Everything Was Moving in a Better Direction

Jon and Dumbledore did not talk for long in the wilderness. After all, it was getting later and later; standing there the whole time was not a good idea. The night was cold and heavy with dew. Even though they were both wizards, they could still catch a cold.

That was quite a troublesome thing.

Wizards could get sick too.

Fortunately, Jon was young and had not shown any symptoms of a cold yet. He took Anthony back to the laboratory through a spatial passage and found that many new things had been installed there.

The crystal panels that had previously been exposed had been covered with glass and alloy steel. Grindelwald was adjusting a light screen suspended in midair, while several researchers who were obviously Muggles stood nearby, curiously tapping at touch panels appearing in the air as though they had discovered a new continent.

The funniest one was the researcher closest to them, who jumped in fright at Jon and Anthony's sudden appearance.

"Calm down. Even though that touch panel is virtual, if you accidentally enter the wrong data, you could damage the crystal panels inside. Those things are very precious."

"Y-yes... sorry, sorry, sorry," the researcher stammered, utterly terrified by Jon's words. He had already realized who the two men before him were. He had never met Jon, but he had seen Anthony plenty of times, and judging by the way Anthony stood behind Jon, Jon's identity was obvious. "I... I... I didn't mean to."

"He wasn't blaming you. He just wants you to be more composed and not make such a fuss."

Grindelwald stepped forward from behind and placed a hand on the researcher's shoulder. It was the first time Jon had seen his teacher reveal such an expression.

When that warm, springlike presence and that