"What are you kidding, Hermione?" Jon asked in a loud voice as he tried to put on a puzzled expression, recalling Ron Weasley's usual expression.

As he spoke, he walked over to Hermione.

"Stand back...... Hands up!" Hermione Granger said unceremoniously, as she took a few steps back.

"Hagrid is injured, and time is running out......" Jon said as he made a final attempt.

"Hagrid isn't hurt at all, and you're not Ron!" Hermione shouted, "Don't come here...... Hands up...... Otherwise I'm ......"

Jon had to raise his hand obediently.

Hermione looked relieved, and her wand dropped slightly...... She was very nervous just now.

"Miss Granger, I'm curious...... How did you find out?" Jon asked softly.

"If Hagrid had been injured, he might have died...... With Ron's character, he would never be so calm...... I should have thought of that when I was in the library......" Hermione smiled confidently:

"And, just now I looked at Hagrid's hut and saw smoke drifting through the chimney...... Hagrid is cooking in his own house, how can he be in the Forbidden Forest!"

"You're smart, great!" Jon nodded with some admiration.

He had chosen the time for dinner and had seen the smoke from Hagrid's hut before taking Ron to Umbridge...... At the same time, he took on the form of Ron, preparing to kidnap Hermione.

This would ensure that Hermione wouldn't be caught by the real Hagrid on the way to the Forbidden Forest......

Unexpectedly, Hermione also discovered this flaw.

"And what about you, who the hell are you?" Hermione Granger pointed her wand at Jon's chest and asked sternly, "Is the Polyjuice Potion right...... What did you do to Ron?"

"I'm afraid you'll find out in a moment......" Jon smiled wryly, raising his hands a little lower.

......

The time for the Polyjuice Potion seemed to have come, and the skin on Jon's face changed rapidly.

Hermione's eyes were fixed on him.

But at this time—

Somehow, he jumped down from a willow tree behind Hermione and jumped towards Hermione......

"Ahh

The little thing, jumped on her back and got into her clothes......

"Expelliarmus!" Hermione was stunned when a calm voice sounded from front of her.

She only felt a powerful force push her, and then the two wands in her hands came out of her hands.

The wizard she had just disarmed had picked up another wand from nowhere.

"Incarcerous!" Jon shouted as he raised his emerald wand again.

A thick rope came out of the end of the wand, trapping Hermione Granger's hands and feet.

"You...... What are you going to do?" Hermione said, a little scared.

Because the other party was striding towards him, and because the transformation effect was lifted, the skin on his face was constantly twitching and looked very hideous.

In addition, the small things that had gotten into her clothes before were also scurrying behind her back.

She struggled in pain, but the rope on her body grew tighter and tighter.

Jon grabbed Hermione's clothes and turned her around, so that her back was facing her.

"Ah......h

Because the other party lifted her clothes from behind.

......

"What are you going to do...... Let me go...... Let go ......" Hermione's screams came to an abrupt halt.

Because the other party put down her clothes again.

At the same time, the little guy who was scurrying around behind her seemed to have been taken out by him.

"It's you!" Jon looked at the little thing in his hand, a little surprised, that it had just slipped into Hermione's clothes...... A tree guard.

There was no blood on the Cauldron's hands and mouth, and it didn't seem to have done any substantial damage to Hermione.

At the same time, it looked up and squeaked at Jon in a friendly way.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to help me!" Jon couldn't help but smile as he gently stroked the little sapling's head.

This forest is indeed the one where the Tree Guards live, and Jon habitually brought Hermione here...... However, Jon didn't expect the cauldron he had fed so many times to recognize him and jump out to protect him.

"Thank you for today!" Jon whispered.

He was still wondering how to get Hermione's attention...... So that she can pull out her second wand, which is the real wand, and attack her...... This tree guard pot really helped him a lot.

With the cheerful cry of the tree guard...... Jon reached out and placed it back on the tree.

......

"It's you...... Jon?" Hermione Granger had an incredulous look on her face as she struggled to break free of the thick rope on her body, but she couldn't.

Because the effects of the Polyjuice Potion had completely disappeared, and without the Iron Ring, Jon's appearance had changed from Ron Weasley back to his original self.

"yes, long time no see. Jon looked back calmly.

"Aren't you dead, during the Triwizard Tournament...... Why is it ...... Are you a human or a ghost......" Hermione asked one question after another as she spoke, and the expression on her face looked very excited.

"I'm sorry, Hermione...... Please forgive me......" Jon whispered, "really, very, very sorry......"

Then he grabbed the rope that bound Hermione with one hand, and raised his wand with the other, aiming it at Hermione's head:

"Obliviate!"

I haven't had time to react...... Hermione's eyes began to become hollow and misty, and she looked like she had lost consciousness.

At the same time, strands of silver floated out of her temples and back again.

Five minutes later, Jon lowered his wand and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally settled.

The letter about Krum did not solve the problem itself, but it did solve the problem of the person who raised it...... Although it almost fell into the hands of a sixteen-year-old girl.

He glanced around, it wasn't good to leave Hermione here alone...... After all, this is a girl in a coma in the Forbidden Forest, what if she is taken by some beast or magical beast.

But he already had an idea.

He put on the Iron Ring and carried Hermione on his ...... Jon carried her all the way to Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid's humming could be heard inside.

Jon dropped Hermione, unconscious, at the door of Hagrid's cabin.

Then he quietly left.