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As the white light faded, they sat down at the round table again.

"Is this all the future?" asked Draco Malfoy, looking at Jon.

"I don't know!" Jon shook his head.

"Huh?" Malfoy couldn't help but be stunned.

Jon sat down and said with a serious face, "Prophecy is not a simple thing, especially this kind of prophecy about the fate of the world...... I don't dare pack a ticket!"

"But this at least offers the possibility of the future. Jon paused, then continued, "What you just saw is definitely not unfounded......

"In other words......" Malfoy frowned, and there seemed to be a little more fear on his face.

"This can't be!" Pansy Parkinson screamed, "How can Muggles be a threat to us......"

"No, you're mistaken, Miss Parkinson!" Jon stood up and said righteously, "Since we have sworn allegiance to the Dark Lord, we need to share our worries for the Dark Lord...... Muggles are the enemies of the Dark Lord, and we need to pay enough attention to them first, rather than taking them for granted that they are not a threat!"

Pansy Parkinson's face looked like she was gagged by a stinky sock.

"Christopher......" Malfoy stood up and said slowly, "Actually, what Pansy said is not unreasonable...... Muggles can't see through our magic at all, and we can use apparitions and Imperius to control their higher-ups...... That way, they can easily be toyed with by us!"

"You're overlooking, Draco!" Jon smiled before continuing, "Muggles don't know anything about us, and that's based on the establishment of the International Secrets Act!"

Draco Malfoy's face changed.

"If the Dark Lord really controls the wizarding world, then it means that the International Secrets Act is completely invalid!" Jon said slowly, "In this case, which side do you think pure-blood traitors like Dumbledore and Potter, as well as those Muggle-born wizards, will be on?"

"Mudblood...... Pansy Parkinson muttered again.

"They should be on the side of the Muggles...... Malfoy said slowly, with a solemn expression.

"That's right!" Jon nodded, "Then things will be different...... We must prepare for the worst, and when that day comes, the Muggle world will know everything about us from the mouths of witches!"

"And which witches will help the Muggles and become their assistants...... Jon continued, "They also use magic, and they have more devastating weapons than magic, and an unimaginable number of them......"

There was silence around the entire round table.

Everyone, including Pansy Parkinson, who was a little upset with Christopher Patrick...... They all fell into deep thought.

......

Looking at the dead silence in front of him.

"Hahaha!" Jon suddenly laughed, "It's just an idea, why are you so nervous?"

"I think the Dark Lord must have thought about all of this...... Jon continued, "So, we just have to follow his orders...... There is no need to be fearless. With the Dark Lord here, we don't need to worry about these things!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of these would-be Death Eaters looked a little better.

But Jon knew that was...... With Voldemort's contempt for Muggles, how could he possibly think of such things.

"Christopher!" Malfoy strode over to Jon, grabbed his arm, and said dismissively, "Will you sit in my place?"

"Huh?" Jon froze this time.

"You think longer than I do, and you're more talented than I am!" Malfoy said, convinced, as he forced Jon into the innermost seat.

The other would-be Death Eaters, though a little surprised, did not stand up or object.

Jon sat in Malfoy's seat in front of him.

Bress Sabini raised his glass and shouted, "One last glass, to the Dark Lord!"

"Best wishes to the Dark Lord!" they shouted in unison.

One by one, they walked out of the three-broomstick bar...... Jon walked at the back of the crowd.

There was only one thing on his mind, should he hurry up and tell Dumbledore:

"Professor Dumbledore, are you ready to close the net...... Without closing the net, I may ...... No, I look like I'm already the boss!"

......

Walking out of the Three Broomsticks Bar, Jon suddenly saw the Pig's Head Bar next door, and a group of people had also come out.

Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger of Gryffindor, ...... The others are Fred and George Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas...... Almost half of the Gryffindor House students are here.

There were also Hufflepuffs and parts of Ravenclaw. One after another, they came out of the pig's head bar.

Slytherin and Gryffindor don't always deal with each other, as there seem to be more people on the other side. Malfoy snorted coldly, and then he hurried out with the Death Eaters.

This gave Jon a chance, and instead of following Malfoy, he quietly turned into a path, and waited for both groups to leave before stepping out and speeding towards Lady Padiv's teahouse.

He hadn't forgotten that he still had a date.

......

When Jon hurried into Lady Paddev's teahouse, it was already ten and five.

That is, he was already five minutes late.

The teahouse was small and foggy, as if everything was decorated with frills or bows.

Jon hurriedly found Lady Pardgeff and asked, "Excuse me, is Miss Greengrass still here?"

"Yes......" said Lady Padiff without thinking, "she is in private room No. 5 on the second floor. ”

"Okay, thank you!" Jon hurried to the second floor.

As he pushed open the door to Private Room 5, Jon took the opportunity to remove the iron ring from his hand.

Astoria Greengrass sat alone inside, and she hurriedly walked over as Jon appeared.

"Why are you late?" she asked, a little worried.

"Sorry, just ...... Something delayed......" Jon explained.

Astoria's face changed suddenly, as if she had something to do, and she wanted to stop talking.

"What's wrong?" Jon asked quickly.

He walked towards Astoria, who took a few steps back.

"Why...... Do you smell of Selwyn's perfume?" she asked with a bitter expression.

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