A flash of golden light flashed, and as Fawkes left, Headmaster Jon-Hart turned, picked up a piece of silverware on the table, and stroked it—

Then, Jon's face began to look a little strange...... A more accurate description seems to be somewhat awkward.

"What's wrong?" Hermione Granger also felt that the atmosphere in the entire headmaster's office was suddenly not quite right.

The surroundings began to be silent for a moment, showing an eerie silence.

The male and female principals on the wall, who had been asleep with their heads tilted, turned their heads to each other...... The movement was small and subtle, but it was enough for her to notice.

"Ahem......" Jon faked a few coughs, and the expression on his face changed subtly.

"Miss Granger......" he said with a serious face, "On behalf of Hogwarts and the Order of the Phoenix, thank you for your help in this matter......"

"It's nothing ......" Hermione's serious expression made Hermione even more confused, and she had to respond softly: "But Rita Skeeter is a very ......"

Before Hermione could finish speaking, Jon interrupted her with some eagerness, "But I'm sorry, I have some things to attend to later, so if nothing else—"

This brutal eviction order made Hermione even more confused.

She had to forget the reminder that had not been spoken just now, and nodded solemnly: "Okay, then I won't bother......"

"Goodbye!" The other party obviously did not have any intention of retaining, and nodded without hesitation.

Confused, Miss Hermione Granger turned and walked out...... But when she opened the oak door of the principal's office and saw the person standing behind the door, she suddenly understood something.

"Hello, Miss Granger!" Astoria Greengrass's face did not waver, and she greeted her calmly.

Hermione couldn't help biting her lower lip, she opened her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound.

In the end, she nodded slightly, and then walked down the spiral staircase as if to escape.

"Be careful, Miss Granger. Greengrass's voice came from behind her, and she "kindly" reminded: "Don't go too fast and fall down the steps." ”

Hearing that voice, Hermione felt even more like she had knocked over the five-flavor bottle in the bottom of her heart......

Not at all!

......

"Good afternoon...... Jon said as he quickly stood up from his seat and looked at the girl pushing the door in.

"Good afternoon, Dear Mr. Chancellor. Astoria blinked, and said softly in a strange tone, "You look busy...... yes, I'm sorry to bother you......"

"I ......," Jon said, a little embarrassed, "I don't know...... When are you going back to school...... Didn't even tell me in advance. ”

"So you accidentally disturbed your two-person world?" Astoria smiled and circled Jon as she continued to say in that strange tone:

"I'm sorry for the trouble...... So on my next visit, should I use an owl to send you a letter in advance, Mr. Headmaster?"

Jon stood there at a loss, not knowing what to say, so he spread his hands innocently.

On the walls, the portraits of the male and female principals let out bursts of laughter.

"No kidding, girl...... Look at what our poor headmaster has been tossed into by you!"

"I can swear...... They just held hands and didn't do anything else. ”

"Are you deliberately stirring things up, Phineas...... What are you going to swear ...... to"

"I'm the only surviving heir of the Black family...... Well...... His reputation ......"

I heard that those male and female principals who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic were all kinds of coaxing over there...... Jon had no choice but to continue to look at Astoria with an innocent expression.

Astoria suddenly snorted and laughed.

She took Jon's hand, put it in his ear, and whispered, "It was all a joke!"

Then she kissed Jon on the cheek.

"I'm just going through her...... Rita Skeeter was hired as a special correspondent for the Order of the Phoenix......" Jon explained at this time, "She can be said to be Rita Skeeter's nemesis......"

At the same time, he kissed the other cheek back.

"I don't like her!" Astoria's face, which had just been grinning, suddenly turned serious.

"Huh?" Jon was unprepared, stunned.

"I hate her...... Hermione Granger...... I don't know why, I hate her very, very much!" Astoria continued in seriousness.

"......" Jon hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

"Of course!" Astoria's stiff face quickly melted into a smile again, "It has nothing to do with you, Jon...... You're the headmaster after all......"

......

Fortunately, such a dangerous topic did not last long. Astoria Greengrass didn't want to talk too much about the other girl.

The two began to talk about something more pleasant—

"My sister and I are at school at noon......" She sat down face-to-face with Jon, who poured her a cup of tea...... To be precise, it was the house-elf who made a cup of good black tea and sent it over.

Astoria continued, "After lunch, I'll be on your side...... At first, I wondered if the new password would open the door for me......

“...... Selwyn asked me about you at noon, and she seemed to know that you were the one who helped to release my mother from Azkaban bail...... She should also be concerned about this, after all, her father was sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban two weeks ago...... But I told him that even you can't do anything about it......"

“...... I've heard that Professor Slughorn has returned to school, and he's now the Head of Slytherin, isn't he...... Of course, I'm not saying that Professor Setima-Victor is bad, but I haven't taken her class after all......"

The two of them chatted like this, word by word.

"How's your mother doing?" Jon asked casually.

“...... It's not bad, although I can't leave the manor for the time being, but I've been in a good mood...... Throughout the Easter holiday, she has been guiding us in our homework, and my sister is not as good as me in many aspects......"

"By the way, she asked me to bring this thing to you......" Astoria seemed to remember something: "Honestly, I don't know what is in here?"

As she spoke, she pulled out a small glass bottle from her pocket.