Once Jon was able to control his body again, his consciousness snapped back into place.
That bizarre scene came to an end. He was not standing in a mourning hall offering incense for someone; he was standing on the surface of the Azure Deep Sea, his eyes open.
"I think I need an explanation."
"Of course I'll give you one, but first I need to know what you've remembered."
The World Will's voice rose from the depths of the sea—or rather, it sounded beside Jon's ear, as though it had come from the deep sea.
Distant and ethereal.
"I've remembered almost everything, whether I was supposed to remember it or not. There's still one part that needs the final key to unlock it. That memory is sealed beneath the deepest dust. I think it should be the most important part, so I came to you for the key."
At that point, Jon's voice suddenly turned sarcastic.
"You're finally willing to see me. How rare."
"Because the time has come. Do you know how long you've been asleep here? Over such a long time, you've already digested all your memories, so I could finally appear."
"How long was I asleep?"
Jon had no intention of getting the answer from the will of the deep sea. With a flick of his hand, a new image appeared before him.
Britain, the human world.
He saw Hermione, Harry, and the others holding a funeral for the dead House-elf.
"Good. It isn't too late. Once I settle things here, I should still have time to handle things over there."
"Let's hope you still have the chance to deal with matters over there. Haven't you realized that if you get the answer you want from me right now, you may leave this world the next moment