With Professor Minerva McGonagall gone, Albus Dumbledore let out a long sigh!

"There is no danger...... It's good that I didn't show my stuff......" Sitting behind his desk, he muttered to himself.

Minerva McGonagall is arguably the person in the world who knows Albus Dumbledore best—in a sense, she knows Dumbledore better than Dumbledore's own brother Aberforth.

The two have been partners for decades in their positions as president and vice president alone, not to mention the decades-long relationship between colleagues and teachers and students that they have had before...... It can be said that Professor McGonagall knows every detail of Dumbledore's daily life.

Fortunately, today's first hurdle has passed smoothly......

But you still can't be careless, after all, the next few days are still long. And the news that Albus Dumbledore has left England must be kept strictly secret...... Wait until the right time to make it public.

He glanced at the portrait wall covered with portraits of the former Headmasters of Hogwarts, and asked softly, "Guys, can you tell me in detail about some of Professor Dumbledore's behavior?"

"Of course......"

“...... Albus has a very sweet tooth......"

“...... And when he speaks, he is used to pushing his half-moon glasses......"

On the portrait wall, the male and female principals began to chatter.

......

Jon spent the entire morning asking about the "details" of Albus Dumbledore like the portraits.

When the clock pointed to twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and his stomach made a "growling" sound, Jon suddenly realized something-

He's hungry!

Yes, he has barely eaten anything since last night.

Jon was thinking about whether or not to head to the Great Hall for lunch...... After all, if you go to the auditorium, you will definitely meet many professors, in case something goes wrong and arouses their suspicion!

And according to Jon's memories in previous years, he often encountered situations where he could not see Headmaster Dumbledore in the school bench during mealtime, which proved that as the headmaster of Hogwarts, he must have the privilege of not eating in the Great Hall.

But how can you ask the house-elves to bring food to the headmaster's office?

Jon looked around the Headmaster's office, and finally his eyes lingered on a pile of silverware on a long table behind him.

They are all extremely finely crafted silver statues, and they are carved with different figures...... For example, there is a piebald cat, a mermaid, a mouse......

Eventually, Jon picked up a silver statue in the shape of a house elf.

"Just take your wand and touch it!" Phineas Black's lazy voice came from one side.

Jon nodded, first pulling out his own bamboo wand, and after a moment's hesitation, replacing it with the elderberry wand that belonged to Dumbledore.

Gently tapped the silverware in the shape of a house-elf—

Outcome...... Nothing happened.

Not as Jon had imagined, a couple of house-elf apparitions appeared to the headmaster's office and asked him what he wanted.

Just when Jon was a little skeptical that Phineas had deceived him, something strange happened—

On the other side of the long table full of silverware, plates of fine food appeared out of thin air!

Roast beef, sausages, roasted sweet potatoes, carrots...... It smells good.

But it's more about desserts and puddings – chunks of ice cream in all flavours, apple pies, honey candy pies, chocolate lobs, jam fritters, strawberries, coffee galls, rice puddings......

It was a large long table, almost filled with the same food.

"Isn't that a good treat for the Headmaster of Hogwarts!" Jon muttered to himself, as he began to feast.

But I'll have to take the time to hint at the house-elves and tell them that Albus Dumbledore should taste it, and that they don't need to prepare so many desserts in the future...... He thought to himself.

"Hmph!" Phineas said dismissively behind him, "That's not bad, when I was headmaster, there were at least twice as many meals...... Later, Armando and Albus kept cutting until they became only so many ......"

Jon ignored Phineas and deliberately made his chewing sound louder.

The angry Phineas snorted coldly and ran away.

......

After this hearty lunch, Jon tapped the house-elf's silverware with his Elder Wand, following the old headmaster's prompts.

Plates, food, and a small amount of wreckage were all gone in an instant...... Even the tables were clean, as if the food had been an illusion.

"She's coming......" Principal Dexter Fosco appears on the portrait wall again: "Jon, you need to prepare ......"

"Oh, who?"

"Hermione Granger of Gryffindor, do you tell her to come to you at noon from time to time?" said Dexter Fusco, panting.

"Didn't we make an appointment at one o'clock in the afternoon, and it's only twelve or three o'clock!"

Jon hurried again and took a sip of the Polyjuice potion from the teapot (with Albus Dumbledore's hair.) ）

But Hermione Granger didn't break in as Jon thought......

"That girl has been waiting outside...... "Dexter Fosco made another run, and then came back to report, his tone a little more appreciative: "Quite a polite little girl!"

Until the clock hand points in the direction of "1" -

"Syrup cake!"

I heard a crisp sound from outside the door, followed by the sound of a spiral staircase rising.

......

Hermione Granger cautiously stepped into the principal's office, a look of trepidation on her face.

She was intrigued by a lot of things in the office, but she tried to keep her eyes on the desk in front of her.

After all, for a Muggle-born girl, it was the first time in her life that she had set foot in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

"Good afternoon, Professor Dumbledore......" she said nervously.

"Good afternoon, Miss Granger!" Albus Dumbledore smiled gently, "Sorry to disturb your lunch break!"

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......" Hermione smiled, but her nervous tone eased quickly.

"Sit down!" Dumbledore gestured to the seat in front of his office.

At the same time, he didn't sell anything, but directly took out a silver-gray and silky cloak and put it in front of the other party.

"It's ......," Hermione couldn't help but be stunned.

"That's right, this is Mr. Potter's invisibility cloak!" Dumbledore said calmly, "Mr. Filch found it in front of Gryffindor's common room this morning, and I think you should tell Mr. Potter not to litter such an important thing when you take it back." ”

"Okay, I understand!" Hermione nodded quickly, and she quickly and carefully picked up the invisibility cloak.

"But......" Hermione's face suddenly hesitated for a moment, and she asked softly, "Why didn't you let Harry come and take it himself?"

"Because Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore know each other too well and get along too many times, if he comes directly, there is a chance that he will recognize that I am actually a 'Sibe', and you and Albus Dumbledore have little contact, so it's easier to deceive......" Jon thought to himself.

But of course he wouldn't say that, but said in a serious manner:

"What's the difference, Miss Granger...... It doesn't make much difference if you give it to Mr. Porter or have Mr. Porter come and get it himself, right......"

Dumbledore smiled and pushed his half-moon glasses, "If I really have any intentions, it's that I want you to remind him that it's not a good habit to lose everything...... Sometimes, as a reminder from a friend, it will be more effective than an old man's teaching!"

Hermione nodded thoughtfully.

"Then I'll take my leave, Professor Dumbledore......" she stood up and bowed deeply to Albus-Dumbledore.

She turned to leave, but before she could reach the door, she turned back again—

Professor Dumbledore...... Harry told me this morning that he had seen Jon Hart covered in blood at the door of the Gryffindor common room in the morning......" she stammered a little, "He thought it was just a nightmare because he thought Jon was dead...... But...... But I know that Jon isn't actually dead...... So, did he take the opportunity to steal ...... No, I took the cloak ......"

It all made her guess the truth...... Jon thought to himself, it looked like he had to mislead her.

"Of course not......" Albus Dumbledore shook his head, "The invisibility cloak was given to me by Mr. Filch, although I don't know what happened before Mr. Filch got it...... But I can guarantee that Jon Hart will certainly not be at Hogwarts right now......

"Not at Hogwarts...... Could it be ......" Hermione's face changed suddenly, and she shouted in some panic, "Professor Dumbledore...... Could it be that Jon is now your undercover agent within the Death Eaters...... Wouldn't he be dangerous?"

On the portrait wall, Phineas Black couldn't help but cover her mouth to prevent herself from laughing.

The corners of the other principals' mouths twitched slightly.

Fortunately, Hermione Granger's eyes were always focused on the principal, and she didn't notice anything strange around her.

Albus Dumbledore's face didn't fluctuate, and he said calmly, "That's not what you should be concerned about, is it, Miss Granger?"

"I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore......" Hermione quickly apologized, "Then I'm quitting!"

With that, she bowed her head and left the principal's office.