It's a pity that Albus Dumbledore didn't bring any good news to Jon.

"I'm sorry, Jon!" he replied, waving his hand, "I don't know much more about the giant's situation than Hagrid at this stage...... But I can confirm with you that one of my agents sent me a piece of information more than half a month ago, and he told me that the giants had been in contact with Tom at that time......"

"What?"

Voldemort had recently contacted the giants...... Could it be that he wants to make a big news?

Jon couldn't help but frown...... After losing the advantage of foresight and the dividends of the plot, he can no longer target the Dark Lord's actions in advance, and the other party seems to have become much more tricky than he imagined.

However, if Voldemort was really going to use the giant to make a "big move...... Then it may not be an opportunity.

"Okay, thank you...... Professor. Jon stood up.

"Nothing. Dumbledore shook his head gently, "If you need any help, you can always come to me." ”

By this time, Fawkes had already flown back again.

An oil portrait with the edges of an ornate frame was gently thrown in front of Jon by the two claws of the phoenix.

"Ouch!" Principal Phineas Nigelles Black in the portrait lets out a scream of pain: "Stupid bird...... Can you move a little softer, it hurts!"

Jon quickly bent down and picked up the portrait, dusting it clean.

However, while he was cleaning, Principal Phineas Black left the portrait in his hand and reappeared on the wall of the principal's office.

As he straightened through his messy clothes, he complained loudly—or that his great-great-grandson, Cialis Black, had brought a bunch of people to the Black family's home, or that Mrs. Molly Weasley only cleaned his portrait once every two months, or that Grimmauld Place was too noisy to rest......

"Hart, stinky boy!" After completing a "long speech", he turned his attention to Jon and chattered, "You have to be nice to me, I can go on an adventure with you, it can be a very risky ......"

It wasn't until Principal Dalyse Derwent couldn't stand the noise anymore and took out his wand and plugged Phineas Black's mouth that peace returned to the Headmaster's office.

Jon carefully wrapped the portrait and tucked it into his suitcase......

Then I went back and said goodbye to the principals one by one.

"Where are you going now, Jon?" asked Headmaster Dalys-Derwent on the wall, with some concern.

"I almost forgot if you didn't say it. Jon smiled, then asked Dumbledore, "Professor Dumbledore, can I borrow your fireplace?"

"Of course!" Albus Dumbledore nodded without objection.

With Dumbledore's permission, Jon picked up his suitcase and headed to the fireplace in the Headmaster's office.

The fireplace was clean, not even much ash. It was evident that Dumbledore didn't use it very often. On the side of the mantelpiece was a flower pot filled with a pile of shiny powder.

Floo powder, a cheap potion for two sicos in one scoop...... It is also the most widely used teleportation material in the wizarding world.

Jon was about to pull out his wand when suddenly, a thick flame came out from behind him, and the fireplace was instantly enveloped in firelight, and the fire light danced in Jon's eyes......

Jon turned his head and looked at the phoenix that was raising its head to ask him for credit—

"Thank you, Fawkes!"

Jon picked up a pinch of shiny powder from the pot, walked over to the stove, and threw the powder into the flames.

With a whew, the fire turned green, rising taller than Jon's.

Then he went straight into the fire and shouted:

"Greengrass Manor!"

The flames burned more and more, as if they were about to devour the people inside......

In the blink of an eye, Jon Hart was gone from the flames.

......

Leaving the Headmaster's Office, and leaving Hogwarts Castle.

Traveling with Floo is actually worse than apparition or portkey.

Jon felt as if he had been sucked into a huge socket hole, his body spinning rapidly, and the whistling sound in his ears was deafening......

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and the green flames kept flickering in front of him, but they were not scorching, but like cold hands slapping his cheeks...... A series of furnace doors flickered vaguely, and a faint glimpse of the room outside the fireplace could be faintly glimpsed......

Until, arrived at his destination!

He appeared out of thin air in a spacious kitchen.

Holding on to the wall, Jon reluctantly stood up and straightened the collar of his jacket a little.

The environment in the kitchen is very clean...... The oven, pans, knives and scissors, and all the cutlery or kitchen utensils are available, and on one side of the cabinet are pots of fresh lettuce, bacon, and large piles of wheat and flour......

Of course, there is also a house-elf...... She was staring at Jon dumbfounded, a little speechless.

A small, old house-elf, with paper-white skin that almost hung from her skeleton...... He wore an apron on his body, and held a silver knife and an iron pot in his hand.

Apparently, Jon knew the house-elf, "Emily", the house-elf of the Greengrass family...... Although a few months ago at Greengrass Manor, she used to be quite "insulting" to one of her words.

The house-elf seemed frightened, and she threw the knife and the iron pot to the ground with a "thud", and then she disappeared into thin air with a loud, echoing pop.

It seems that he was frightened by himself and left the apparition......

Jon shook his head helplessly, then walked over, bent down, picked up the silver knife and iron pot from the ground, and placed them on the table.

Almost at the same time, two loud, echoing pops were heard in the air, and two short figures appeared in the kitchen doorway.

One of them, of course, is the house-elf "Emily" who has just escaped, and the other is the well-mannered house-elf butler "Hodder" who impresses Jon and has always behaved.

The house-elf Hodder began to look nervously into the kitchen, holding its slender fingers in his hand...... But when it saw Jon, it seemed relieved.

He patted his mother, Amya, on the shoulder, and motioned for her to leave......

Then Hodder turned around and apologized humbly:

"Mr. Hart, it's you...... I'm sorry that it's rare for anyone to visit Greengrass Manor through the fireplace...... That's why my mother's reaction was so strong. ”

"Nothing. Jon smiled, then quickly asked, "Are Lady Diana and Astoria in the manor?"

"Madame is working overtime at the Ministry of Magic right now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come back until a few hours later. Hodder continued with his polite gesture, "But Miss Astoria is in the manor, and she has been in her room all the time......"

"Always?" Jon frowned at the other party's words, and asked, "You put her under house arrest in her room?"

Actually, that's understandable...... I hope you can understand!" Hod shook his head first, then nodded: "Miss Astoria's situation is a bit peculiar...... Actually, I didn't want to, but both she and his wife asked me to do it. ”

Jon snorted, but he couldn't blame the house-elf in front of him.

"Can you take me to meet her?" Jon asked.

"Of course you can ......" Hodder nodded with a smile on his face, and bowed deeply: "Madame has ordered me in advance to treat you like a member of the Greengrass family." ”

"I'm honored then!" Jon said casually.

"Come with me, Mr. Hart!" the house-elf Hodder had made a gesture of please.

......

Greengrass Manor is large, and the corridors and passages inside are also complicated.

After a few days here, the road was still unfamiliar, and Jon had no doubt that he would get lost without the house-elf Hodder's guidance.

A few turns, a few corridors, and one more luxurious marble staircase...... Ten minutes later, Jon and Hodder stopped in front of a pink wooden door.

The house-elf Hodder tiptoed up and knocked softly on the door of the hut, knocking three times.

A moment later, Astoria's voice came from inside the house, "Is it Hod...... I've gone to bed, I'll ...... tomorrow if there's anything going on."

Jon was about to say that since she was asleep, forget it......

But Hold had already spoken in his somewhat magnetic, high-pitched voice, "Miss Astoria...... Mr. Hart has just come over, and he looks like he needs to see you!"

There was no answer...... However, there was a "thump" sound from inside the hut.

A few dozen seconds later, the door to the hut was opened.

A pink figure pounced and swooped into Jon's arms.

Jon gently hugged Astoria, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the house-elf on the side, slightly embarrassed.

Hodder turned around very gracefully, and said at the same time: "Miss Astoria, Mr. Hart, then I will retire first......"

“...... That's right, Mr. Hart. After a pause, he added, "I hope you don't leave the manor with the young lady, otherwise we will have a hard time!"

"I'm not leaving!" said Astoria, who was in her arms, with some determination.

......

It's time for Astoria to stay in this warm nest.

The pink curtain is still so warm...... The pictures on the walls are still so familiar.

The girl was somewhat embarrassed to hide behind the curtain on the side of the hut, where she was dressed...... She had just had only one nightgown on her when she hurried to open the door.

The snow-white owl on the desk let out a few feeble cries when Jon walked in...... Joe Green was kept in a cage, and it looked like he hadn't been able to leave the cage for some time to fly.

Astoria quickly changed into a decent dress. When she peeked out from behind the curtain, she saw Jon carefully removing a vase from his suitcase.

The vase contained not flowers, but a somewhat odd branch.

"What is this?" she asked, curiously.

"Take care of it!" Jon said solemnly, then opened Astoria's cabinet and placed the branch of the Calabar-Tree of Souls with the vase:

"It may be the key to lifting the curse on you. ”

Due to Voldemort's "comeback", and he seems to have been targeted by the Death Eaters...... There may be a lot of accidents in the future, this key material for making Horcruxes is not safe to keep with you, it is better to keep it in a safe place.

Greengrass Manor is hundreds of years old, and it is a true pure-blood family estate...... It's definitely better to put it here than to keep it next to yourself.

Astoria didn't look at the branch, but looked straight into Jon's face.

"Jon, you've lost weight...... It's dark, too......" she muttered, "You must have suffered a lot to get it, didn't you?"

"Actually, it's fine. Jon mumbled, "It's you, Astoria...... How are you doing, it hasn't gotten any worse?"

"It shouldn't be ...... yet" Astoria smiled a little bitterly, "Everything else is fine, it's just that I've been a little sleepy lately...... It's groggy both day and night. ”

"That's okay...... Jon hurriedly comforted, "Relax, we still have a lot of time!"

"Hmm. Astoria nodded earnestly.

There was no fluctuation on his face, but Jon sighed softly in his heart...... Theoretically, Astoria could hold out for up to four months, but only theoretically, and during those four months, the Blood Curse could flare at any time, and she could lose herself at any time......

And he has no clue about the whereabouts of the giant.

If you can't get an accurate method of soul separation, then you have to forcibly create a Horcrux...... In that case, Astoria is afraid that she will die for the rest of her life.

......

Hiding his frustration and panic, Jon stood up and lifted his suitcase as he lifted it.

"Can you find me a quieter, more airy room?" he asked Astoria, "I have something." ”

"Can't you on my side?" Astoria asked softly, in a mosquito-like voice.

"Of course not...... It's going to be dangerous. Jon shook his head decisively: "I need a room for making a few potions!"