Jon woke from a dream.
He vaguely remembered what had happened in the dream and that conversation, but he still could not recall exactly what they had discussed.
Just like the only sentence he remembered.
In the dream, that person had told him—
Once he woke up, he would most likely remember nothing that had happened in the dream.
But fortunately, he was no ordinary wizard. He would not be left without any means even after clearly sensing that something was wrong.
He looked beside his hand. There was a sheet of paper there, bearing the words:
"Everything is your choice."
He fell silent.
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
The word choice always seemed to carry a weighty sense of responsibility.
"Since it is my choice, then let me make it myself."
At the very least, no matter what problems his choice eventually led to, he would not regret it.
He first tidied up the desk, then left the manor under Kaledi's watchful gaze.
He would first go see Hermione. According to their original plan, they had a meeting today.
With... Nagini.
It was already the dead of night when he arrived at the forest. That tent stood out especially in Jon's vision, practically like a signal tower constantly broadcasting radio waves.
Hermione was already asleep, but Jon's arrival always allowed some people to keep sleeping while waking others from their dreams.
"Teacher, you're here," Hermione said, then immediately realized she had spoken too loudly. But when she instinctively glanced to her side, she found that the other two were sleeping like the dead.
"Don't worry, they won't wake up. With sleep like theirs, if something really happened, you wouldn't even have time to hide. You'd be dealt with silently in your sleep."
"..."