The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Avada Kedavra!"

A sharp growl came from Voldemort's mouth.

For Jon Hart, what he saw with his last remaining consciousness, apart from Voldemort's pale face and the terrifying green light filling his eyes, was only a faintly visible mix of pale red and gold .

Then, he lost all consciousness.

All I can feel is——

pain!

The brain seemed to be torn apart, and there seemed to be thousands of ants biting outside the head. He struggled to regain consciousness, but he was completely unable to control his consciousness and body.

The whole person seems to be roaming helplessly in a boundless wilderness!

...

I do not know how long it has been--

Jon suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Seven and two-thirds of an inch..." said the familiar voice, "Dumbledore, if the Dark Lord's Killing Curse were deflected seven and two-thirds of an inch to the right, we would have a dead body in front of us." .”

"Oh, Severus..." Albus Dumbledore seemed relieved: "Can I understand that he is still alive?"

"That's right." Severus Snape said with a bit of anger: "Theoretically, he died a year and three months ago, and I personally attended his memorial service at that time... ...But in fact he is still alive and well, if those few pieces of gravel didn't smash his decent head, he can be said to be unscathed!"

"I really want to explain it to you, Severus." Dumbledore smiled awkwardly, "But it's a very long story..."

"I don't need any explanation, and it has nothing to do with me!" Snape said coldly, "If I'm not mistaken, looking at him like this, he should wake up in three to five minutes!"

Then, there was only a sound of hurried riding boots stepping on the floor... Someone seemed to be striding away.

...

"Oh, Merlin's beard!" Another familiar voice...

Phineas Black's voice came from the other side, which seemed to be the direction of the wall: "Dumbledore... If I understand what Severus said just now, it is Jon Hart still alive?"

"Yes, you understand correctly, Phineas." Albus Dumbledore replied, "Jon is still alive, so the black veil on your arm should be able to be removed..."

"Dai Lisi forced me to bring it...well, she forced it..." Phineas Black quickly explained.

There was only a "hiss", as if a piece of cloth had been torn off.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Phineas Black yelled suddenly, "I have to go back to the principal's office now...Elizabeth Bork and Eupraksha Moore seem to be preparing for the welcome ceremony, to welcome us There are new members joining...Damn it, they seem to have arranged the portraits of the venue and banquet..."

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Dumbledore shook his head: "I'm afraid Elizabeth and Eupraksha will have to wait for a while before the things they prepared will come in handy."

"Then I will take my leave first, Dumbledore..." Phineas Black's voice seemed to be getting further and further away.

"Why is there so much noise in the ward...the patient is very weak, and he needs to rest now!" At this moment, a sharp voice came from outside the door. The owner of this voice was Mrs. Poppy Pomfrey, the school doctor of Hogwarts.

"I'm sorry, Poppy... just a portrait, I swear there won't be any more noise," Dumbledore shouted.

so……

The remaining thoughts in Jon's mind seemed to notice one thing——

That is, it seems that he is not dead yet?

Struggling...difficult...he opened his eyes again.

"It seems that Severus is not wrong in his judgment." Albus Dumbledore turned around and looked at the patient on the hospital bed, his voice was somewhat smiling: "Jon, are you awake? "

...

With great difficulty, Jon Hart opened his eyes from the hospital bed.

There was a golden thing flashing in front of him, and he blinked lightly with all his strength... Only then could he tell that the golden thing in front of him was actually a pair of glasses with gold rims.

Albus Dumbledore's glasses.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore bent down and took his arm.

"You don't have to use so much force." He warned, "You are still very weak...need to rest!"

"Okay, principal..." Jon nodded weakly, and asked with a tired face: "Can I ask, what's going on?"

"It's like this... There is nothing wrong with your previous guess, and the plan you proposed is also flawless..." Dumbledore briefly explained: "Even if you encounter the most worrisome situation in the plan, you will hide yourself It's also great!"

"Then..." Jon on the hospital bed asked with some doubts: "The mysterious man...at that time...why..."

"Tom's spell didn't hit you, but missed you by seven and two-thirds of an inch!" Dumbledore explained calmly: "It shouldn't be...so it means he didn't notice you at the time, You hid it well."

"Then...why...why did he attack..."

"It may be a kind of intuition." Dumbledore continued to explain: "The intuition in the dark told him that there might be something in the ruins... So Tom released the Killing Curse at random, which was very important to him. It's a very common thing."

"...The Killing Curse knocked away a lot of rubble from the ruins, and some of them hit your head. So Tom should have found you at the time too... But I arrived in time, and Fox ran as fast as he could I flew to your side to protect you, and after Tom saw me, he couldn't cast another spell on you."

"Tom chose to leave decisively... To be honest, I was terrified at the time." Dumbledore paused, and continued: "Because you were hit on the head by a gravel, you were unconscious, and the recovery spell didn't work too well. The effect... looks no different from being hit by black magic."

"You know, I'm not very good at black magic..." Dumbledore smiled and blinked: "So my first thought was to go back to Hogwarts, find a real expert, and say Maybe there is still a chance of rescue."

"Professor Snape..."

"yes……"

Before Dumbledore finished speaking, he was interrupted roughly!

"That's enough, Headmaster Dumbledore!" Madam Pomfrey strode over like an angry duck: "The patient needs to rest now...Even if you are the headmaster, don't disturb him!"

"Sorry, Poppy...I'm leaving now!" Dumbledore nodded to Jon, and strode away.