The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"Mom..." Astoria Greengrass knelt down on the ground, hugging her thin and weak mother, sobbing softly.

The patron saint of iron-eating beasts with silver light all over his body was lying lazily beside her——

The Patronus acts as a kind of guardian against the dementors, and the emotions that make it up are the food of the dementors-hope, happiness, the desire to live. But it can't feel hopeless like real people, so Dementors are very afraid of them.

The light of the patron saint shrouded the mother and daughter... Mrs. Diana Greengrass, she gradually and weakly opened her eyes.

"Mom...Mom..." Astoria on the side kept calling her.

"... Astoria, is that you..." Mrs. Greenglass murmured, "Is it really you, my daughter... Praise Mystra, you are still alive... "

Soon, her words became a little incoherent, and even a little hysterical: "... Or, this is just my hallucination... I can no longer feel the cold of the dementor... Astoria, my daughter , I’m here to accompany you, right…”

"No...Mom...no..." The poor girl shook her head desperately: "I'm still alive...you're still alive...I'm here to see you..."

While talking, she choked up.

With the help of the patron saint, the influence of the dementors on Mrs. Greengrass disappeared little by little.

She also gradually regained her senses...

Raising a hand with some difficulty, she lightly brushed her daughter's face——

"It's true!" There was a bit of excitement in the mother's weak voice, and she tremblingly called her daughter's name: "Astoria..."

"Mother!"

The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly and cried together.

...

"Only two months?" Diana Greengrass smiled weakly: "Why do I feel... I have been on this island for ten years..."

While talking, she gently touched Astoria's face... as if in front of her was a precious and fragile treasure, and she didn't even want to take her eyes off it.

Astoria nodded silently, just clasped her mother's other hand tightly with both hands, sobbing, unable to speak.

Seemingly hesitating for a moment, Mrs. Greengrass asked softly: "The blood curse...the blood curse on you..."

"...Did he solve it for you?" Her voice became frightened and trembling.

"Yes!" Astoria nodded without hesitation: "My blood curse has been lifted...Mom, I have never been so healthy!"

Mrs. Greengrass seemed to let out a long sigh of relief, but soon, she sighed heavily again...

"It seems that I was wrong... I was wrong..." She lowered her voice, shook her head, and said, "Astoria, my daughter, your stupid mother, her ridiculous arrogance and prejudice , almost killed you..."

"Mom..." Astoria cried and shook his head, and said, "How long will you stay on this terrible island..."

"Don't cry..." Mrs. Greengrass took the initiative to help her daughter wipe away her tears, and then she smiled and shook her head: "If you cry like this, you won't be pretty anymore..."

However, she did not directly answer her daughter's question.

...

And on the other side of the wall—

Jon Hart took the initiative to walk into the cell, and then he could clearly see the owner of the cell: Lucius Malfoy.

Before that, Jon had never met Mr. Malfoy once...but in the "Daily Prophet", he had witnessed the other party's honor many times.

As a member of an ancient, wealthy and influential pure-blood wizard family, Mr. Malfoy in the photo has always been dressed in an elegant and "gentlemanly" manner... But now, that former "demeanor" has completely disappeared. .

Messy pale golden hair, like a bird's nest, shabby prison uniform, and a sickly pale complexion... everything reveals that Mr. Malfoy's life on this isolated island is quite bad.

The patron saint is still by Astoria's side... Listening to the voice over there, Mrs. Greengrass seems to have awakened, and now is not the time to summon it.

For Jon himself, when using "Occlumency" to strictly control his thinking, as long as he does not come into contact with dementors very close, he will not be greatly affected... But if you want to have a relationship with Malfoy Mr. exchange some, this is definitely not acceptable.

After thinking for a moment, Jon snapped his fingers.

Then, a big bright red bird appeared in the cell and came to him.

Fox looked around with some displeasure. Obviously, creatures like dementors also made her feel quite uncomfortable.

Jon nodded to Fox, and then stretched out a hand under Phoenix's right eye... Phoenix seemed to use a lot of strength, and forced out a tear, which fell on Jon's hand.

Bending down and pressing Mr. Malfoy's jaw, Jon dripped the tear into the other's mouth.

The effect was almost immediate—

After only a few seconds, Lucius Malfoy's eyelids moved.

Then, he shivered involuntarily.

"Cold...cold...cold..." Mr. Malfoy said tremblingly.

"Incendio!" Jon waved his wand without hesitation.

At the same time, he took out a ring from his pocket and put it on his right little finger.

...

As a ball of flames enveloped Mr. Malfoy, the other party's condition seemed to be much better. Although he was still very weak, he at least regained consciousness.

"You are..." He glanced weakly at the uninvited guest in front of him.

"It's just an intruder who happened to pass by!" The stranger said with a smile, and then he glanced at the name on the door plate: "By the way, Mr. Malfoy... I just overheard your sleep talk."

"Talking?" Lucius Malfoy could not help but shudder: "What did I say?"

"You seem to be pleading with the Dark Lord, telling him that your son cannot fulfill his order..." The other party said calmly: "Your son? Is it Draco Malfoy? Speaking of which, in a sense , I have a pretty good relationship with him!"

Seeing the change in Mr. Malfoy's face, the other party added: "Don't worry, I'm not from the Ministry of Magic!"

Lucius Malfoy looked at the other party suspiciously, as if he didn't quite believe his words: "...you are... Dumbledore's..."

"You mean... Albus Dumbledore?" There was a gloomy smile on the other party's face: "Don't worry! No one hates him more than us."

Malfoy noticed that the other party used "we" instead of "I".

"By the way, Mr. Malfoy!" The other party didn't have any entanglement on this issue, he seemed to ask casually: "I heard that under the order of the Dark Lord, the Ministry of Magic once released a batch of Death Eaters... so I was surprised to see you still on this island..."

There was a wry smile on Mr. Malfoy's face: "The Dark Lord thinks... letting me stay in Azkaban... will give Draco and my son greater motivation..."

"That is to say... your master has abandoned you?" The other party exposed the fact without any politeness.

Lucius Malfoy opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"Then...in that case..." The other party still said unhurriedly: "Mr. Malfoy, are you interested in changing your allegiance to a wizard?"

"Change your allegiance to a wizard?" Lucius Malfoy couldn't help but frown.

No matter how badly he was affected by the dementors, he was enough to realize that the young wizard in front of him seemed a bit unusual.

"You mean..." he asked in a low voice.

"I don't know if there is any information about you being locked up in Azkaban..." The other party said with a smile: "But you can wait for your wife and son to confirm with them when they visit next time... After all, it is already It's Christmas break!"

"...the whole European Ministry of Magic is trying their best to cover up and prevent the spread!" The voice of the other party suddenly became low and gloomy: "That is... the tower of Nurmengard, which has collapsed!"