The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Yes, it's very strange!" Behind Professor Marchban, a wizard wearing a strange plaid shirt and looking energetic added over there:

"I remember that Ogden made a prophecy a few months ago. He said that Dumbledore would live to be at least one hundred and fifty years old...I didn't expect his prediction to be unreliable..."

Several old men and old ladies were chatting and discussing, commenting on the "prophecy" and "Ogden", completely ignoring the principal Jon Hart standing aside.

This also made Principal Hart very embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

It was the small, hunchbacked Professor Marchban in the lead who was the first to refocus his eyes on Jon.

She looked Jon up and down, frowning as if remembering something: "Oh, Headmaster Hart... you look so young... so young that you don't even look like an adult wizard..."

The old lady pondered over there: "But I actually don't remember, what year did you take the N.E.W.Ts exam... the invigilator of the O.W.Ls exam, I have been absent twice in the past 100 years... But the N.E.W.T. I have never missed the Ts exam, and I should have some impressions of all the wizards who have participated..."

Jon couldn't help being speechless for a moment.

Fortunately, his embarrassment didn't last long. Before he could answer the question from Professor Marchban, the vice-principal, Professor Minerva McGonagall, had already arrived panting.

"Oh, Professor Marchclass!" cried Professor McGonagall.

"If I remember correctly, you are McGonagall from Fort William!" After seeing Professor McGonagall, Professor Marchban said excitedly: "It was the summer of 1953. During the N.E.W.Ts exam, I I will test your Transfiguration and Charms...you successfully transformed a vase into a tabby cat, and the pattern on that cat is the most beautiful I have ever seen..."

"It's an honor, Professor Marchban." Professor McGonagall responded with a polite smile.

At the same time, she complained helplessly in a voice that the other party could not hear: "In these years, every time you saw me, the lines you said have not changed a single word..."

The arrival of Professor McGonagall successfully solved Jon's urgent needs.

Several male and female old wizards surrounded McGonagall enthusiastically, recalling the details of the N.E.W.Ts exam back then... Jon also "smoothly" handed over the reception task to Professor McGonagall.

He escaped successfully.

...

But after a few steps, when Jon came to the corridor behind the auditorium, he bumped into the Hogwarts castle administrator, Mr. Argus Filch, who was walking towards him.

Mr. Filch was dragging a huge sack behind him. He respected the new headmaster, so he quickly stopped and bowed: "Good evening, Headmaster Hart."

"Good evening, Mr. Filch." Jon also stopped quickly and nodded. At the same time, he pointed to the big bag behind him curiously: "What's in it?"

"Some foxy dried dung... and African piss..." Filch replied with a wide grin, showing his yellow teeth.

The corner of Jon's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times...

"It was found on Ravenclaw's sixth-year student, Wodie Katasa, and Slytherin's sixth-year student, Harold Dingo..." Filch continued with a grin: "They paid a high price for it." These are sold to other students, deceiving them that these are dragon claw powder and Buffy brain refresher..."

Dragon claw powder refers to the claws of the Norwegian Ridgeback dragon, which can "lift people's spirits" after being ground into powder and eat them, making people mentally sharp for the next few hours; A potion with very precious raw materials and a very high price, it can make the user's memory be at its peak within ten hours after taking it.

There is no doubt that these potions are strictly controlled contraband during the O.W.Ls exams.

"I just took them both to my office for confinement, and they immediately admitted the true 'identity' of these things... the dried shit of the fox... and the urine of the African Nixie!" Filch Adding: "Disgusting, I'm about to throw them in the trash right now."

"Thank you, Mr. Filch." Jon smiled helplessly.

Then he also added: "Remember to stay in confinement for a longer time."

"Okay!" Hearing this, Filch suddenly looked happy.

...

This little "accident" is obviously not enough to stop the principal's pace.

Jon continued walking towards the headmaster's office.

But when he returned to the door of the principal's office, he found that the door of the office was only ajar... He immediately knew who was here.

Gently pushing the badger's head knocker open, Jon heard Astoria's voice from inside——

"Jon...I don't know if it's appropriate to come here now..." Astoria's voice sounded a bit at a loss: "But I'm sorry... I have an exam tomorrow, and I'm really nervous..."

"It's okay." Jon smiled gently: "What's inappropriate..."

"But... when I came in... I seemed to be spotted by Peeves in the corner..." Astoria said with a pale face.

"It's just Peeves." Jon still looked indifferent, but turned his head to find a portrait, and asked softly, "Mrs. Bock...Mrs. Bock..."

"What's the matter, Headmaster?" The witch in the dark green robe in the portrait opened her eyes.

"Please go to the Bloody Baron and ask him to discipline Peeves soon." Jon said softly.

"Okay, I understand." The witch in the portrait nodded, and then disappeared quickly.

Astoria's pale face seemed to have recovered a little.

"By the way..." Jon recalled the previous "encounter" in the corridor, and quickly asked, "Didn't you buy anything recently...Dragon Claw Powder...or Buffy Brain Refreshing Potion..."

"I..." Astoria's face suddenly changed again: "S... Selwyn gave me a small bottle of potion this morning... She said it was the Buffy brain refresher she bought at a huge price... But I swear, I wasn't going to take it at all..."

"Don't be nervous." Looking at her expression, Jon couldn't help but smile: "When you go back, remember to throw that bottle into the trash can, it's fake..."

"Fake?" Astoria blinked.

"I think Selwyn must have bought it from Harold Dingo, and that silly girl fell for it." Jon said with a smile: "But if you want Buffy's brain refresher, I can configure it overnight now. There should be enough time."

"It's still...forget it..." Astoria shook his head hastily.

"There's no need to be nervous." Jon continued to say in a gentle tone, "I just met Professor Marchban who is in charge of the exam...she...she is a very upright witch, just try to give her a good impression ..."

...

With Jon's words of relief, Astoria's tense mood seemed to relax a lot.

"By the way, Jon." Just as the conversation between the two was coming to an end, Astoria suddenly asked, "Did she give you the last part of my mother's memory?"