There was an entire wall, so the headmistresses and principals in the portraits were staring at Jon with their eyes open and intent.

"I've never been a gifted wizard...... Jon said slowly, "Maybe I've got a little bit of a talent for herbs and potions, and since they don't require a stupid wand swing, many people don't think they're magic. ”

"Only the stupidest people would think so!" muttered the gray-haired Headmaster Armando Duppet.

"Perhaps! I'm pretty good at some of the spells and magic that my brain has to do with memory. Jon continued, "Of course, that's all...... For the rest, whether it's Charms, Transfiguration, or Defense Against the Dark Arts, my talent can only be called average......"

He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Even the Sorting Hat tried to separate me into three houses, Hufflepuffs, Gryffindors, and Slytherins, but it didn't think about Ravenclaw. ”

As he spoke, Jon glanced at the old, patched, and dirty peaked wizard's hat in the corner of Dumbledore's desk.

"I think you're a good fit for Ravenclaw!" said Headmaster Chris Evra, a Hogwarts Headmaster from Ravenclaw, softly, "and I've always found our Sorting Rules a bit arbitrary. ”

"Maybe it's a bit arbitrary. Jon nodded, "But at least it says something, I've known it years ago. ”

"What's the matter?" asked Headmaster Phineas Black, with some curiosity.

Chris Evra on the side quickly glared at him.

"Nothing. Jon smiled and shook his head at Principal Evra, and continued, "I've never been a magical genius when it comes to true spells...... I'm not a protagonist, I can't use a spell with a glance like some wizards, I can't learn the most complex transfiguration like Animagus in half a month, or I can master most of the most esoteric magic in my first year......"

Looking at the headmaster's somewhat confused eyes, Jon explained, "Of course, I'm not a mediocre talent, at least except for the first half of my first year, I didn't encounter too many obstacles when learning spells, but I was far from being a real genius...... Professor Dumbledore, Tom Riddle, and, of course, you!"

"That's nature!" Phineas Black nodded in satisfaction, "Compared to us and Albus, of course your talent is far behind!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Principal Black covered his head in pain and let out an "oops" sound.

Several headmasters appeared on his portrait, and one gave him a head to scratch.

......

There was a brief silence in the principal's office.

"I remember you've always been at the top of your grades, almost all of your classes?" said Principal Oliver Cromwell, his voice a little more concerned this time than cold.

"It's just because I'm working harder than my classmates. Jon smiled, "And my memory is pretty good. ”

"Don't be so presumptuous!" the red-nosed Principal Dexter Fosco shook his head, "Remember, this time last year, you were the champion of the Triwizard Tournament!"

Jon began to count on his fingers, "For the first event of the Triwizard Tournament, I used the Devil's Net and the Devil Vine, for the second item, I used the gill sac grass and the eggs of the Fire Grey Snake, and for the third item, I used the Compound Potion and the Truth Elixir, with the help of Fawkes......"

Headmaster Fosco sighed softly, Headmaster Dippert coughed a few times, and Headmaster Black lowered his head in shame.

"You can use these things...... "Principal Oliver Cromwell said slowly, "these are also your strengths." ”

"That's right!" To everyone's surprise, a big smile appeared on Jon Hart's face.

There was a bit of pride in his tone: "Because this is my philosophy of magic!"

......

The headmasters stared wide-eyed, not quite understanding what Jon meant.

"I just said it...... The biggest difference between wizards and magical beasts is that wizards are able to use tools. Jon replied calmly, "Tools are not only wands, potions, herbs, magical beasts can be our tools, and of course many Muggle things. ”

“...... The true strength of a wizard lies not in magic, but in intelligence. Jon's voice was full of confidence: "When you encounter any problem, you first think of solving it with a spell, which is a sign of cowardice...... I've always thought that this kind of person is nothing more than a barbarian who can do magic. ”

"Use every tool we have at our disposal, use our brains, and solve unsolvable problems...... Rather than relying solely on magic or brute force, this is a truly good wizard!"

Jon sat down on the floor and took a sip of pumpkin juice, "Of course, that's my understanding!"

Headmaster Cromwell was the first to applaud, followed by Phineas Black, and finally all the male and female principals in the portrait began to applaud vigorously.

The entire principal's office was covered with applause.

......

An hour later, Jon Hart had slipped into a sleeping bag and was snoring slightly.

On the portrait wall, there are still whispers from time to time, and they seem to be discussing something.

"I haven't been able to understand since three years ago when Albus told us that Hogwarts had chosen an eleven-year-old......" Headmistress Oliver Cromwell sighed softly, "and today, I finally got it"

Sure enough, Hogwarts never made a mistake. Brian Geigveld, the oldest headmaster in the portrait, nodded thoughtfully.

"And what about that?" Phineas Black asked in a whisper, "Should we tell him?"

"That's about Albus's privacy, and since he's the principal, we haven't violated his rights. Principal Cromwell shook his head coldly.

"Okay......" Headmaster Black sighed, "In terms of time, it won't be long before Albus tells him everything......"

......

The ears heard these soft conversations, and the boy in the sleeping bag suddenly twitched at the corners of his mouth.

However, he did not move, and continued to snore slightly.

In this world, it's not just portraits that can pretend to be asleep.