The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Jon froze for a moment.

"Are you here to find my sister, Mr. Patrick?" Daphne Greengrass had to ask again.

"That's right..." Jon reacted and nodded slightly.

"Come with me!" Daphne beckoned Jon to follow, and then she walked into Madam Puddife's teahouse with her head bowed first.

Because it was Valentine's Day, there were many more customers in the teahouse than usual.

And there are lots of familiar faces: Hufflepuff's Cedric Diggory and his girlfriend Cho Chang, Gryffindor's Ginny Weasley and her boyfriend Michael Koner , and Ravenclaw's Quidditch captain Roger Davies and his girlfriend...

There was a murmur in the teahouse as Daphne Greengrass walked in with Jon.

"Greengrass and Patrick, they hooked up..."

"I didn't expect that!"

Daphne ignored the gossip, and took Jon to a seat on the inside near the fireplace.

"What do you two want to order?" Mrs. Puddife was a middle-aged woman with a fat body and a shiny black hair. She squeezed between the two tables with difficulty.

"Two cups of black tea, please." Daphne said calmly.

Mrs. Puddife left.

Above the small round table, little golden angels fly, and they sprinkle pink confetti towards people...a little decoration for Valentine's Day.

On one side, Ginny Weasley started kissing her boyfriend Michael Kona; on the other side, Qiu Zhang also started to flirt with Cedric Diggory.

The scene was suddenly a little awkward. Daphne, who was sitting across from her, lowered her head, as if she was thinking about something.

To be honest, Jon's two identities don't have much intersection with her; the original identity, the most memorable scene in my memory is when I first entered the first grade, I once quarreled with her; He had Daphne take him out of the road once before, and he never had any contact with him again!

Looking at the window a little bored, but there is too much moisture on it, and I can't see the street outside...

Just when Jon decided to open Chen Bugong a bit.

Daphne suddenly spoke first: "How long have you been dating my sister, Mr. Patrick?"

"Not long." Jon replied vaguely, "A few months."

Judging from the tone of Daphne Greengrass, it seems that Astoria didn't tell her her identity... But why Astoria asked her sister to meet him, Jon didn't quite understand.

"Then you are really hiding!" Daphne showed a sarcastic smile on her face: "I have never heard of the rumors between you before."

"Yes...it's more hidden..." Jon continued to nod vaguely.

"Mr. Patrick, although I don't have a good impression of you, I'm very glad that Astoria has come out of the previous relationship..." Daphne's tone was a little arrogant, just like Jon was in the train when she was in the first grade. Just like seeing her.

"A previous relationship?"

"To be honest, he is much better than you. He is the youngest warrior and the youngest champion in the history of the Triwizard Tournament..." Daphne bit her lips involuntarily, her tone became a little low again: "Only Unfortunately, eight months ago, he died..."

"Is that so..." Jon tried hard not to have too much trouble on his face.

...

Mrs. Puddife came over at this moment.

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end...

Mrs. Puddieff was holding two cups of black tea and placed them on the small table. He looked at the two people at the table, and asked kindly: "My dear... between you, do you want a little angel to help you?"

After speaking, she snapped her fingers lightly.

Jon quickly looked around, and the rest of the couples in the teahouse were all holding hands intimately; only the atmosphere between him and Daphne seemed a little awkward...

A few golden cherubs flew over, and they threw a handful of confetti, and Jon had to cover his face with his hands, but he still got splashed all over.

"Don't be so reserved, dear!" Mrs. Puddife reminded before walking away.

Daphne tried her best to take pictures of the confetti on her body, her face was slightly red.

"Scourgify!" Jon quickly took out his wand and cast a cleaning spell on her.

Then I used one on myself.

"Thank you!" Daphne said casually.

While Mrs. Puddiffe was busy at the counter, Jon lowered his voice and asked, "Miss Greengrass... I want to ask, Astoria, what's wrong with her?"

He added: "Why are you here instead of her?"

"She's sick." Daphne replied calmly.

"Ill...is it serious...where is she...in the school hospital?" Jon couldn't help frowning.

"No, at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries."

...

"Aren't you joking?" The expression on Jon's face became serious and scary.

"Of course not..." Daphne shook her head: "Otherwise, why would I appear here... My sister was ill, and I helped her ask Professor Snape for a two-week leave last night... Fortunately, I Mother now has time to spend with her!"

"That is to say, she still has time to go back to school?"

"Of course, otherwise what do you think... Do you think she has a terminal illness?" Daphne snorted coldly: "Astoria's health has never been very good since she was a child... She has to stay in St. Mungo's for half a month every year Time, but in previous years it was summer vacation, but this year it was several months earlier."

"Okay, I understand!" The tight string in Jon's heart couldn't help but relax a little.

Judging from Daphne's tone, she didn't tell a lie... Since learning "Legiliency", Jon is very sensitive to emotions. A little girl like Daphne Greengrass cannot easily deceive him.

Jon suspects, though, that Daphne doesn't really know what's going on with her sister either.

"Thank you, Miss Greengrass!" Jon said sincerely.

"You don't need to thank me, I can see that my sister still cares about you!" Daphne shook her head, "At the last moment she was saving her consciousness, she asked me to inform you, so that you don't worry about her... I hope you don't act like that. Like her predecessor, she failed her feelings..."

After speaking, Daphne stood up, ignoring the cup of black tea on the table.

"I'll take a step first, Mr. Patrick!" After leaving these words, she left the teahouse in a hurry.

Jon did not leave in a hurry, he was still sitting there, taking a sip of black tea.