The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Only a "bang" was heard.

The teacup in Daphne Greengrass's hand lost her grip for a moment, fell to the ground, and shattered.

The splashed tea had already stained her skirt, causing some stains on her white skirt, but she didn't seem to notice it...

Staring fixedly at the boy in front of her, looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, her eyes were full of shock and disbelief——

"It's impossible!" Daphne murmured.

"I'm sorry, Miss Greengrass!" Jon could only explain, "But I'm not dead yet,"

"More than a year ago...after the end of the Triwizard Tournament...your corpse..." Daphne stammered, her face flushed red from shock.

"That's just a plan, Professor Albus Dumbledore's plan..." When Jon habitually threw the pot at Dumbledore, Fox who fell on the ground lowered his head and pecked him quietly calf.

Jon kicked her lightly, signaling her to stop messing around: "Aiming at the Dark Lord... ah bah, the plan against the mysterious man, it wasn't me who died at the time, but a Death Eater..."

The expression on Daphne Greengrass' face was very strange, and she asked in a hoarse voice: "That is to say...that Christopher Patrick..."

"Yes, I pretended to be!" Jon replied honestly.

"You..." Daphne opened her mouth, but stopped talking...

Then she turned her gaze to her sister: "You know that, don't you?"

"I..." Astoria froze there, then nodded lightly: "Sister..."

"You know he's still alive...and then you lied to me..." Daphne pointed at her sister, as if she was a little annoyed: "You've never been like this before...you never lied to me before..."

"It's not like this... Sister... I'm sorry..." Astoria argued with a flustered expression.

"That's it, you just want to see my jokes, you must be secretly laughing at me behind my back, aren't you?" Daphne said in a trembling and hoarse voice: "When did you become so bad, Astoria... ..."

After speaking, she covered her face and fled.

"Sister..." Astoria hurriedly chased after her: "Sister, listen to my explanation!"

The two sisters disappeared at the end of the corridor, one behind the other.

...

Jon froze there, not knowing what happened.

Looking back at Fox, Fenghuang also shook his head at him with a confused face.

And now he is trapped alone in the living room of Greengrass Manor... It seems impolite to run around, but it seems even more embarrassing to stay here.

Jon could only look at the living room, facing him was a huge oil painting, on which was an elk raising its feet towards the sky, which was somewhat similar to the sculpture in Paisley before; the oil painting The one below is a tall and tall fireplace carved from pure white marble. There is a scorching fire burning in the fireplace, which warms the entire living room...

While Jon was struggling, a polite voice suddenly came from below.

"Hello, sir!"

Jon was almost taken aback when this thing appeared beside him without a sound; Fox quickly spread his wings and flew up, looking at the source of the sound with some vigilance.

He is also a house elf, he looks somewhat similar to the previous house elf "Emily"... the same ears as bats, protruding green eyes the size of tennis balls; but the body is not So thin, younger, and much cleaner.

The house elf was wearing a black suit. In order to show that this was not a complete "clothes", the suit was scalded with a few holes, but it seemed harmless, and still made him look like a polite little housekeeper.

He bent down, snapped his fingers at the remains of the teacup and the tea on the ground, and cleaned them up; then, he just raised his head——

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be Mr. Jon Hart, right, Miss Daphne and Miss Astoria's friend!" The young house elf bowed gracefully to Jon: " Let me introduce you, I am Hodder, the steward of Greengrass Manor."

His voice was steady, not sharp like that of a common house-elf.

"Hello, Mr. Hodder!" Jon quickly adjusted his expression, bent down and shook hands with him actively: "It's an honor to meet you."

"First of all, I have to apologize for my mother's offensive behavior!" The house elf Hodder continued: "Because of her age, her thoughts are relatively decadent and extreme, so she may have said some offensive words to you... "

"I accept your apology, Mr. Hodder." Jon nodded calmly.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Hart... and yours, miss!" The house elf first bowed to Jon again, and then bowed deeply to Phoenix beside him.

"Daphne and Astoria, they seem to have had a quarrel..." Jon explained with a little embarrassment.

Hodder, the house elf, smiled and shook his head towards Jon: "Miss Daphne has been more impulsive since she was a child, and her personality is more irritable; while Miss Astoria has been more timid since she was a child; their personalities don't quite match each other. ...so we've been fighting every now and then, and we've made up again within half an hour each time, so you don't have to worry!"

"Okay, thank you!" Jon nodded towards the house elf: "Is there anything else, Mr. Hodder?"

He didn't think that the sudden appearance of the "butler" came simply to apologize to him.

"It's like this... Madame hopes to see you!" The house elf said his purpose gently: "If you are willing?"

"Ma'am?" Jon was slightly taken aback.

"Mrs. Diana Greengrass, the mother of Miss Daphne and Miss Astoria, the mistress of Greengrass Manor..."

"Of course I know..." Jon quickly interrupted him: "Do I need to wait for Astoria to come, and then go to see her together?"

"No, no, no." The house elf hurriedly shook her head, then lowered her voice, "Madame wishes to see you alone."

Jon frowned slightly, but soon squeezed a smile on his face:

"I am honored, Mr. Hodder, you lead the way!"

"Okay, Mr. Hart!" The house elf made a gesture of invitation: "Please follow me!"