The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

After Jon Hart figured out the "truth"—

He had to resist the urge to scold Armando Dippet, and ordered him to go back to Essex County and explain it in detail to the magic painter Miss Christabel Bulstrode... Tell her it's just a misunderstanding, no one needs a portrait at all...

Fortunately, under the reminder of several other principals, Dippet soon realized that he had "caused trouble"...

Seeing him leave in despair, Jon sat back angrily and funny.

...

Before the butt was hot, I heard a familiar singing voice coming from outside the window.

It was a magnificent, bright red bird, and she flew in through the skylight of the principal's office skillfully while singing!

Dragging her long golden tail, after a period of elegant gliding... Finally, she docked on the phoenix stand beside the desk.

"Oh?" Jon glanced at Fox curiously, and asked, "Why are you back... Aren't you accompanying Professor Dumbledore?"

He wasn't worried about any accidents that Albus Dumbledore encountered during his journey... After all, he is now with Mr. Gellert Grindelwald, and the creatures that can cause them to have "accidents" are probably not born yet. !

Phoenix raised her head, looked at Jon, and blinked at him... Her eyes full of golden light seemed to be communicating with Jon.

"Oh..." Jon seemed suddenly enlightened, and said with a smirk: "I guessed it, so I didn't want to be caught between them and be a third party..."

Fox gave Jon a cold look, then turned and pointed his tail at him; she seemed unhappy.

"By the way... I remembered, Mr. Grindelwald also raised a very rare Voldebat..." Jon continued to say behind him: "Why don't you go and match it?"

A faint flame suddenly appeared on Fox, and she turned around and glared at Jon.

Looking at her angry eyes, she seemed to be yelling at Jon—"Don't compare a lowly magical creature like a corpse cloth (Voltebat) with me!"

Seemingly still puzzled, the big bright red bird flew towards Jon angrily——

"Oops!" Jon screamed, clutching his arms.

Because Phoenix pecked "viciously" on his arm!

...

After finally taking out a few bags of herbs, he coaxed Fox to finish.

At the same time, Jon also took this opportunity to "bribe" a few drops of Phoenix's tears, healed the peck on his arm, and kept a few extra drops for preservation.

At the same time, he took the time to take out some things from the suitcase and put them in the principal's office... After all, he might be staying here for a long time!

For example, some daily necessities, Jon put them in the small compartment where the Pensieve was located, so as not to see and suspect passing teachers and students.

There was also a large pile of potions and herbs. Jon emptied a cabinet and put them in by category... In order to prevent Fox from stealing it, he also locked the cabinet.

Of course, he also took out a teapot full of "liquid" and placed it on the desk in the most conspicuous place, and at the same time covered a few teacups beside the teapot.

Just after finishing all this, there was a sudden commotion on the portrait wall.

It was Principal Dexter Fusco, who suddenly returned to his portrait.

"Jon..." Principal Fusco shouted: "McGonagall is coming here on the eighth floor. She seems to be coming to the principal's office. You have to be ready!"

"Professor McGonagall!" Jon was taken aback.

"Jon, if you continue to pretend to be Albus, you should call her 'Minerva'..." Dai Lisi Dewent kindly reminded.

"Of course... I understand..." Jon nodded quickly, "Thank you, Headmaster Deventer..."

"You can just call me Dai Lisi, there is no distinction between us now..."

"Okay...thank you, Dai Lisi..."

While talking, Jon frantically waved his wand, and the small teapot on the table flew into the air, and poured out a small cup of lavender liquid into one of the teacups.

Drank the lavender liquid in the teacup in one gulp——

"Principal Fusco... Dexter!" Jon Hart, whose face was twisted crazily, said solemnly: "You can let Minerva in!"

...

The vice-headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Minerva McGonagall, walked into the headmaster's office.

The expression on her face was not as serious as usual in front of the students.

"Good morning, Albus...By the way, why did the password change, and you didn't notify me in advance?" Professor McGonagall wore square glasses, black hair in a high bun, and a dark green robe ; she asked curiously.

"Good morning, Minerva... I just changed it today, sorry, I seem to have forgotten to notify you!" Albus Dumbledore kept looking down at some documents, and after a while he raised his head and helped him. His half-moon glasses: "The new password is 'syrup pie'!"

"It really suits your taste!" Professor McGonagall said with a smile, "Are you busy?"

"Yeah, the incident on the Isle of Man, you know... Amelia and Rufus have been looking for me for the past few days, and it's a little bit troublesome..." Professor Dumbledore said solemnly: " By the way, what's the matter?"

"About the arrangement of Halloween activities and the protection measures at that time..." Professor McGonagall said hastily.

"It's okay, you can arrange these... the same specifications as in previous years are enough!" Dumbledore said casually, and at the same time lowered his head again, looking solemnly at the "document" on the table.

"Okay, leave it to me!" Professor McGonagall nodded: "Then I won't bother you about this trivial matter, Albus!"

"Thank you, Minerva..." Dumbledore continued to speak slightly absent-mindedly.

When Professor McGonagall turned around and was about to leave the principal's office——

Albus Dumbledore's eyes suddenly moved away from the table: "Minerva, I almost forgot, there is one more thing I need to ask you... Please tell a student to come to my office!"

"Mr. Potter?" Professor McGonagall asked without thinking.

"Potter... oh, no..." Dumbledore seemed to hesitate for a moment, then shook his head: "You let Granger come over"

"After the lunch break, around one o'clock in the afternoon, I'll wait for her here!" Dumbledore added.

"No problem, Albus!" Professor McGonagall agreed, leaving the principal's office.