"Oh, Merlin's beard!" Galadia Meleth seemed taken aback, "There isn't a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor who can serve for more than a year...... Such a terrible curse ......"

The old lady touched her heart and said, "I've heard such rumors before...... I always thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true...... How the hell did you do that, boy...... Tom Riddle ......"

"Riddle is just his name. Jon replied calmly, "In fact, he hated the name from his father, so after graduating, he rearranged the letters in the name Tom Marvolo Riddle and changed it to a new name, I am Lord Voldemort." ”

Hearing Jon say this and hearing the name Voldemort with his own ears, the old lady's mood calmed down a little.

"He's Tom, no wonder......" I heard her say to herself, "It seems that I have been retired for too long and have ignored the world for too long......"

Professor Meles pondered as he said, "...... I've heard he's run away and is no longer in England, right...... So you're hoping for my help in lifting the curse?"

"Yes. Jon Hart said frankly, "This curse has caused too much trouble for Hogwarts over the years. ”

"To be honest, this one can be a bit difficult. The old lady looked a little embarrassed: "Albus is clearly better than me when it comes to dark arts...... But over the years, he didn't seem to be able to do anything about it, so I wasn't sure I could achieve anything. ”

"That's the way it is. Jon spoke, "But right now, Voldemort, who laid this curse, is in a state of unprecedented weakness, so I personally feel that now is actually the best chance."

"Is that so...... I'll try to figure it out. Professor Galadia-Meleth nodded thoughtfully.

"Thank you so much, Professor Meleth. Jon said quickly.

"That's what I'm supposed to do. The old lady had a sly smile on her face, and she looked Jon up and down carefully, and said slowly:

"You, Headmaster Hart...... At your age, taking over Albus Dumbledore's legacy is quite a challenge!"

"I'm well aware of that, so I'll do my best. Jon nodded calmly.

"Good luck, Headmaster Hart!"

"Have a nice time at Hogwarts, Professor Melles. ”

......

Surrounded by fields and clusters of trees, a small building can be faintly seen.

It used to be a stone bunker, but then rooms were added to it, up to the height of several stories, and the workmanship was crooked, as if it had been built by magic. There were four or five chimneys on the roof of the red house, and a sign diagonally inserted in front of the house seemed to have two words written on it—

"Burrow. ”

Jon Hart, who had already caught Fox and Apparition and had arrived in the village of Ottrie St. Carthippol in Devon, stopped and took a closer look at the small building.

There were some high-top leather boots thrown by the gate, and a rusty crucible, and a few fat brown chickens pecked at them in the yard...... There should be no wrong path.

After making sure he was on the right track, Jon walked across the field to the small building and knocked on the door.

After meeting with Professor Galadia Meleth, and arranging her accommodation (Professor Meleth's former office is now occupied by Slughorn), Jon feels like he's here.

He hadn't forgotten the agreement he had made this morning between the Aurors and Kingsley Shackle, that he would come here for a formal meeting with the core members of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Who!" said Mrs. Jasmine Weasley's voice from inside the room.

Since the attack on 12 Grimmauld Place a few months ago by the Grindelwald Faithful, the Burrow has become the temporary headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, where all meetings, large and small, take place.

It's a bit crowded, but it's a safe place.

"It's me, ma'am. Jon said gently, "I'm Jon Hart. ”

It took almost half a minute for Weasley to realize who the voice was coming from.

Hart...... Headmaster, please come in!" she stammered, "They're all here, Alastor and Remus, they're all waiting for you." ”

"It's not more polite, ma'am...... In the future, you can just call me Jon. Jon relaxed towards Mrs. Weasley, and walked into the slightly cramped living room.

......

From the outside, the Burrow seems to be crowded...... But the conditions inside are relatively spacious.

The core members of the Order of the Phoenix sat on either side of the long table in turn—and when Jon Hart came in, almost all eyes were on him.

Alastor Moody's huge magic eye glared at Jon, Kingsley Shackle's head bowed, lost in thought, and Cialis Black looked at Jon with a distrustful expression......

Most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix were present (except for the few professors at Hogwarts), including the infamous Montonx Fletch and the young Harry Potter who had just joined the Order of the Phoenix a few months earlier.

"Good afternoon!" Jon said nonchalantly, glancing at the stern-looking wizards and wizards.

"Good afternoon......" There was a somewhat sporadic response, and everyone seemed to have no energy.

"What's new lately?" Jon asked casually.

"There's news about Voldemort!" was the first to speak was Remus Lupin, one of the few wizards in the Order of the Phoenix who had a good relationship with Jon: "Someone has spotted his whereabouts in Albania......"

Jon patiently listened to Lupin's introduction, and then said thoughtfully, "There is no doubt that we will not be able to catch Voldemort in the Black Forest of Albania...... But as long as he is alive, one day he will return to Britain again...... So we just have to wait, and that's it......"

"Anything new?" Jon continued.

Arthur Weasley and Cialis Black looked at each other.

Finally, Cialis Black whispered, "There's one thing we all care about...... That is, from now on, where is the Order of the Phoenix going, Mr. Hart?"