Vol 2 Chapter 380: Counterattack of the Dark Lord

　　 pulled open the lion-eagle-headed knocker on the door. After a few months, Jon broke into the principal's office again.
　　 At this time, the principal’s office is as lively as a vegetable market.
　　 As Jon knew before, whenever Principal Albus Dumbledore was not in his office...For the portraits on the wall, they lost their restraints, and they were happy like New Year.
　　 And this is the case tonight.
　　 Since the "phantom curse" on his body has not been lifted, when Fox took Jon into the principal's office, the principals in the portrait only noticed the phoenix.
　　 "Oh, Merlin's beard... how did this stupid bird come back?" Principal Phineas-Black's sharp and loud voice suddenly sounded: "Isn't it Dumbledore returning early?"
"Then I have to go to the Ministry of Magic quickly... Albus asked me to help him contact Dirk Creswell, the head of the Fairy Liaison Office before he returns..." The voice of a slightly older witch suddenly sounded .
　　 Then, there was another sound of bridge collapse.
　　 "I have to take a trip to the International Federation of Wizards..."
　　 "I won't fight anymore, I will go to the Magic Congress of the United States now!"
　　 The chirping sound keeps ringing...
　　……
　　 So when Jon lifted the "phantom spell" on his body, the eyes of the entire wall were on him. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https://
　　 At the same time, the movements of these principals and heads also came to an abrupt end.
　　 "Hart, why are you!" Principal Phineas Black couldn't help frowning and asked: "A few days ago, Dumbledore said you were in Albania..."
　　 "Yes, I was in Albania at the time, but I'm back now!" Jon smiled and nodded to the principals in the portrait.
　　 "Did Dumbledore bring you back...should he be here soon, too?" a shriveled and old witch quickly asked.
　　 "No." Jon shook his head: "I came back by myself... Isn't Professor Dumbledore not in school? Fox told me just now..."
　　 Before Jon's words were finished, the entire principal's office was plunged into a sea of ​​joy.
　　 "Go on!" On a portrait on the left hand side, the witches and wizards on it began to rearrange the bridge that had been scattered.
　　 "I think I should continue, I almost won just now!"
　　 "Chris, you idiot, it was over just now, what are you talking about?"
　　The rest of the principals, besides those playing bridge, there were fencing duels over there, as well as loud singing...The whole principal's office was in chaos.
"Everyone has been too busy during this time!" Looking at Jon's confused expression, Principal Dairis-Derwent explained with a smile: "It's hard to get Albus not here today, there is a chance to relax... "
　　 "Because of a mysterious person?" Jon asked softly.
　　 "Yes... Recently, the activities of Riddle and his followers have increased again..."
　　 Principal Dalys-Derwent was only half-talking, and the door of the principal’s office was opened with a "bang".
　　 The office that was as noisy as a vegetable market just now became quiet again.
　　Because Albus Dumbledore had already appeared at the door, his blue eyes with half-moon glasses scanned the office, then blinked slightly.
　　 The bridge principals twisted their butts and tried to block the table... But since they were all too skinny, they were just futile.
"Ah... Jon." Dumbledore turned around and coughed slightly, pretending not to see everything here just now: "Fox told me that you are back at Hogwarts, so I rushed back too. ..."
　　……
　　 Within a few minutes, the "chaotic" portraits returned to normal at an extremely fast speed.
　　 Whether it is the principal who plays bridge, the principal who sings, or the principal of the fencing duel... they all put away their props, and began to close their eyes on the portrait as usual.
　　 Jon was a little flattered when he heard Professor Dumbledore rushing back for himself.
　　 "What are you up to lately, Professor?" He quickly asked: "Principal Derwent told me that the activities of the Death Eaters are becoming more frequent?" New 81 Chinese website updated the fastest mobile terminal: https:/
"Yes." Dumbledore sat behind his desk and turned out a purple cushion, a very comfortable bench, motioning Jon to sit on it: "There have been many attacks in the last month... "
　　 "But I didn't see anything in the newspaper..." Jon frowned.
　　 Some time ago, even though he was in the Balkans, he had been paying close attention to news from the British side...I would collect some newspapers from this side to read carefully.
"Amelia (referring to Minister of Magic Amelia Bones) prevented the Daily Prophet from publishing these news, and she also asked my opinion on this." Dumbledore explained calmly: " Because Tom did this decades ago, causing panic and panic by creating a large number of attacks... Let us mess up and put everyone at risk."
"Most are Muggle attacks~EbookFREE.me~ After a pause, Dumbledore continued, and at the same time he took a deep look at Jon: "It is reported that Eastleigh of Southampton Lu was also attacked by Death Eaters, but there were no Muggle casualties that time..."
　　 "Eastley Road?" Jon murmured, and he couldn't help but shudder.
　　 Fortunately, I had the foresight to let my parents move to France, otherwise... the consequences would be disastrous!
　　 But more importantly, why did the Death Eaters attack there... just a coincidence? But as Slughorn said, did Voldemort and the Death Eaters really focus on themselves?
Dumbledore did not notice the strange look on Jon’s face. He continued to describe the attack: "In addition to the Muggles, one of our friends was killed... Dedalo-Dago, he was in Bard. The village of Le-Barberton was attacked by three Death Eaters... and was eventually killed!"
　　 "I'm sorry..." Jon said quickly, looking at Dumbledore's low expression.
　　 The two men mourned for a moment.
　　 After thinking about it, Jon still said softly, "By the way, Professor... I received a letter today?"
　　 "Letter?" Dumbledore gave him a curious look.
　　 Simply, Jon forwarded what Daphne had told him in the letter to Dumbledore.
　　 "Horace...Horace asked Miss Greengrass to tell you that it was the Death Eaters who knew Christopher Patrick was actually you?" Dumbledore's face suddenly became serious.