The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Jon stood up and said to Zacharias and Hannah beside him, "See you later!"

Then, he followed Professor McGonagall, and the two walked out of the auditorium together.

The corridor outside seemed a little empty, and the only sound was the faint noise coming from the direction of Hogsmeade village in the distance.

Jon quickly realized that they were not walking towards Professor McGonagall's office, but were heading to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

He couldn't help but raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Soon they came to the eighth floor, and the stone monster at the door did not stop them. The two climbed up the spiral staircase without a word, and finally walked into the circular office that Jon was very familiar with.

Everything inside has hardly changed——

The silver instruments whirled and spewed smoke around the thin-legged table; Gryffindor's sword gleamed in the sun in its glass case; the Sorting Hat was still on its shelf behind the table.

It's just that Fox's perch is empty. In the place where the perch used to be, there is now a golden cup engraved with the Hufflepuff logo.

The male and female principals on the wall saw the two people walking in... they quickly closed their eyes and pretended that they were asleep.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the portraits, then scanned the surroundings of the headmaster's office, and finally moved his gaze to Jon, his tense face was covered with wrinkles.

"Hart!" Professor McGonagall's voice was very serious: "You must answer me honestly...Did Professor Dumbledore tell you anything before he died?"

In this way, Professor McGonagall looked straight at Jon with that stern look.

Jon froze for a moment, then nodded.

...

After listening to Jon's speech——

"This is ridiculous!" Professor McGonagall screamed, she looked a little hysterical: "How could Dumbledore make such a rash decision... Hart, I don't mean to offend you, and I also agree that you are in recent years One of the best students at Hogwarts...but you are too young, unimaginably young, for Hogwarts to be in your hands..."

"...Also, please tell me why you didn't talk about this before?" Professor McGonagall almost questioned.

"I originally thought...Professor Dumbledore was just joking." Jon replied calmly: "I never thought that Professor Dumbledore would leave us like this, nor did I think that what he said was true ...As you just mentioned, this thing is simply ridiculous!"

Professor McGonagall let out a long breath, and she began to pace around the principal's office a little restlessly.

"I must correct you, Minerva!" Phineas Black's annoying voice suddenly came from a portrait on the wall:

"The headmaster of Hogwarts is not one of those stupid Muggle thrones, and even if Albus Dumbledore had been headmaster, he couldn't have made any interference with the selection of the next headmaster... In fact, the real decision He chose the castle of Hogwarts, he chose me, then Armando, then Albus..."

"So... Hogwarts made its choice a long time ago; Hogwarts chose Jon Hart!" Phineas Black's voice was very mellow, and at the same time Mike Professor Ge looked even more irritable after hearing it——

She said angrily: "Of course I know this, and I don't need you to remind me, Principal Black!"

"Alright then!" Phineas shrugged, then closed his eyes again and began to pretend to be asleep.

Professor McGonagall looked Jon up and down carefully again, as if looking at some novel goods: "I have to say, Hart, there are very few wizards at your age who can achieve what you have achieved... Even me, it's far from it... But I still have to mention, you are really..."

"Too young, isn't it?" Another voice came from the direction of the portrait wall.

This time it was Headmaster Dai Lisi Dewente: "Minerva, Hogwarts will definitely consider more thoughtful things than you and me... There has never been a mediocre wizard who has served as the headmaster for so many years; after all, Hogwarts Gewarts never makes mistakes... Maybe Jon Hart's extremely young age is also within the scope of Hogwarts' consideration..."

Unlike his attitude towards Phineas Black, Professor McGonagall still has a lot of respect for Principal Dai Lisi Dewente...

"Maybe I'm short-sighted." She sighed, "You make your choice, Mr. Hart...Since Hogwarts has chosen you, it means that your future destiny will also be bound to it... "

"I will choose Hogwarts too!" Jon nodded without any hesitation.

Facing Jon's decisive attitude, many portraits of male and female principals on the wall all cast approving eyes.

"That's good." Professor McGonagall also nodded: "Mr. Hart... From today, you become the master of the entire Hogwarts castle and the surrounding area, and you will have full authority over this school... At the same time, you will also undertake the obligation to guard it and lead it to move on until your life comes to an end...Are you willing to do this?"

"Of course, I would!" Jon nodded with a serious face.

"I will inform Pomona and Felius... and Horace and Severus, God knows where they went!" Professor McGonagall seemed to shake his head helplessly: "Then I will Farewell, Principal Hart!"

After all, she strode out of the principal's office and down the spiral staircase.

"And... I will make this public at Professor Dumbledore's funeral later!" Then, Professor McGonagall's voice came from downstairs: "It will be another big news... ..."

In the principal's office, Jon was the only one left.

"It seems that Minerva doesn't trust you at all, Jon!" Phineas Black gloated after Professor McGonagall left: "After all, you are the youngest Hogwarts ever A principal...should also be the weakest principal...the future will most likely be the one with the least support!"

Jon smiled casually.

To be honest, Professor McGonagall's attitude didn't surprise him... No matter what he said to her now, it wouldn't make any sense.

But after all, he has already made a promise to Albus Dumbledore. Now, no matter how much resistance he receives, he must protect Hogwarts and this castle.

...

Striding down the spiral staircase, Jon walked towards the auditorium again.

After all, he hasn't finished his salmon yet.