also saddened to the core by the ignorance, arrogance, and self-importance of the magical community!"

"I was jealous to the point of crazy at those muggles who could personally travel to that profound starry sky and see the trajectory of the stars with their own eyes. I tried to improve the flying broom and break free from the constraints of Earth, but the cold high altitude and the thin oxygen limited my plans!"

"And just when I had given up my illusions about the near, yet unreachable stars, that man named Tom Riddle found me!"

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