The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Oh, Merlin's beard!" Galadia Meles seemed taken aback, "Is there no Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who can serve for more than a year... Such a terrible curse..."

Touching her heart, the old lady said, "I've heard such rumors before... I always thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true... How did you do it, that boy... Tom - Riddle..."

"Riddle is just his former name." Jon replied calmly: "In fact, he hated this name from his father, so after graduation, he named Tom Marvolo Riddle Riddle was rearranged to become a new name - I am Lord Voldemort."

Hearing what Jon said and hearing Voldemort's name with his own ears, the old lady's mood became a little calmer.

"So he is Tom, no wonder..." She could only hear herself saying to herself: "It seems that I have retired for too long and ignored the world for too long..."

While thinking about it, Professor Mellors said: "...I heard that he has escaped and is no longer in England. Is that so... So you want me to help you lift this curse?"

"Yes." Jon Hart said frankly: "Over the years, this curse has brought too much trouble to Hogwarts."

"Honestly, this might be a bit difficult." The old lady looked a little embarrassed: "Albus is obviously better than me in terms of black magic... But for so many years, he seems to have no way to deal with this curse; so I might not be able to achieve anything."

"In theory it is like this." Jon said: "But now, Voldemort, who cast this curse, is falling into an unprecedented weakness, so I personally feel that now is actually the best opportunity.

"Is that so... I will try my best to find a way." Professor Galadia-Meles nodded thoughtfully.

"Then thank you very much, Professor Mellors." Jon said hastily.

"This is what I should do." A sly smile appeared on the old lady's face, she looked Jon up and down carefully, and said slowly:

"It's you, Principal Hart... At your current age, taking over the legacy left by Albus Dumbledore is indeed quite a challenge!"

"I am also very aware of this, so I will do my best." Jon nodded calmly.

"Good luck, Principal Hart!"

"I also wish you a happy stay at Hogwarts, Professor Mellors."

...

Surrounded by fields and clusters of trees, a small building can be vaguely seen.

It seemed to have been a stone fortress before, to which rooms had been added, reaching the height of several stories; crooked, as if man had forced it together by magic. There are four or five chimneys on the roof of the red house, and there is a sign obliquely inserted in front of the house, which seems to say two words——

"The Burrow."

Jon Hart, who had already caught Fawkes and arrived in the village of Ottery-St. Catchpole in Devonshire by Apparation, stopped and took a closer look at the small building.

There are some high-top leather boots thrown by the gate, and there is a rusty cauldron, and a few fat brown chickens are pecking in the yard... There should be no wrong way.

After confirming that his destination was correct, Jon walked across the field, came to the small building, and knocked lightly on the door.

After meeting with Professor Galadia Mellors and coordinating her accommodation (Professor Mellorth's former office is now lived in by Slughorn), Jon started working non-stop. Feel this way.

He did not forget the agreement made between Auror and Kingsley-Shacklebolt this morning, he would come here to have a formal meeting with the core members of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Who is it?" Mrs. Molly Weasley's voice came from inside the room.

Since 12 Grimmauld Place was attacked by "Grindelwald disciples" a few months ago, "The Burrow" has become the temporary headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, and all meetings, large and small, have to be held here.

Although it is a bit crowded, it is indeed a very safe place.

"It's me, ma'am." Jon said gently, "I'm Jon Hart."

It took almost half a minute for Mrs. Weasley to realize who the voice belonged to.

"Hart...Principal, please come in!" She stammered and said, "They are already here, Alastor and Remus are waiting for you."

"It's not as polite as this, ma'am...you can just call me Jon from now on." Jon relaxed towards Mrs. Weasley, and then walked into the slightly crowded living room.

...

From the outside, the Burrow seems to be relatively crowded... But the conditions inside are relatively spacious.

The core members of the Order of the Phoenix sat on both sides of the long table in turn—after Jon Hart came in, almost all eyes were on him.

Alastor Moody's huge magic eye glared at Jon; Kingsley Shacklebolt lowered his head, lost in thought; Looking at Jon with a trusting expression...

Most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix were present (except for the few professors at Hogwarts), including the notorious Montoncus Fletcher, and the young Harry Potter.

"Good afternoon!" Jon said indifferently, glancing at the serious-looking wizards and wizards.

"Good afternoon..." There was a burst of scattered responses, and it seemed that everyone was not in the mood.

"Any new news recently?" Jon asked casually.

"There is news about Voldemort!" Remus Lupine was the first to speak. He is also one of the few wizards in the Order of the Phoenix who has a good relationship with Jon: "Someone found his whereabouts in Albania. ..."

Jon patiently listened to Lupine's introduction, and then thoughtfully said: "There is no doubt that we will not be able to catch Voldemort in the Black Forest of Albania...but as long as he is still alive, one day he will return to Britain again ...so we just have to wait, and that's it..."

"Is there any new news?" Jon continued to ask.

Arthur Weasley and Sirius Black looked at each other.

Finally Sirius Black spoke softly: "There is one thing we are all very concerned about...that is, what should the Order of the Phoenix do from now on, Mr. Hart?"