The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

"What did you say?" Mr. Eric Hart shouted subconsciously, "Your school principal, will you be visiting your home tonight?"

"Yes!" Jon nodded honestly.

"Oh, God!" Eric exclaimed. "Why didn't you tell us sooner?"

"I just got the notification too..." Jon said with a wry smile.

Eric couldn't help rubbing a cross with his hands, and while thinking, he asked, "I remember I heard Dr. Granger say that your principal seems to be a very famous wizard?"

"That's right!" Jon nodded again: "He should be one of the most famous wizards in the British Isles, and even in Europe in this century!"

"The wizarding Tim Berners-Lee, John Lennon or Winston Churchill?"

"more or less!"

"Amen...I said son..." Eric quietly lowered his tone: "You shouldn't have done something at school, right?"

"Of course..." Jon said somewhat against his will, "No."

"That's good." Eric sighed in relief.

"You think Jon is the same as you?" Judy came out of the kitchen, she had heard the conversation between the father and son, and said to Jon with a smile: "Your father was a troublemaker when he was studying. Lampington, he breaks the curfew at least five times a month..."

"Hey!" Eric smiled: "Your mother is a good girl. When she married me, the old professors in Newnham were shocked. How could she be with my notorious troublemaker? It's gone!"

"Jon is like me since he was a child, very good!" Judy snorted coldly, but continued to ask her son: "Your principal...Professor Dumble..."

"It's Professor Dumbledore..." Jon corrected quickly.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore... come over at seven o'clock, he may have dinner with us, right? Does he have any preferences for food?"

"Uh, I think..." Jon thought seriously for a moment: "He should prefer fish and chips!"

...

On July 15th, it seems that the days are like a year.

I don't know how long it took before the sun gradually went down... Glancing at the shattering setting sun, Jon looked at his watch, it was 6:55 now.

"How will Professor Dumbledore come here?" Judy also asked nervously, "On the flying carpet?"

"Should come in through the door!" Jon whispered, glancing at the long-welded fireplace in the living room.

As early as five years ago, the family switched to an electric fireplace, and the fireplace in the living room was abandoned as a result.

I can only hope that Professor Dumbledore doesn't use the Floo network...

The minute hand of the watch pointed to twelve, and almost at the same time, the street lights outside the window suddenly went out.

Jon leaned closer to the window, squinting at the sidewalk outside the door; he saw a tall figure in a long cloak walking toward Number Eighty-six.

Jon reacted quickly, waving at his parents while whispering, "Here he is!"

Eric and Judy rushed to make final preparations.

A few seconds later, there was a crisp knock on the door.

"Hello, who?" Eric's voice was calm and polite.

"I'm the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore!" A deep voice came from outside the door: "Is this Mr. Jon Hart's house?"

"Oh, please wait!" Eric hurried to the door

"Professor Dumbledore!" After opening the door, he eagerly shook the guest's hand: "It is an honor for you to come to the humble house, I have long admired your name, and a friend of mine told me that you are the most accomplished in this century in Europe. Outstanding wizard!"

"Oh, so... Mr. Hart!" Albus Dumbledore looked surprised.

"My friend, Mr. Wendell Granger, his daughter is a senior in your school..." Eric explained with a smile: "Their family speaks highly of you!"

While speaking, Eric raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Come in quickly, Professor Dumbledore!"

"Thank you very much!" Professor Dumbledore bowed gently: "But your evaluation of me just now is really too much."

He walked into the living room, and Jon hurriedly greeted him: "Hello, professor!"

At the same time he placed the mat on the sofa where Professor Dumbledore was about to sit.

"Thank you..." Professor Dumbledore smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Good evening, Jon, how was your summer vacation?"

"Awesome, Professor...except that you can't use magic!" Jon replied with a grin and a grin.

"To be honest, I also think that the Law on Reasonable Restraining of Underage Wizards is too harsh in some respects!" Professor Dumbledore nodded solemnly: "But it is usually necessary... ...Thank you, ma'am."

When he said the last sentence, Professor Dumbledore stood up and took a cup of black tea brought by Judy.

"Professor Dumbledore, this is the best Sri Lankan Uwa tea!" Judy said, "If you prefer green tea, milk tea or cocktail tea, just wait a moment!"

"No... no need!" Professor Dumbledore shook his head: "That's good!"

"Do you need some dessert then?" Judy continued. "A scones, mousse, or a piece of birthday cake?"

Of course Judy didn't just give Professor Dumbledore fish and chips, as Jon said.

"Birthday Cake?"

"Today is my birthday, Professor!" Jon said honestly.

"Oh, is it?" Dumbledore was obviously a little surprised: "I'm sorry for disturbing your birthday party...and I haven't brought you a birthday present!"

"No, no, it's his best birthday present if you can come to the humble house to give him personal guidance!" Eric quickly agreed.

"You're too kind, Mrs. Hart!" Before he could respond to Eric's words, Dumbledore saw Judy come over with a large plate of dessert.

The old wizard snapped his fingers, and the plate of dessert was released from Judy's hand, and then flew safely to the coffee table in front of them.

Jon was keenly aware that the expressions on his parents' faces were a little different... Although they already knew the existence of magic, they really hadn't really seen magic a few times. But they remained as calm as possible.

"Well, thank you very much for your hospitality!" Dumbledore added quickly: "But there's really no need to be so polite!"

...

Eric and Judy both sat on the sofa across from Professor Dumbledore, while Jon took a small bench and sat beside them.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Eric asked first: "I still don't quite understand your intentions. Did Jon make some mistakes in the school?"

Judy on the side also asked worriedly: "Yeah, Jon has been very well-behaved since he was a child and never made trouble... Did he make a mistake?"

"Wrong?" Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile: "Of course not, Mr. and Mrs. Hart, in fact Jon did very well at school..."

"...His final exam results were the first in the school, and almost all teachers praised him, even an extremely strict dean, and of course, including me..."

"In fact, there are hardly any students in the whole of Hogwarts who work harder than him...I saw him use the Petrification Charm once in the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam, it must have been practiced thousands of times and even After tens of thousands of times, many sixth- and seventh-grade students can't do this!"

Jon was stunned. He didn't expect that Professor Dumbledore would give him such a high rating, and he didn't seem to be polite.

Eric and Judy looked at each other, and there was a deep surprise in their eyes:

"But I still don't quite understand..." Eric asked cautiously.

"There's no rule that you can't make a home visit to a very good student, right?" Dumbledore blinked slightly.

However, his expression gradually became serious: "Of course, Mr. Hart... You may not understand that the magical world is very big, there are many temptations, and many true geniuses are likely to be strayed into by temptation. Go astray, so you can't extricate yourself from it..."

"I'm sorry, but I've seen such tragedies happen several times...especially when a wizard with real talent has no elders who understand magic to discipline..." Dumbledore was apologetic. Said: "Although a bit abrupt, I'm sorry, you don't really understand our world!"

Eric and Judy heard Dumbledore's words, and their eyes grew a little more worried.

"Jon has been a good and sensible boy since he was a child, he won't..." Judy muttered to herself in a small voice.

"Don't worry so much..." Dumbledore laughed again: "This is just an alarmist talk by a crazy old man, hahaha!"

Eric and Judy also forced out awkward smiles.

...

They chatted together for about an hour.

Albus Dumbledore is a very easy-going person, and even with the Harts, who don't understand magic at all, he can still chat happily.

It was a quarter past eight, and Dumbledore had just finished telling a "goat smashes wizard's nose" joke, and then he stood up.

"Are you leaving, Professor Dumbledore?" Jon's parents quickly stood up.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little later and have an appointment!" Dumbledore said apologetically.

Jon couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this tense "home visit" is finally coming to an end!

"However, I have another presumptuous request!" Dumbledore suddenly bent down and looked at Jon: "I hope Jon can walk with me and help me a little in the next few days!"

Jon was as if he was looking into the basilisk's eyes indirectly, and the whole person was fixed there.

"I suppose you wouldn't mind, would you?" Dumbledore winked at him.