The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

They walked through a luxurious marble staircase with ornate carpets; every few steps on the stone wall next to them, you could see a flaming torch; on the ceiling, there were also various patterns...

　　 The house elf Hodder stopped whenever he passed a fork in the road; he made a gesture of asking, and then he continued to lead the way.

　　His steps were very light, and his bare feet walked on the carpet for a few steps without making any noise; Jon could understand why he appeared next to him and Fox before, and he was completely unaware of him.

　　 went through a dimly lit but luxuriously decorated corridor. The pale statues on the wall looked at them intently, but the oil paintings made whispers from time to time.

　　 Finally, Hod stopped in front of the heavy wooden door leading to the next house.

　　 "Madam is waiting for you inside, Mr. Hart!" he whispered.

　　 Jon nodded, calmed his breath, and then turned the brass handle.

　　……

The room inside 　　 was a bit smaller than Jon had imagined, and looked like a study room. .

　　 The raging flames in the marble fireplace illuminate the entire room; except for the fireplace, the walls are covered with various books; and in the center of the room is a desk...

　　 On the desk, a golden elk head statue was placed at the closest position to the wooden door, with sharp double horns aimed at the door.

　　Behind the statue, a lady sitting at the desk took off her glasses, and then she stood up——

　　 "Mr. Hart, isn't it?" Mrs. Diana Greengrass said gently.

　　 On the train to Hogwarts two years ago, the fake Aristo-Moody once mentioned that Astoria looks very similar to her mother.

It now appears that the Death Eater did not lie. Mrs. Greengrass and her daughter are almost like dolls made from the same mold... The same golden curly hair, except that Mrs. Greengrass's hair is tied up. , Leaving only the small front bangs.

Compared with Astoria, she has experienced more years of baptism, and her gestures are full of gentleness... Jon is very skeptical, even if she lives for another twenty years, Astoria is also very It's hard to behave calmly like her mother.

　　 "Yes, ma'am." Jon quickly walked over, came to her, and respectfully saluted: "It's an honor to see you!"

　　 The lady stretched out her right hand to Jon, then smiled at him slightly.

　　 Jon bends his knees in a half-kneeling pose, then he takes the lady's right hand with both hands, bows his head and kisses the back of her finger symbolically.

　　 "Sit down!" She whispered, and pointed to a chair facing her.

　　 "Thank you!" Jon said hastily, and then straightened his waist and sat down on the chair with his chest.

　　 "Don't be so cautious!" Mrs. Greengrass covered her mouth and smiled, and shook her head gently at Jon: "It's just as good as at home!"

　　 "Okay... Madam..." Jon nodded in embarrassment, and then tried to make his movements appear slightly more casual.

　　……

　　 "Mind if I smoke a cigarette first?" Mrs. Greengrass asked.

　　 "Of course not...you will..." Jon shook his head.

　　 "Thank you!" As she said, she had already opened the cigarette case on the side, and at the same time she pinched one of them with her slender white fingers.

　　 She leaned back on the chair lazily, spraying smoke softly in her mouth, while staring at Jon intently and looking up and down at him.

　　 This can't help but make Jon even more embarrassed... If you keep looking at her, it will be too rude; he can only focus on the golden elk head and pretend to be interested in it.

A few minutes later--

　　 Gently pressed the remaining cigarette butts in the ashtray, and Mrs. Greengrass breathed out the last puff of smoke.

　　 "Sorry, I always like to smoke a cigarette when I think." She calmly explained: "Of course I will avoid my two daughters to prevent them from getting the same habit."

　　 Then don't you avoid me, I'm still a child, younger than your two daughters... Jon slandered secretly.

　　 "Your smoking action is very elegant!" But naturally he would not show it on his face, but smiled flatteringly.

"Thank you... I was not surprised when Hodder told me that it was Jon Hart who was visiting, not Christopher Patrick!" Mrs. Greengrass continued, "Because I vaguely guessed these two. The identity is actually the same person..."

　　 Looking at Jon's stunned look, Mrs. Greengrass gently waved her hand:

"My innocent little daughter is not someone who can hide secrets, although she does what she can do well enough; but as a mother, I can easily see a hole in her face...Of course Mr. Hart, You can rest assured that I did not tell anyone this, not even Daphne!"

　　 "Then I am so grateful to you!" Jon bowed his head and curled his lips, while trying to put on a thankful tone.

　　 "When I first smoked, I was watching you secretly." Mrs. Greengrass continued.

Aren’t you blatantly observing... Jon continued to slander~www.NovelMTL.com~ I don’t know why, in front of Mrs. Greengrass, Jon felt a lot of pressure, or anger, from beginning to end. Field... The initiative of this conversation was firmly controlled by the other party from the beginning.

　　 I have to say, this feeling is very uncomfortable!

"I've heard a lot about your deeds... As far as a sixteen-year-old boy is concerned, it is difficult to be better than you!" Mrs. Greengrass commented, without too much in her voice. 'S feelings: "So I understand that Astoria has been secretly telling you all these years..."

　　 "You have a good reputation, madam..." Jon quickly denied.

　　 "But because of this..." Mrs. Greengrass paused, seeming to organize the language.

　　 Jon also raised his head. He knew that the topic of the conversation should have arrived.

"If you like Daphne, I won't make any obstacles between you!" Mrs. Greengrass raised her tone and changed her tone completely; her voice became serious: "To be honest, I don't care about blood. Or things like family background, the tradition of the Greengrass family doesn’t care about them either..."

"But Astoria...her situation is more special...so I hope she can leave you..." Diana Greengrass shook her head slightly to Jon: "I know my daughter, she I think so too; because it's all for your good!"

　　 The look on Jon's face didn't fluctuate, he was already organizing the language...