Jon was ultimately unable to convince Astoria.

In fact, Astoria was right...... Once she loses consciousness and her body is controlled by the Blood Curse Soul without any control, the consequences will be unimaginable.

So in the face of Astoria's insistence, he finally chose to compromise.

......

As the breeze blows, the yellow leaves fall from the sky one after another.

The streets of London have completely lost any trace of summer...... With the advent of late autumn, the weather suddenly turned cold, and the pedestrians on the side of the road licked a few more clothes.

In a bustling pharmacy, there is an endless stream of customers.

"Kava root...... Peyote Cactus ...... These are all hallucinogenic drugs, why do you want these?" a middle-aged man dressed as a pharmacist glanced at the young man in front of him with some suspicion.

From his gaze, he seems to identify the other party as a "junkie".

The pharmacist asked coldly, "Do you have a prescription prescribed by a professional doctor?"

"Of course, there is. The young man smiled and nodded, then lowered his head, as if rummaging through something in his suitcase.

The apothecary snorted, and then he saw the young man take out a small emerald green wooden stick from his suitcase......

I saw that his eyes were stunned, and then he touched his head involuntarily......

"Okay, wait a minute...... I'm going to get my medicine!" he replied.

The young man put both herbs in his suitcase, paid the pharmacist fifty pounds, and walked out of the pharmacy unhurriedly.

Leaving the pharmacy, he walked two blocks and entered a hotel.

When he came to the front desk of the hotel, he asked the clerk for "accommodation......

"Alone?" asked the hotel clerk casually.

"One person ......" The young man hesitated for a moment and looked at the suitcase in his hand.

Then, he nodded, "That's right, alone." ”

"Do you need dinner?" the clerk continued.

"Needed...... Please help me get to my room, can you?" said the young man with a smile.

......

Once again, he checked into a Muggle hotel and entered his room.

Jon Hart, for his part, was accustomed to disguising his whereabouts through the Muggle lifestyle.

And the results have been good.

A Muggle cook pushes a cart and brings a dinner on a tray......

Dinner was quite hearty, with borscht, steak, mince potato pie and soft bread rolls.

Jon carried the tray into the room, but didn't open it.

There was a "bang" sound from the window, as if someone was knocking on it.

Jon hurriedly walked over again and opened the window—

A black-and-gray owl flew in and threw a not-so-large box in front of Jon.

The chest was painted with the logo of a potions shop, which Jon had sent an owl to a Muggle shop a few days earlier......

Bending down and opening the box, Jon examined it carefully, confirming that there were no quality issues with the materials such as moonstone, purple shirt bark, and lionfish backbone meal in the box.

Add to that the herbs you bought from the Muggle pharmacy before, and everything is ready.

Carefully close the window and lock the door to make sure that the room is absolutely safe.

Jon put the materials into his suitcase.

And finally, he picked up the dinner offered by the hotel, and at the same time spread his suitcase on the floor and opened it—

He first stepped one leg into the suitcase...... Logically speaking, with the size of a suitcase, it simply cannot accommodate a whole large and small leg.

But Jon's leg in the suitcase sank into it as if it were in a quagmire.

Then came the other leg......

And then there's the whole body......

Finally, the hand holding the tray......

After just a dozen seconds, like a victim swallowed by a swamp, Jon Hart's entire body was sunk deep into his suitcase.

......

Unlike its small appearance, the suitcase is unusually spacious.

It's almost like a whole house......

For over a year ago, Jon had been using the Space Amplification Charm on his suitcase in order to hold more of it...... The space inside the suitcase has also become more and more over time.

From an ordinary box, it gradually "evolved" into a space that was not too small.

For example, one of the houses was filled with all kinds of herbs...... There are those previously purchased in Diagon Alley, those obtained in Albania, and those obtained at Greengrass Manor......

In another room, there are a number of books, including The Secrets of Cutting-Edge Dark Arts, which he received from Albus Dumbledore.

Jon continued his way to the last cabin.

It looks more like a "prison cell" than a hut...... In a small space behind the tight iron door, a young girl was lying on her bed and asleep.

On the other wall, a portrait of Principal Phineas Black hangs.

The old Headmaster of Hogwarts was dozing off on the portrait.

It was at the request of Astoria Greengrass that Jon finally decided to "lock" her in his suitcase...... After all, if you tie up a flower girl to swagger through the market, it is a little too bizarre.

Knocking lightly on the iron door, Astoria on the bed opened her eyes in a daze.

"It's time to eat!" Jon reminded as he gestured to the tray in his hand.

Astoria, who had just opened the iron gate and got up, stopped him......

"Don't!" she snapped.

Then he trotted over and motioned for Jon to open a narrow window in the iron door, and that was it.

Jon shook his head a little helplessly, and then had to open the small iron window and stuff the tray inside.

"Wow...... Is it a mashed potato pie with meat, it smells good!" From inside the bars, Astoria's soft sigh was heard.

While watching Astoria eat, Jon whispered, "All the missing ingredients have been bought......

"Are we going to start making Horcruxes?" Astoria put down her knife and fork and looked up.

"Yes. Jon nodded, "I'm thinking about where to start making ...... now."

"Or ...... Shall we go back to Greengrass Manor?" Astoria asked in a low voice.

Without hesitation, Jon shook his head decisively.

After the recent Giant Hunt, Jon had no doubt that the Death Eaters would be keeping an eye on Greengrass Manor around the clock, and that he and Astoria would be in danger if they returned.

"So, where do you go......

Jon pondered for a moment, then said solemnly, "I thought of it...... The location of the Horcruxes should not be decided by us alone!"