The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

After entering March, the weather became clearer.

But every time they appear outside the castle, the bitter cold wind will still make their little faces hurt...

On the first Saturday in March, Hogwarts students above the third grade have another chance to go to Hogsmeade.

Jon had planned to just sit in the Hufflepuff common room this weekend.

However, when he was eating in the hall on Friday morning, he received an invitation——

Joe Green, the little white owl, had brought a letter in which Astoria invited him to meet at Lady Puddiffe's teahouse on Saturday.

"Is this a date?" Jon said to himself.

After thinking about it again and again, there is no reply for the time being.

...

After the last Transfiguration lesson on Friday morning, Jon made a beeline for Dumbledore's office on the eighth floor.

That ugly stone monster was lying lazily there tickling.

It glanced at Jon in surprise: "Isn't today Sunday?"

"Can I go in?" Jon asked calmly, "I have something to ask Professor Dumbledore."

"Theoretically it's not possible..." The stone monster stood up, paced slowly, and blinked suddenly: "However, if you answer me a question... I will let you in!"

"What's the problem?" Jon asked curiously.

"Well... what do you usually like to eat?" The stone monster sat down on the ground and asked a little excitedly.

"Are you sure you want me to answer this question?" Jon glanced at it sympathetically.

The stone monster quickly nodded obediently.

"Okay... listen up!" Jon said while wriggling his fingers: "Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail..."

"...roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose..."

"...Stove pig, stove duck, sauce chicken, sauce meat..."

...

It took Jon more than ten minutes to report the names of hundreds of Chinese dishes. He didn't know how to translate some dishes from Chinese to English, so he simply transliterated them...

The poor stone monster was stunned when he heard it... At first it tried to write on the wall behind it with two paws at the same time, but it ended up covering the entire wall in a few minutes...

"... Braised peas, stewed lentils, boiled edamame, and pickled kohlrabi!"

Jon let out a long sigh of relief.

"How, have you remembered everything?" He quickly glanced at the stone monster, and then asked.

"This..." There was an awkward smile on the face of the stone monster, and it said hesitantly: "Can... can you report it again?"

"I'll make a list for you next time!" This was within Jon's expectation, he said casually.

"That's great!" The stone monster stuck out its tongue excitedly like a husky.

"Then can I go?" Jon said.

"Of course...the password is cockroach pile."

"Oh, the roach pile?" Jon said softly.

Hearing this command, the stone monster quickly moved out of the way.

Jon could finally go in.

...

Albus Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, stuffing a few cockroach-like objects into his mouth.

In theory this should be a candy.

He looked at Jon who broke in with some surprise, and quickly took a sip of lemon juice to swallow the "cockroaches" in his mouth.

"Oh, Jon, why are you here?"

"Professor Dumbledore, I need to find you something!" Jon said quickly.

"Well, tell me!" Dumbledore nodded, and stuffed another "cockroach" into his mouth.

"Someone told me that Professor Karkaroff is in a bad state recently..." Jon explained calmly: "It may be because of the Triwizard Tournament... Since Durmstrang's score is too far behind, they are worried Professor Karkaroff may have done some outrageous things when he was out of control!"

"Extraordinary things?" Dumbledore frowned.

"Yes... After all, he used to be a subordinate of the mysterious man and a Death Eater!" Jon explained without hesitation, since he had seen that memory in the Pensieve, he had nothing to do with it. Reservable.

"It's Voldemort... You should always use the correct name for everything!" Dumbledore said casually, "But there is still a reason for your concern."

Jon nodded perfunctorily.

"So, you are worried that someone will try to attack you because you have an excessive advantage in the Goblet of Fire competition?"

Jon nodded again.

"You can rest assured!" Dumbledore said suddenly with a serious face: "No one can hurt my students under my nose...anyone!"

"Okay, professor!" Jon stood up: "Thank you...then I won't bother you!"

"Okay, before you go, do you want to taste this pile of cockroaches?" While speaking, Dumbledore threw a "cockroach" at Jon: "Honeyduke's latest product, compared to the previous The cockroach skewers are more realistic and taste better; unfortunately, sales are said to be worse."

Looking at the realistic "cockroach" in his hand with some chills, Jon shook his head quickly.

"Forget it, everyone has different tastes!" Dumbledore shook his head regretfully.

But before Jon left, the big bright red bird flew over suddenly.

It pecked at Jon's clothes, and seemed to beg him for edible and delicious herbs.

Jon smiled awkwardly at Dumbledore.

Obviously, he didn't dare to feed Fox in front of Dumbledore... Isn't this the same as NTR in person!

"It seems that you are very popular with birds." Dumbledore said casually, and waved to Fox at the same time.

Fenghuang flew back to the shelf with a displeased expression on his face.

"Then, professor, I'll take my leave first!" Jon fled Dumbledore's office in a hurry.

...

Leaving Dumbledore's office, Jon returned to the Hufflepuff common room.

Joglin is still waiting in his dormitory for him to come back... this "clever" owl, which has expertly removed a piece of cake from Jon's closet;

Seeing that Jon was back, it quickly flew to Jon's side, making a cheerful "cuckoo" cry.

"I'm writing back!" Jon said softly.

He wrote "I'm honored to see you tomorrow" on a note and slipped it into the lattice on Joe Green's right leg.

"Go back to Astoria!" Jon patted it on the head.

The white owl suddenly descended, took a piece of something from his pocket... and then flew away.

Jon froze for a moment before realizing that it was the pile of cockroaches he took out of Dumbledore's office.

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