The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

There was a whole wall, so the principals and headmasters in the portraits opened their eyes and stared at Jon intently.

"I've never been a wizard with extraordinary talent..." Jon said slowly: "Maybe I have a little talent in herbs and potions. Since they don't need to wield a magic wand stupidly, many people don't think they are. magic."

"Only the stupidest people would think that!" the gray-haired principal Amando-Dippet mumbled.

"Perhaps! In addition to some spells and magic related to the brain and memory, my performance is pretty good." Jon continued: "Of course that's all... the rest, whether it is spells, polymorphs or Defense against the Dark Arts, my talent can only be called average..."

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Even the Sorting Hat tried to divide me into three colleges, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Slytherin, but it didn't even consider Ravenclaw."

While talking, Jon glanced at the very worn, patched, and terribly dirty pointed wizard hat in the corner of Dumbledore's desk.

"I think you are quite suitable for Ravenclaw!" Principal Chris Evra said softly. He is a Hogwarts principal from Ravenclaw: "And I always think our branch The rules are somewhat arbitrary."

"Maybe it is indeed arbitrary." Jon nodded: "But it can at least explain some things. I have realized this for years."

"What's the matter?" Principal Phineas Black asked curiously.

Chris Evra on one side gave him a quick glance.

"Nothing." Jon smiled and shook his head to Principal Evra, and continued: "In terms of real spells, I've never been a magic genius... I'm not a protagonist. I can't look at spells like some wizards. You can easily use it; you can't learn the most complex transformation technique like Animagus in half a month; or you can control more than half of the most esoteric magic in the first grade..."

Seeing the headmaster's somewhat stunned eyes, Jon explained: "Of course I am not a mediocre. At least except for the first half of the first half of the first grade, I didn't encounter too many obstacles when learning spells. The true genius is nowhere near...such as Professor Dumbledore, such as Tom Riddle, and of course, and you!"

"That's natural!" Phineas Black nodded in satisfaction: "Compared with us and Albus, your talent is of course far worse!"

As soon as he said the words, Principal Black covered his head in pain and let out a "Oh" sound.

Several principals appeared on his portrait in unison, and one of them gave him a head.

...

There was a brief silence in the principal's office.

"I remember your grades have always been very top, almost all courses?" This time it was Principal Oliver Cromwell who spoke. In addition to his coldness, his voice was a little more concerned this time.

"Make do, just because I worked harder than those of my classmates." Jon smiled: "And my memory is pretty good."

"Don't be so presumptuous!" The red-nosed Dexter Fusco Principal shook his head: "Remember, at this time last year, you were the champion of the Triwizard Tournament!"

Jon started to hold his fingers and counted: "The first event of the Triwizard Tournament, I used the devil net and the ghost vine; the second event, I used the eggs of the gills and the fire gray snake; and For the third project, I used compound decoction and veritaserum, plus Fox’s help..."

Principal Fusco sighed slightly, Principal Dippet let out a few coughs, and Principal Black lowered his head in shame.

"You can use these things..." Principal Oliver Cromwell slowly said: "These are also your strengths."

"Yes!" To everyone's surprise, a bright smile appeared on Jon Hart's face.

There was a bit of pride in his tone: "Because this is my magical philosophy!"

...

The principals stared at each other, not quite understanding what Jon meant.

"I just said... The biggest difference between wizards and magical animals is that wizards can use tools." Jon replied calmly: "Tools are not only magic wands, but potions, herbs, and magical animals can all be ours. Tools, of course, include a lot of Muggle stuff."

"...The real power of a wizard lies not in magic, but in wisdom." Jon's voice was full of confidence: "Whenever you encounter any problem, first think of using a spell to solve it. This is a cowardice... …I always think that such people are nothing more than magical savages."

"Use every tool we can flexibly~www.NovelMTL.com~Use our brains to solve the unsolvable problems we encounter... instead of relying solely on magic or brute force, this is a A really good wizard!"

Jon sat down on the ground and took a sip of pumpkin juice: "Of course, this is my understanding!"

Principal Cromwell began to applaud first, then Phineas Black, and finally all the principals and the principals in the portrait began to applaud vigorously.

The entire principal's office was covered by applause.

...

An hour later, Jon Hart had gotten into a sleeping bag and snored slightly.

On the portrait wall, there are still whispers from time to time, and they seem to be discussing something.

"Since three years ago, when Albus told us that Hogwarts had chosen an eleven-year-old child, I have not been able to understand..." Principal Oliver Cromwell sighed softly." Today, I finally understand"

"Sure enough, Hogwarts never makes mistakes." Brian Gegveld, the oldest principal among the portraits, nodded thoughtfully.

"What about that?" Phineas Black asked in a low voice, "Should we tell him?"

"That involves Albus's privacy, not to mention that he is the principal. We did not violate his rights." Principal Cromwell shook his head coldly.

"Well..." Principal Black sighed: "In terms of time, Albus should tell him everything after a while..."

...

Hearing these soft conversations, the boy in the sleeping bag suddenly had a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

However, he did not move and continued to snore slightly.

In this world, not only portraits can pretend to sleep.

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