The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Jon Hart just quietly half-lyed on that piece of marble, looking up...

For some reason, the bright moon in the sky looks extraordinarily bright at this time, and the chirping of cicadas in midsummer makes people feel so pleasant, even the originally dry air can smell a sweet smell.

"Pfft!" After staying like this for a while, he suddenly couldn't help laughing. At the same time, in his mind, he recalled Astoria's shy and cute appearance just now.

Is this what happiness feels like?

After being stunned for a long time, Jon raised his right arm and looked at his watch. There were only ten minutes left.

From the UK to Greece, the safest form of travel for such longer distances is a Portkey.

However, the risk of temporarily making such a long-distance travel portkey is relatively high; therefore, it is necessary to apply for a reservation in advance to the Transportation Department of the Ministry of Magic, and then the staff of the Transportation Department will make unified arrangements...

Of course, this kind of unified arrangement of the port key will take effect at a fixed time; the staff of the Transportation Department will set the departure time on the port key and release it to the wizard who applied; if you miss the departure time of the port key , making it teleport to Greece by itself, then you have to go to the Transportation Department of the Ministry of Magic to reapply for a new Portkey.

Jon jumped off the marble and started back the way he had come.

Along the bluestone path, through the garden that he passed by before; just as he climbed down the previous trap door along the silver ladder, Astoria was rushing over.

There were still some drops of water on her face, but it could be seen that the blush had dissipated a lot; but when she bumped into Jon head-on, she still turned her head a little shyly.

"There are still ten minutes, and we are about to leave." Jon jumped off the silver ladder and reminded softly.

Astoria just nodded absent-mindedly, and suddenly she pulled Rajon's clothes, and asked seriously: "Jon, are what you just said true?"

"Of course." Jon replied without thinking, "It's absolutely true."

"Then you...then did you say the same thing to other girls...so...that's why you speak so proficiently in front of me?"

Astoria continued to ask hesitantly.

"How could it be... I just expressed my truest emotions and thoughts in the simplest words..." Jon explained with a smile: "I have never been in love with you except in front of you." How can you talk!"

"Really?" Astoria looked into Jon's eyes.

"It's true!"

"Then I'll trust you for the time being!" Astoria blinked, trying to hide the smile on her face.

Jon looked down at his watch again.

"There are still seven minutes...the Portkey will leave!" He reminded softly.

"Ah!" Astoria whispered as if waking up from a dream: "The time is coming, I have to see how my sister's preparations are going, Jon, you go to the restaurant and wait for me..."

"...No, no, you stay here now, and wait for me at the restaurant in two minutes..." She quickly added.

...

A few minutes later, in the dining room of Greengrass Manor——

"Astoria, why do I feel that you suddenly look a little weird?" Daphne Greengrass had already carried a big bulging backpack on her back, and she looked at her sister curiously.

"I...it's fine...my sister is blinded by you..." Astoria turned her back and pretended to bend down to pick up something.

"Are you all ready, we are going to go." Jon was walking in from the door at this time.

"Well, we are all ready." Daphne nodded calmly.

"That's good!" Jon said as he took out a somewhat worn-out alarm clock from his pocket.

There are many rust spots on the shell of the alarm clock. The hour and minute hands are stuck together, and the second hand seems to be broken in two. This kind of broken thing, even if it is thrown on the street on weekdays, no Muggle will pick it up.

"All you have to do is touch the Portkey, that's all, stick out a finger—" Jon ordered softly.

He put the alarm clock on the dining table, and at the same time gently pressed the index finger of his left hand on it.

The Greengrass sisters were undoubtedly familiar with this way of travel, and they didn't need Jon's words to remind them... Their two fingers were pressed on both sides of the alarm clock.

Jon glanced at his watch again—

"Ready... last minute... thirty seconds... three... two... one..."

After counting down to the word "one", suddenly there was an invisible force behind him with an irresistible momentum and suddenly moved forward. He felt that his feet were off the ground and flew up.

He could feel Astoria and Daphne on either side of him, their shoulders bumping into his every now and then.

The index finger was tightly stuck to the alarm clock, as if the alarm clock had a strong magnetic force, pulling him all the way.

They flew forward like a gust of wind, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

The taste of this kind of travel is very uncomfortable, and it will cause a strong sense of oppression to the stomach at any time; and because the journey is relatively far away, it will take a little time to travel...

About three to five minutes have passed, and of course it may have passed half a year.

The trip is over—

Jon's feet hit the ground hard, barely keeping his balance.

It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see anything.

"Are you all right?" Astoria asked loudly, judging from the direction of her voice, she was two or three yards directly in front of Jon.

"Oops..." and Daphne staggered and fell on top of him.

Jon quickly reached out and held her.

At the same time, at this moment, he seemed to knock someone down from behind.

Certainly not her two traveling companions, because Astoria had already landed safely in front of him, and Daphne was being supported by him.

"Who is it..." A familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.

There was a bit of panic and panic in that voice.

"Lumos!" Daphne Greengrass raised her wand in the direction of the voice after gaining a foothold.

A ray of light flashed, and a familiar face was exposed in front of them.

"Harry Potter?" Daphne exclaimed in surprise.

That's right, the guy who just blocked Jon's back was Harry Potter.

Around, it seemed that he was the only one.

"Harry?" Jon asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

At the same time, he looked around and couldn't help frowning: "Also... where is this?"