The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

With a flash of golden light, Jon Hart reopened his eyes.

Through the morning sun, he took a dazed look at the path in front of him—Eastleigh Road, where he lived since he was a child.

It was the morning of June 25th, the day after the Triwizard Tournament.

He spent the night in Dumbledore's office last night...Dumbledore made a sleeping bag for him under the wall covered with the Headmaster's portrait.

The headmasters had been chattering and making noise all night, so that Jon didn't sleep well at all... Of course, it was also related to his preoccupation.

Early the next morning, just a few minutes ago, Fox sent him out of the principal's office and came here.

That black-gray ugly bird looks a lot bigger than yesterday... It was only the size of a fist yesterday, but now it is at least the size of a teapot. The color of the body is also more reddish.

However, it is still difficult for it to travel through space, at least it consumes a lot of energy... It is lying lazily on the lawn beside it, basking in the sun.

Jon felt that if the other phoenixes saw the current Fox, they would definitely have a desire to clean up the house.

...

He opened the bag on his back. Jon had already put some important things in before the third item of the Triwizard Tournament.

Jon picked up the paralyzed phoenix on the ground and threw it in; at the same time, he opened the opening of the backpack so that the phoenix could bask in the sun.

While walking in the direction of No. 86, he was thinking about what happened yesterday in his mind.

The plan to escape from Hogwarts started from the first day he knew he was a wizard, and as of yesterday... it was basically completed.

No matter what, Voldemort was the most powerful dark wizard in the world in the second half of the 20th century; and he was supported by the vast majority of pure-blood wizard families.

Although Jon believes that Dumbledore must be able to crush Voldemort by IQ, and finally win. But Dumbledore was old after all, and his energy couldn't keep up; the number of people in his Order of the Phoenix was much smaller than that of the Death Eaters.

So no matter what method Dumbledore uses to win the final victory, the final result is always tragic.

As a fairly well-known wizard born in a non-wizard family, Jon Hart and Voldemort were born on the opposite side; so in a sense, he has two choices, one is to join the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters They are fighting each other with real swords and guns, and the second is to find ways to avoid this vortex.

Jon chose the latter route.

Everything went very smoothly... The appearance of suspended animation caught Dumbledore a little off guard; if he did not admit that Jon Hart was dead, then he would not be able to prove Voldemort's return, and at the same time, he would not be able to disguise Mad-Eye Moody as Barty Crouch Jr. breaks into the Death Eaters.

but……

...

"Ginger is still old and hot!" Jon couldn't help sighing.

After all, I have stayed in Hogwarts for three years, and I have feelings for everything in Hogwarts... Facing the sudden temptation of Dumbledore...

This one-year exchange student caught him off guard.

Dumbledore didn't directly let Jon make a choice. To be honest, he was quite conscientious, and directly arranged for Jon to be a student of Beauxbatons...

So Jon could go directly to Beauxbatons and ignore the transfer student's document.

In the 1995-1996 school year, that is, Harry Potter's fifth grade, the sense of crisis was much lighter than in the following two years. At least there are no frequent Muggle massacres, and splinter wizards are not deprived of the right to use wands.

After all, Voldemort had just been resurrected, and he met an ostrich-like pig opponent like Cornelius Fudge, so he chose to hide his strength and bide his time to accumulate strength.

Changing the identity of a non-major wizard may not be dangerous.

In addition, Jon was also a little curious about the "secret" mentioned by Dumbledore.

Dumbledore is not someone who exaggerates, he said that it is very important, so this secret must not be simple... and it should be related to himself.

Moreover, Jon felt that this had something to do with Dumbledore's extra attention to himself in recent years.

Jon, who was caught in a tangle, stopped.

Because he arrived at number 86, Eastleigh Road, which was his home.

...

There is a car parked in front of the house.

There was also a panting old man standing in the yard of his house, and a woman with pink cheeks and black hair.

Judging from their attire, they were two wizards.

They're talking to Eric.

"I'm Ephias Dorge!" said the old man with few gray hairs left on his head, "I'm a friend of Albus Dumbledore, and this is Heska Jones."

There is no doubt that Mr. Eric Hart knew Dumbledore.

"Principal Dumbledore's friend!" He said excitedly, "Welcome!"

"The situation is like this..." Dorje explained while panting: "A very evil dark wizard has been resurrected, and he takes pleasure in slaughtering Muggles like you... Albus is thinking about your safety." , decided to send us to arrange you to France..."

While speaking, he handed over a letter.

"To France?" Eric looked surprised.

"Yes...the situation is more urgent..." Duoji continued to explain: "Please read the letter that Albus sent to you. If there is no problem, please make arrangements. Heska and I will pick you up in three days. of!"

"How is Jon?" Mrs. Judy Hart asked with some concern.

"He..." Effias Dorji and Hessia Jones couldn't help but glance at each other.

"Don't worry about him..." the black-haired witch stammered.

Neither Eric nor Judy thought much about it... After the two wizards left, they began to discuss.

Jon never showed up.

There is no doubt that Effias Dorjee and Hestia Jones must not know that he is still alive... so once he shows up, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Yesterday Dumbledore promised to help his parents transfer to France; he did not expect him to fulfill his promise today.

...

Jon fished the ugly phoenix out of his backpack.

"Deliver a letter for me, Fox?" Jon asked softly.

Fenghuang pouted haughtily, expressing her disapproval...how could she be compared with those vile owls.

Jon took a sachet of herbs from his pocket.

Fox's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded his head hastily.

Jon thought for a long time, and waited until Fox got a little impatient, and then slowly said: "I have a letter, and I want you to help me send it to Miss Astoria-Greengrass."