The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Hermione Granger?" Astoria Greengrass blinked in confusion.

This name is actually not unfamiliar to her. In fact, most of the students in Hogwarts know Miss Granger's "name"... She is a Gryffindor prefect, taller than herself. In the first grade; in addition, she is also a friend of Harry Potter, the "savior of the world"; and, her grades are always the first in the grade...

The two colleges of Slytherin and Gryffindor, due to historical reasons, rarely have any intersection——

Although in Astoria's memory, on the eve of Halloween two years ago, she seemed to have had a short encounter with Miss Granger, and even had a little dispute... But she already remembered something strange about the specific reason. So clear!

But one thing is certain—

Hermione Granger was not familiar to her at all.

...

"Hello, Miss Granger." Astoria reluctantly got up from the hospital bed, with a polite smile on his face. She asked nonchalantly, "What's the matter?"

"Miss Greengrass, are you sick?" Hermione glanced at the girl on the hospital bed with some hesitation: "It looks serious?"

"Yes." Astoria didn't want to elaborate too much on her illness, she just nodded calmly, and then asked, "How did you find me?"

"It's just a guess..." Hermione replied, "I've heard that your sister, Miss Daphne Greengrass, who is in the same grade as me, often runs to the school hospital during this time... And you have been on the campus from the beginning of this semester." I'm on leave, so I guess you might be hospitalized in the school hospital...so I just..."

"Well... you're amazing!" Astoria whispered, interrupting Hermione. Her voice was sincere, without any hint of sarcasm.

"It's just a little clever." Hermione's mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

Astoria continued to ask, her voice was still full of doubts: "Then Miss Granger, what's your business with me?"

"And at this point in time, shouldn't you all be in the auditorium, enjoying the Halloween dinner... Why did you choose to come to me at this point in time?" She added and asked.

"Actually...actually...actually..." Hermione's tone became hesitant.

"Huh?" Astoria snorted softly, and the expression on his face became even more puzzled.

"I just wanted to... ask you about someone..." Miss Granger seemed to have made up her mind, she raised her voice and said.

"Inquire about a person..." Astoria, who was on the sickbed, repeated the other person's words in a low voice.

She seemed to realize something, and her tone immediately became a little colder:

"Who do you want to hear from?"

...

"I want to find out..." Hermione Granger's tone quickly calmed down, and she replied in her extremely calm voice: "Jon...Jon Hart..."

"I don't know!" Astoria said a little coldly: "He was already dead, wasn't he... a year and a half ago..."

"No...he didn't!" Hermione retorted without hesitation: "He just suspended his death, I know very well...In fact, he was still at Hogwarts half a year ago, right...I saw him at that time pass him!"

"It's just that you've got the wrong person..." Astoria lowered her head and said flatly.

She wasn't good at deceiving people, at least Miss Granger obviously didn't believe her words.

"You don't have to lie to me about this kind of thing, Miss Greengrass." Hermione's tone sounded more confident: "Not long ago, an Auror told me that he was in Mann more than half a month ago. The island appeared..."

"Isle of Man?" Astoria looked slightly flustered.

But on the lips, she still insisted on arguing: "No, absolutely not...it's just a lie..."

"I remember you have a very good relationship with him, don't you, Miss Greengrass." Hermione said with a smile, "You were his dance partner at the Christmas ball two years ago, I remember very clearly..."

"What does that have to do with you, aren't you also Viktor Krum's partner?" Astoria responded bluntly.

"If you really don't know about him, then I tell you that he may still be alive, and you should be happy, and even look forward to it!" Hermione Granger also showed no sign of weakness: "But, why do you want to Decisively, categorically insisting that he is dead... unless, unless you have always had news about him!"

"Even if there is, what does it have to do with you?" Astoria bit her lip angrily, her voice raised a lot.

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly drop several degrees...

A big, ginger-colored, ugly-looking cat quietly crawled out from behind Hermione Granger... Its flat face and eyes looking at the hospital bed were full of hostility.

At the same time, a white and very beautiful owl also flew up from the bedside cabinet... It was condescending, looking down at the person and the cat...

The air was already filled with the smell of gunpowder.

However, this smell of gunpowder did not last long.

The owl Joe Green seemed to have heard some weird sound, "falling" from the sky tremblingly, and curled up in Astoria's arms.

Crookshanks also hid behind Hermione.

At the same moment, something came from the garden.

...

"It needs to be washed completely. If the purple mouse juice is left on the body for too long, it will produce a strong stench..."

"There is still a little bit on the tail... wait a minute, there is also a little on the buttocks, and the buttocks need to be washed too..."

"Don't put your head in my pocket, the herbal medicine I promised you will definitely be given to you, and I will never break my promise!"

Jon Hart fell from the sky and came to the garden of Hogwarts School Hospital.

He is helping Phoenix Fox to wash off the purple rat juice on his body... just to deceive those believers of Grindelwald (even if so many years have passed, they have had direct and indirect confrontations with Albus Dumbledore, for a The breath of a phoenix is ​​certainly not unfamiliar), he applied a lot of this potion on Fox.

It just so happened that he remembered that there was a fountain in the garden of the school hospital, and the Halloween dinner would theoretically take more than an hour to end, so there must be time; he could also drop by to see Astoria.

"Okay, it's been washed..." Jon shook off the water on his hand: "Look, isn't there a single hair missing?"

Phoenix didn't answer him, but spread its wings regardless of its still wet wings, looking at Jon's back with some vigilance.

Jon couldn't help turning around in surprise——

Because he heard it too, he heard footsteps coming from behind.