The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

　　 In the next few days, Jon was in a state of illness in the broken cauldron bar.

　　 The half bottle of "Mrs. Scarlett's Recovery Potion" given to him by Hannah, I don't know if it works, anyway, his condition is getting better.

　　 Because he was worried that he would lose control again, he didn’t dare to use the magic anymore. He once again threw the magic wand to the bottom of the suitcase...

　　 Nothing to do every day, he had to go to the Lihen Bookstore next to Mrs. Morkin's robe shop and read casually.

　　 A few days later, he has watched "History of Modern Magic", "Important Magic Events of the 20th Century", "The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic", "Major Discoveries of Modern Magic" and "Life and Social Habits of the British Muggle Family".

To be honest, the writing of these works published by wizards is generally poor; many things are not clearly stated, and common sense errors often occur...especially the last one, which has too many slots, giving Jon a kind of The feeling of "I can do it on me".

　　 In his spare time, he occasionally goes to the Florin cold drink shop to eat some ice cream; the cold drinks here are really good.

　　 At the same time, he will also say hello to the neighbors at the Broken Cauldron Bar.

　　 Harry Potter, living in Room 11 of the Broken Cauldron Bar, happened to be Jon’s neighbor. He spends most of his time in the open-air stand of this cold drink shop, basking in the sun while completing his summer homework.

　　 The two people are also familiar with each other, and they parted ways after saying hello.

And because of the existence of Mr. Potter, the defense of the Broken Cauldron Bar has become tighter... Jon saw people dressed up by Aurors several times and searched around; at first he thought he was here to arrest him, and was shocked. jump.

　　 However, these Ministry of Magic staff did not disturb the residents of the Broken Cauldron Bar.

　　 In the last few days of August, the Weasleys moved into the Broken Cauldron Bar in large numbers, and they almost booked a half of the room here.

　　 But they have a family of nine, and Jon is barely familiar with Ginny Weasley, so there is not much overlap.

　　 On the last day of August, Jon received a letter.

Among them, a letter sent by a very beautiful white owl was sent by Astoria Greengrass; Astoria asked Jon in the letter, they often stayed before going on tomorrow. In that compartment, take the train to Hogwarts together.

　　 Jon wrote a line on the note: "Okay, wait for me tomorrow!"

　　 Then he tied the note to the owl's leg; but the owl did not leave, still hovering in front of him, until Jon lost a small piece of bread before it bit up and flew out the window.

　　 To be honest, Jon feels that Owl Communication is a communication method that was put in place a hundred years ago, but it is far behind now. It's not compared with things like telephones, cell phones, and emails that are several dimensions behind, even if compared with telegrams and faxes, they are far inferior.

　　 Then, he went to the phone booth on Charing Cross Street as usual and made a phone call with his home.

　　 Eric told him on the phone that he would drive to the Broken Cauldron Bar tomorrow and take him to King’s Cross Station.

　　……

　　 At around eight o'clock the next morning, Jon had just finished his breakfast, and Eric’s car had arrived at the door of the Broken Cauldron Bar.

　　 "All right, son!" Eric asked as he got out of the car and checked the tires, "I'm not late!"

　　 "It's early, I guess I won't have to wait more than an hour at Kings Cross Station later!" Jon said with a smile, "Isn't Mom here?"

　　 "She wanted to come...it took me a long time to convince her!" Eric explained.

　　 The car started moving, but it was not heading in the direction of King's Cross Station.

　　 "Where are we going?" Jon asked curiously.

　　 "Don't ask, ask is to Rome!" Eric said jokingly.

　　 The car’s stereo began to play the famous "letitbe" by "The Beatles". Eric hummed in tune while stepping on the accelerator.

The car kept heading north. After more than half an hour, Jon knew from the roadside sign that they had arrived in Camden Town; he was a little wondering why Eric had brought himself here when he suddenly found the roadside station. With a pair of grandchildren, it seems to be waiting for them.

　　 Eric stopped the car, and at the same time he rolled down the right window, poked his head out, and shouted to his grandchildren who were half a road across: "Good morning, Mrs. Longbottom!"

　　 "You are really on time, Mr. Hart." Mrs. Augusta Longbottom hurriedly took her grandson's hand and walked over: "I really trouble you!"

　　 "You are welcome, just drop by!" Eric smiled, then got out of the car and opened the door.

　　 "Hello, Mrs. Longbottom!" When Neville Longbottom and his grandmother got in the car, Jon quickly turned around: "There is Neville."

"I think you should be Jon!" Mrs. Longbottom shook hands with Jon gracefully: "Neville often mentions you at home, saying that you have good grades and smarts, even if it is Snape who is so afraid of him. Professor, I have praised you."

　　 "I think Jon mentioned Neville many times this summer!" Eric said as he drove the car, "A very kind, honest and innocent boy."

　　 Jon can swear that he hardly talked about any classmates with his parents during the summer vacation.

　　 "Yes!" Mrs. Longbottom nodded with a smile: "This kid is the same as his father when he was a kid, very kind and simple...just dull!"

"Hey!" As he said, Mrs. Longbottom sighed: "And too careless and too stupid... I took him to London with Floo powder a few times before, but he always mispronounced and got to the wrong fireplace. Here, it took a long time to find him; fortunately, Mr. Eric, you are willing to help!"

"Well on the way!" Eric said: "Boys are like this, they are not very sensible when they are young... But they grow up overnight! So you can rest assured, it won’t be long, Neville said for sure Grew up overnight."

　　 "Let's borrow your good words!" Mrs. Longbottom sighed again, then patted Neville's head again: "Neville, don't you thank Uncle Hart."

　　 "Thank you..." Neville Longbottom said in a timid voice.

　　 Eric continued to drive the car, while talking to Mrs. Longbottom behind him, Jon also interrupted a few words from time to time, only Neville was shrinking in the corner of the car and said nothing.

　　 The car continued to drive forward, and Jon's eyes were slightly moist.

Because Jon knows very well that his father's purpose for doing this... he works alone in the magical world, but he can't help in any way; so he tries to get acquainted with some wizards, get to know some wizards, build a good relationship with them, and the future. A good wizard will become his own "network"...

　　It can be imagined that an ordinary person who tries to get acquainted with wizards will be discriminated against and blinded if he wants to succeed.

　　 The car stopped at Kings Cross Station, and Mrs. Longbottom and Neville got off first.

　　 Jon approached Eric by unfastening his seat belt, "Thank you, Dad!"

　　 "It's okay!" Eric blinked with him: "Read well."

　　 Jon nodded solemnly.

　　……

　　 Eric did not pit with him, and Jon followed alone behind Longbottom’s grandson and grandson.

　　 Passing through the 9? station, Mrs. Augusta Longbottom is still instructing, or even criticizing Neville. In her words, Jon seems to have heard his name several times.

　　 Speaking of it, Neville can be said to be a very miserable child.

As a result of witnessing the tragic state of parents being tortured to madness, the Forgotten Charm was cast at a young age, and memory was permanently damaged; and the talent was poor, it was often difficult to cast magic, and even the family members were used for a long time. Treated as a dumb gun; the most important thing is that it is not his own wand, but his father's. As a result, his strength cannot be exerted too much...

　　 Mrs. Longbottom’s reprimand seemed to be over. She helped Neville sort out her collar, and then gave Jon an expression of approval.

　　 They boarded the train together.

　　 When passing by Luna Lovegood and Ginny Weasley's compartment, Neville walked in timidly; Jon declined Ginny's invitation.

　　 He continued to move forward, two minutes later ~www.NovelMTL.com~ he finally pushed the suitcase and arrived at the private room agreed with Astoria.

　　 "Sorry, there are people here!" When he pushed open the compartment door, he heard Astoria's lazy voice.

　　 But soon, the voice changed to surprise: "Jon!"

　　 "Good morning, Astoria!" Jon said as he pushed the suitcase onto the pedal.

　　 Jon turned his head, he saw Astoria's golden hair tied in a ponytail, and he was wearing a beautiful white dress.

　　 "Does it look good?" Astoria blinked at him.

　　 "Where is this Veel or an angel, I almost didn't recognize it..." Jon said with a smile.

　　 "Humph!" Astoria snorted, her cheeks slightly red.

　　 "How was your summer vacation?" she asked.

　　 "Not too good!" Jon smiled bitterly: "I can't use magic for more than two months. Did the principal even go to my house for a home visit?"

　　 "Professor Dumbledore's home visit?" Astoria suddenly became interested: "God, Professor Dumbledore would actually visit the students' homes, Jon, you are so lucky!"

　　 "Maybe!" Jon forced a smile: "How about you, your summer vacation?"

"My mother took my sister and me to Alsace for a month, where is her hometown." Astoria replied: "She took us to find a brood of moon beasts, their dance is so cute; There are also Absolute Birds. It is said that their feathers have extremely high medicinal value; a French friend of hers also gave me an Appaloosa velvet, but I did not bring it back to England..."

　　 Astoria talks endlessly about her summer vacation.

　　 Just as they were talking, the Hogwarts Express train started.