Wait until Jon Hart figures out the "truth" -

He had to resist the urge to scold Armando Duppert, and ordered him to go back to Essex to explain it in detail to Miss Christabel Bulstrod, the magic painter...... Tell her it's just a misunderstanding and that no one needs to paint a portrait at all......

Fortunately, Dippert, under the reminder of several other principals, soon realized that he was "in trouble......

Watching him leave in a gloomy manner, Jon sat back angrily and amusedly.

......

Before he could sit down, he heard a familiar singing voice coming from outside the window.

It was a large, luxurious, bright red bird, and she sang and flew in through the skylight of the principal's office!

Dragging a long golden tail, after a graceful gliding ...... Finally, she docked to the phoenix stand next to her desk.

"Oh?" Jon asked with a curious look at Fawkes, "How did you get back...... Aren't you with Professor Dumbledore?"

He wasn't worried about Albus Dumbledore's mishaps...... After all, he is now with Mr. Gellert Grindelwald, and there is a high probability that the creature that can make them "accidental" has not been born yet!

Phoenix looked up at Jon and winked at him...... Her eyes were filled with golden light, as if she was communicating something with Jon.

"Oh......" Jon looked suddenly realised, and smirked, "I guessed, I don't want to be caught between them and be a third party......"

Fawkes glared at Jon coldly, then turned away, pointing her tail at him, and she seemed a little unhappy.

"That's right...... I remember, doesn't Mr. Grindelwald also have a very rare Voldemort bat......" Jon continued behind him, "why don't you go and match it?"

A faint flash of fire suddenly appeared on Fawkes, and she turned her head and glared at Jon.

Look at her angry eyes, as if to scold Jon angrily - "Don't compare this lowly magical creature like the Living Corpse Cloth (Voldemort Bat) to me!"

Still unfazed, the big bright red bird flew towards Jon angrily—

"Oops!" Jon screamed, clutching his arms.

Because the phoenix pecked him "fiercely" on the arm!

......

Finally took out a few bags of herbs and coaxed Fawkes to get them right.

At the same time, Jon also took the opportunity to "bribe" a few phoenix tears to solve the pecking wound on his arm, and kept a few extra drops for preservation.

At the same time, he also took out some of the things in his suitcase and put them in the principal's office...... After all, he might have to stay here for a long time!

For example, some daily necessities, Jon put them in the small cubicle where the meditation basin was located, so that teachers and students passing by would not see and become suspicious.

And the large pile of potions and herbs, Jon emptied a cabinet and put them in sorts...... In order to prevent Fox from stealing food, he also locked the cabinet.

Of course, he also took out a teapot filled with "liquid" and placed it in the most prominent position on his desk, while covering several teacups on the side of the teapot.

Just after all this was done, there was a sudden commotion on the portrait wall.

It's Principal Dexter Fosco, who suddenly returns to his portrait.

"Jon......" Principal Fosco shouted, "McGonagall is coming here on the eighth floor, she seems to be ready to come to the Headmaster's office, you need to be ready!"

"Mai...... Professor McGonagall!" Jon was startled.

"Jon, if you're going to continue to disguise Albus, you should call her 'Minerva'......" Dalyse Devonte kindly reminded.

"Of course...... I understand......" Jon nodded quickly, "Thank you, Headmaster Derwent......"

"It's okay to call me Dalys, there's no difference between us now......"

"Okay...... Thank you, Dalys......"

As he spoke, Jon flicked his wand slightly, and the small teapot on the table flew into the air, pouring out a small cup of lilac liquid into one of the teacups.

Drink the lilac liquid in the teacup in one gulp -

Principal Fosco...... Dexter!" Jon Hart, whose face was twisted wildly, said solemnly, "You can let Minerva in!"

......

The Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Minerva McGonagall, walked into the Headmaster's office.

The expression on her face was not as serious as usual in front of the students.

"Good morning, Albus...... By the way, why did the password change, and you didn't notify me in advance?" Professor McGonagall, wearing square glasses, black hair curled in a high bun, and a dark green robe, asked with some curiosity.

"Good morning, Minerva...... I just changed it today, sorry, I seem to have forgotten to inform you!" Albus Dumbledore looked down at some file, and after a moment he raised his head and helped his half-moon glasses: "The new password is 'Syrup Cake'!"

"It's to your taste!" Professor McGonagall said with a smile, "Are you busy?"

"yes, that incident in the Isle of Man, you know...... Amelia and Rufus have been looking for me for the last few days, and it's a little troublesome......" Professor Dumbledore said with a solemn face, "By the way, what's the matter?"

"About Halloween and the protections at that time...... Professor McGonagall said quickly.

"It's okay, you can arrange this...... It's enough to have the same specifications as in previous years!" Dumbledore said casually, lowering his head again and looking at the "document" on the table with a solemn expression.

"Okay, leave it to me!" Professor McGonagall nodded, "Then I won't bother you with this little thing, Albus!"

"Thank you, Minerva......" Dumbledore continued to say slightly absent-mindedly.

By the time Professor McGonagall turned around and was about to leave the Headmaster's office—

Albus Dumbledore's gaze suddenly moved away from the table: "Minerva, I almost forgot, there is one more thing I need to ask you...... Could you please inform a student to come to my office!"

"Mr. Potter?" asked Professor McGonagall without thinking.

"Potter...... Oh, no......" Dumbledore seemed to hesitate for a moment, then shook his head: "You let Granger come over"

"After the lunch break, I'll be waiting for her here around one o'clock in the afternoon!" Dumbledore added.

"No problem, Albus!" Professor McGonagall agreed, leaving the Headmaster's office.