Whenever she was with Jon, Astoria felt like she was feeling a lot lighter all over.

She looked around and looked again at the large, beautiful circular room, where all sorts of interesting knick-knacks could be seen.

The walls are covered with portraits of the old headmasters, all of whom are snoring softly in their frames, not knowing whether they are really asleep or pretending to be asleep. On a table with slender legs on the left side of the room were many strange pieces of silverware that seemed to serve various purposes.

Jon Hart was tying the job offer he had just written to an owl's calf and letting it fly out of the window.

"You haven't had lunch yet, I guess?" he asked, turning around.

"Of course not, do you want us to go to the auditorium together!" Astoria said with some interest, but soon, her face changed: "Forget it, or don't ......"

"If we're just hungry, we don't need to go to the auditorium for the time being. Jon said calmly.

At the same time he walked over to the long-legged table, picked up a silver, house-elf-like statue from it, and tapped it gently.

Almost instantly, on the other side of the table with slender legs, stacks of exquisite food began to appear.

Roast beef, sausages, carrot bisque...... The food that should be in the auditorium is basically available here, and there are even a few exquisite puddings that Astoria has never seen in the auditorium.

Jon made a gesture of please, "If you're hungry, let's take care of lunch here!"

"Wow!" Astoria blinked, exclaiming, "Is that so convenient!"

"Headmaster...... It's a bit of a privilege after all, right. Jon shrugged.

Then he sat down on the side of the table with slender legs while picking up a piece of baked potato.

......

Twenty minutes later, as both of them had filled their stomachs, the leftovers on the table were gone.

"Here!" Jon handed Astoria a glass of pumpkin juice, his eyes drawn to a portrait on the wall.

"The Marchy class of the Wizarding Examination Authority will leave after lunch!" the old headmaster on the portrait reported to Jon Hart weakly, "After all. Both the LS exam and the .exams are over. ”

"Please inform Professor McGonagall and tell her to send one of those professors from the Wizarding Examination Board, they've been working hard for a long time. Jon replied calmly.

"Okay, I'm going to contact McGonagall. "The wizard on the portrait soon disappeared.

Astoria's face was slightly flustered: "I...... Is it disturbing your work...... Jon?"

"It's okay. Jon spread his hands to her, smiled and said, "I can still spare some time." ”

"I'm sorry......" Astoria glanced apologetically at Jon.

Jon stood up, put on the robe behind his chair, and glanced out the window, and after what seemed to be silent for a while, he took the initiative to speak:

"Actually...... I do have something to look for you!" Jon said calmly.

"Huh?" Astoria looked up at Jon in surprise.

"It's about your mother......" Jon's face grew serious.

"Is it my mother's memory?" Astoria asked tentatively.

"That's right!" Jon nodded.

......

The room suddenly fell silent, Astoria Greengrass's face looked a little nervous, and Jon Hart's expression was even more solemn.

The portraits of the headboys and girls on the walls suddenly fell silent, and even the usual snoring was gone.

The entire principal's office fell silent.

"Your mother has a very tragic past...... "Jon's voice was a little low, "she grew up in a family full of curses, and she was burdened with a cruel fate since she was a child...... Your grandfather and grandmother may be good wizards, but they are not good parents......"

"So...... Aunt Alice...... Astoria's voice trembled slightly: "Do you say...... She ......"

"For the Cursed Descendants...... The Greengrass family has always had a set process for dealing with it......" Jon sighed, "Your grandfather and grandfather thought that your mother was the bearer of the curse, and it wasn't until your mother received an acceptance letter from Hogwarts that they realized they were mistaken......"

"Could it be...... It's them...... Did they 'deal with' Aunt Alice?" Astoria's face turned pale.

Jon hugged her softly and nodded, "Because it was so cruel, I didn't let you see it...... But this is your Greengrass family business after all, and you have reason to know all this, especially if you are about to become an adult. ”

"Thank you......" Tears welled up in Astoria's eyes, and she threw herself into Jon's arms, "I'm sorry, Jon...... I'm out of shape......"

"Your mother didn't know the truth when she was a child. Jon continued, "It wasn't until she got older that she vaguely guessed what was going on, and she felt more and more guilty that she had always thought she had robbed you of Aunt Alice's right to live......

"It's not her fault......" Astoria whimpered.

"yes!" Jon nodded, sighing, "But that incident has always been the most painful string in her heart...... She transferred her guilt for her sister to you...... That's why she's so desperate, hoping to do whatever it takes to lift the curse on you......"

"You have to thank your mother, Astoria...... If it weren't for her, if according to normal Greengrass family traditions...... I'm afraid you'll be 'disposed of' at a very young age......"

Astoria couldn't stop crying at this point, and she said weakly, "I'm sorry, Jon...... Sorry ......"

"Nothing. Jon smiled, "Honestly, I don't have any hatred for your mother at all...... After all, she's also for you......"

"Then I...... What should I do......" Astoria said confusedly.

"Wait a few days, when the semester is over and you get back to the manor...... Spend time with her and comfort her, she's the one who loves you the most in the world!" Jon said with a pleading face.

"Hmm!" Astoria nodded earnestly.