There was no objection, and Jon agreed to Albus Dumbledore's suggestion.

In fact, even if Dumbledore didn't say it, he would have done it!

When he was in the school hospital, he was always a little worried about Astoria's current situation...... Alone in the manor, her mother is suddenly taken away by a group of Aurors, her sister is in school, with only two house-elves by her side, and the soul of the Blood Curse is eyeing her inside.

Using the fireplace in the Headmaster's office, as last time, Jon Hart set out on his way to Greengrass Manor.

......

Albus Dumbledore watched Jon's departing back, a smile of relief on his lips, and sat back down at his desk.

Simply flipped through a few documents and dealt with a little school affairs -

The minutes ticked by, and it was getting closer and closer to eight o'clock in the morning......

"Albus!" On the wall, the headshot of Headmaster Chris Evra popped up: "It's time for you to go to the Ministry of Magic, Bones and Scrimgeour are waiting for you!"

"Thanks for the reminder, Chris. Dumbledore spoke, "Please make another trip and let them know, and I'll be at the Ministry of Magic in ten minutes." ”

"No problem. Principal Evra just muttered, and his figure disappeared from the portrait again.

Continuing to bow his head and review a few papers, Albus Dumbledore looked up again with a loud noise on the portrait.

"Phineas?" he asked softly, "Did you tell the girl the password for the headmaster's office?"

"Sour popping sugar...... Right?" Headmaster Phineas-Black blinked, "Honestly, I miss this candy that Duke Honey sells. ”

"In my opinion, I think it's too sour. Dumbledore shook his head and denied:

"But it looks like she's supposed to be there!"

As soon as Albus Dumbledore's words fell, there was a knock at the door of the Headmaster's office.

"Please come in!"

......

A young girl, who looked seventeen or eighteen, pushed open the door to the principal's office.

She had curly blond hair and was wearing a green Slytherin robe, and she cautiously walked in while quietly looking around.

The remaining headmasters of Hogwarts on the walls are already closing their eyes and pretending to be unfathomable.

"Come here, Miss Greengrass!" Albus Dumbledore greeted gently, "don't be so cautious, sit down." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the spot in front of him.

Daphne Greengrass nodded timidly and sat down in front of Dumbledore.

"Would you like something?" oatwine, butterbeer, or black tea...... Dumbledore muttered to himself, "but it's morning instead of afternoon, so let's have a cup of tea for breakfast!"

As he spoke, Dumbledore waved his hand, and a white porcelain tea set appeared in front of him, with a faint floral fragrance in it.

The teapot automatically suspended in mid-air, and poured some black tea into each of the two teacups, presumably with some lemon and honey added to them.

"Thank you, Professor. Daphne picked up a teacup, took a sip, and whispered.

"How's it going?" Dumbledore asked, with some concern.

"This ......" Daphne was stunned at first, and then smiled a little bitterly: "Professor, to be honest, very bad...... Everywhere I walked down the hallway of the school, I heard people talking about my mother as a bad Death Eater...... There are also many bizarre and even somewhat disgusting rumors about my mother and sister ......"

"I'm sorry, but living with gossip is a necessary lesson in life. Dumbledore said calmly, "My father was once imprisoned in Azkaban for a Muggle attack...... And my brother Aberforth, who was at Hogwarts at the time, was a little younger than you, and he had to endure a lot of gossip like you......"

“...... Aberforth was not knocked down by the rumors, but instead beat up several students who spoke ill of him in front of him, without any influence from the rumors. Dumbledore smiled, "Of course, I'm not suggesting that you learn Aberforth's behavior, so Professor Snape will definitely come to me, but I suggest you learn his mentality......"

Daphne also burst out laughing, and she nodded slightly, the look on her face softened considerably.

"You want to ask me...... What about my mother, Professor?" As if to organize some language, Daphne took the initiative to speak, "Actually, Professor Snape has already approached me...... Professor Snape, he asked me several times...... But I don't know at all...... I don't know the connection between her and the mysterious man...... I don't know what she did......"

As she spoke, Daphne's voice slurred.

"Of course not. Dumbledore shook his head, "Don't be afraid, Miss Greengrass...... I just heard that you wrote a letter to Mr. Jon Hart a few days ago in which you warned him?"

Daphne's head lowered suddenly, and she said in a small mosquito-like voice:

"Yes, Professor......"

"In the letter, you told him that it was Professor Horace-Slughorn who told you about it and asked you to tell him. Dumbledore's voice grew serious, "But I asked Horace last night, and he told me he didn't let you deliver anything at all......"

“...... Can you explain this to me, Miss Greengrass?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

Daphne sat down in front of Dumbledore with her head bowed like a stone statue.

"May I not answer the question, Professor......" After a long time, the "stone statue" finally moved, she whispered...... The voice is low, even a little crying.

"Absolutely. To Daphne's surprise, Dumbledore simply agreed.

While Daphne was there—

"If I'm not mistaken, you sixth-graders in Slytherin should have a transfiguration at eight o'clock, so if I were you, I'd rush to class......; It should be in time for now!" Dumbledore added with a smile.

Daphne nodded a little stumblingly, and stumbled out of the principal's office.

......

"What's the problem, Dumbledore?" asked Headmaster Phineas-Black's eyes abruptly open on the wall, in a low voice.

"No problem, all is safe!"