The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Whenever she was with Jon, Astoria felt much lighter all over her body.

She looked around and took another look at this spacious and beautiful circular room, where all kinds of interesting gadgets can be seen everywhere.

The walls are covered with portraits of the male and female old principals of the past. They are all snoring softly in their respective photo frames, and it is not known whether they are really asleep or pretending to be asleep. On a slender-legged table on the left side of the room, there are many strange silverware that seem to have various uses.

At this time, Jon Hart was tying the recruitment letter he had just written to an owl's calf and flying it out of the window.

"I guess you haven't had lunch yet?" he asked softly, turning around.

"Of course not yet, do you want us to go to the auditorium together!" Astoria said with some enthusiasm, but soon, her face changed: "Forget it, I don't want it..."

"If we're just hungry, we don't need to go to the auditorium for the time being." Jon said calmly.

At the same time he went to the spindly-legged table, and picked up from it a silver, house-elf-like figurine; and tapped it lightly.

Almost instantly, stacks of exquisite food began to appear on the other side of the table with slender legs.

Roast beef, sausages, carrot soup... the food that should be in the auditorium is basically available here, and there are even some exquisite puddings that Astoria has never seen in the auditorium.

Jon made a gesture of invitation: "If you're hungry, let's pay attention to lunch here!"

"Wow!" Astoria blinked and exclaimed, "So convenient!"

"Headmaster...it's a bit of a privilege after all, isn't it?" Jon shrugged.

Then he sat down at the side of the slender-legged table and picked up a baked potato at the same time.

...

Twenty minutes later, as both of them had their stomachs full, all the leftovers on the table disappeared.

"Here!" Jon handed a cup of pumpkin juice to Astoria, and his eyes were also attracted by a portrait on the wall.

"The March class of the Wizarding Examinations Administration will leave after lunch!" The old headmaster on the portrait reported to Jon Hart feebly: "After all, the O.W.Ls and N.E.W.Ts exams are over. .”

"Please inform Professor McGonagall and ask her to send off the professors from the Wizarding Examination Authority. They have also worked hard during this time." Jon replied calmly.

"Okay, I'll contact Mag right now." The wizard on the portrait quickly disappeared.

Astoria's face was slightly flustered: "I... did I disturb your work... Jon?"

"It's okay." Jon spread his hands to her and said with a smile, "I can still spare this time."

"I'm so sorry..." Astoria gave Jon an apologetic look.

Jon stood up, put on the robe behind the chair, and glanced out the window. After he seemed to be silent for a while, he took the initiative to speak:

"Actually... I do have something to look for you!" Jon said calmly.

"Huh?" Astoria looked up in surprise and looked at Jon.

"It's about your mother..." Jon's face became more and more serious.

"Is it the mother's memory?" Astoria asked tentatively.

"That's right!" Jon nodded.

...

The room suddenly became silent, Astoria Greengrass looked a little nervous, and Jon Hart had a serious expression on his face.

The portraits of the male and female principals on the wall suddenly fell silent, and even the usual snoring stopped.

The entire principal's office fell into a dead silence.

"Your mother has a very tragic past..." Jon's voice was a little low: "She grew up in a cursed family, and she was burdened with a cruel fate since she was a child... Maybe your grandfather and grandmother They are excellent wizards, but they are not qualified parents at all..."

"So...Aunt Alice..." Astoria's voice trembled slightly: "Could it be...she..."

"For the cursed descendants... The Greengrass family has always had a fixed process..." Jon sighed: "Your grandfather and grandfather originally thought that the bearer of the curse was your mother, until your mother adopted it." After getting the admission letter from Hogwarts, they realized that they made a mistake..."

"Could it be...they...they'treated' Aunt Alice?" Astoria's face turned pale.

Jon hugged her gently, and nodded at the same time: "Because all of this was too cruel, I didn't let you see that scene... But this is a matter of your Greengrass family after all. Reason to know all this, especially since you're about to come of age."

"Thank you..." Tears could not stop falling from Astoria's eyes, and she threw herself into Jon's arms: "I'm sorry, Jon... I lost my temper..."

"Your mother didn't know the truth of the matter when she was a child." Jon continued to add: "It wasn't until she got older that she vaguely guessed what happened at that time; she felt more and more guilty. She always thought that she deprived you of Alice. Aunt Silk's right to live..."

"It wasn't her fault..." Astoria whimpered.

"Yeah!" Jon nodded and sighed, "But that incident has always been the most painful string in her heart... She transferred the guilt for her sister to you... That's why she is so desperate, hoping to do everything possible to lift the curse on you..."

"You have to thank your mother, Astoria... If it wasn't for her, if you followed the normal Greengrass family tradition... I'm afraid you would have been 'disposed' at a very young age... "

Astoria couldn't cry at this time, she said weakly: "I'm sorry, Jon... I'm sorry..."

"It's nothing." Jon smiled: "To be honest, I don't have any hatred for your mother... After all, she is also for you..."

"Then I... what should I do..." Astoria said confusedly.

"In a few days, after this semester is over and you return to the manor...accompany her and comfort her, she is the one who loves you the most in this world!" Jon said earnestly.

"Hmm!" Astoria nodded seriously.