For the next few days, Jon spent the next few days in a state of ill health.

Hannah gave him half a bottle of "Lady Scarlett's Recovery Potion", and I don't know if it works, but his condition is getting better little by little anyway.

Fearing that it would get out of control again, he didn't dare to use it again, and he once again dropped his wand to the bottom of the suitcase......

With nothing to do every day, he had to go to the Blotted Bookstore next to Madame Morkin's robe shop and read a book casually.

Over the course of a few days, he finished reading The History of Modern Magic, The Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, The Great Discoveries of Modern Magic, and The Life and Social Habits of Muggle Families in Britain.

To be honest, the works published by wizards are generally poorly written, many things are not clearly explained, and common sense errors are often made...... Especially the last one, there are too many slots, which gives Jon a feeling of "I can do it too".

In his spare time, he occasionally goes to Florin's cold drink shop for some ice cream, and the cold drinks here taste really good.

At the same time, he will also stop by to say hello to the neighbors at the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

Harry Potter, who lives in room eleven in the Leaky Cauldron, happens to be Jon's neighbor. He spends most of his time in the open air of this cold drink shop, basking in the sun while completing his summer homework.

The two of them are also on the same side, not too familiar, and they parted ways after saying hello.

And because of Mr. Potter's presence, the defense of the Leaky Cauldron has become tighter...... Jon had seen the Aurors scour around several times, and at first he thought he had come to arrest him, and was startled.

However, these staff members of the Ministry of Magic did not disturb the residents of the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

In the last days of August, the Weasleys moved into the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and they took over almost half of the rooms.

However, they are a family of nine, and Jon and Ginny Weasley are barely familiar with each other, so they don't have much to do with each other.

On the last day of August, Jon received a letter.

Among them, a letter from a beautiful white owl was sent by Astoria Greengrass, in which Astoria asked Jon to continue to the same compartment where they had been staying until tomorrow, and to take the train to Hogwarts together.

Jon wrote a line on the note: "Okay, wait for me tomorrow!"

He then tied the note to the owl's leg, but the owl did not leave, hovering over him until Jon had lost a small piece of bread, and then it bit and flew out the window.

To be honest, Jon felt that the owl communication method was okay a hundred years ago, but it is extremely backward now. It is not compared with telephone, mobile phone, e-mail and other things that are a few dimensions behind, even compared with telegram and fax, it is far inferior.

Then, as usual, he went to a telephone booth on Charing Cross Street and made a phone call with his family.

Eric told him on the phone that he would drive to the Leaky Cauldron tomorrow to take him to King's Cross Station.

......

The next morning, after eight o'clock, Jon had just finished breakfast, and Eric's car had arrived at the door of the Leaky Cauldron.

"It's alright, son!" Eric asked as he got out of the car and checked his tires, "I'm not late!"

"It's early, I guess I won't have to wait more than an hour at King's Cross station later!" Jon said with a smile, "Didn't Mommy come?"

"She'd love to come...... It took me a while to convince her!" Eric explained.

The car started, but it wasn't headed in King's Cross Station.

"Where are we going?" asked Jon curiously.

"Don't ask, just go to Rome!" Eric said jokingly.

The car's stereo began to play the famous "Let It Be" song from the Beatles, and Eric hummed out of tune as he stepped on the gas.

The car drove north, and after more than half an hour, Jon knew from the roadside signs that they had arrived in Camden, and he was wondering why Eric had brought him here, when he suddenly noticed a pair of grandparents standing on the side of the road, as if waiting for them.

Eric stopped the car, rolled down the right window, poked his head out, and shouted to his grandchildren halfway down the road, "Good morning, Mrs. Longbottom!"

"You're on time, Mr. Hart. Mrs. Augusta Longbottom hurriedly took her grandson's hand and walked over: "I'm really sorry for you!"

"You're welcome, just drop by!" Eric smiled, then got out of the car and opened the door.

"Hello, Mrs. Longbottom!" Jon quickly turned back as Neville-Longbottom and his grandmother got into the car, "And Neville." ”

"I think you're supposed to be Jon!" Mrs. Longbottom shook Jon's hand gracefully, "Neville often mentions you at home, saying that you have good grades and are smart, and even Professor Snape, whom he fears so much, has praised you. ”

"I think Jon mentioned Neville quite a few times this summer!" Eric said as he drove the car, "a very kind, honest, and simple boy. ”

Jon could swear he barely talked to his parents about any of his classmates all summer.

"Yes!" Mrs. Longbottom nodded with a smile: "This child is just as kind and simple as his father when he was a child...... It's just sluggish!"

"Ah!" said Mrs. Longbottom, with a sigh, "and too careless, too stupid...... The first few times I took him to London with Floo powder, it took him a long time to find him with a mispronunciation and the wrong fireplace, but thankfully Mr. Eric, you are willing to help!"

"By the way!" said Eric, "that's the way boys, when they're young, they're not very sensible...... But growing up is an overnight thing, so don't worry, it won't be long before Neville says it's going to grow overnight. ”

"Lend you a good word!" Lady Longbottom sighed again, then patted Neville on the head again, "Neville, you still don't thank Uncle Hart. ”

"Thank you......" Neville Longbottom said in a timid voice.

Eric continued to drive, talking to Mrs. Longbottom behind him, and Jon interjected from time to time, except Neville cowered in the corner of the car, not saying a word.

The car continued to drive forward, and Jon's eyes moistened slightly.

Because Jon knew very well what his father was doing this...... He was working alone in the wizarding world, but he couldn't help with anything, so he tried to get to know some wizards and have a good relationship with them, and in the future, these wizards who had a good relationship with him would become his "network......

It is conceivable that an ordinary person trying to get acquainted with wizards will be discriminated against and looked down upon if he wants to succeed.

The car stopped at King's Cross Station, and Mrs. Longbottom and Neville got out of the car first.

Jon unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over to Eric's side, "Thank you, Daddy!"

"It's okay!" Eric winked at him, "Read well." ”

Jon nodded solemnly.

......

Eric didn't pit with him, and Jon was alone behind Longbottom's grandparents.

Passing through Station 93/4, Lady Augusta Longbottom was still instructing, and even criticizing, Neville, and in her words, Jon seemed to hear his name several times.

Speaking of which, Neville can be said to be a very miserable child.

Because he witnessed the tragic situation of his parents being tortured to madness, he was cast an amnesia spell at a young age, and his memory was permanently damaged......

Mrs. Longbottom's reprimand seemed to be over, and she helped Neville straighten up his collar before giving Jon an approving look.

They boarded the train together.

Passing through Luna Lovegood and Ginny Weasley's cell, Neville timidly walks inside, and Jon declines Ginny's invitation.

He continued on his way, and two minutes later, he finally arrived at the private room agreed upon with Astoria, pushing his suitcase.

"Sorry, there's someone here!" he heard Astoria's lazy voice as he pushed open the door to the cubicle.

Soon, though, the voice changed to surprise: "Jon!"

"Good morning, Astoria!" Jon said as he pushed the suitcase onto the pedals.

Jon looked back, and he saw Astoria with blonde hair in a ponytail and a beautiful white dress.

"Is it pretty?" Astoria winked at him.

"I almost didn't recognize where this came from, the baby or the angel......" Jon said with a smile.

"Humph!" Astoria snorted, her cheeks slightly reddening.

"How's the summer going?" she asked.

"It's not too good!" Jon said with a wry smile, "I haven't been able to use magic for more than two months, and the Headmaster made a home visit to my house?"

"Professor Dumbledore's home visit?" Astoria suddenly became interested, "Oh my God, Professor Dumbledore actually makes a home visit to a student's home, Jon, you're so lucky!"

"Maybe!" Jon forced a forced smile, "What about you, your summer vacation?"

"My mother took my sister and me to Alsace for a month, where she is from. Astoria replied, "She led us to a nest of moon beasts, which danced so cutely, and the stunner whose feathers were said to have great medicinal properties, and a French friend of hers gave me an apaloosa fluff, which I didn't bring back to England......"

Astoria gushes about her summer experiences.

While they were talking, the Hogwarts Express was activated.