Chapter 141: An empty office

At 6:55 pm, Jon Hart came to the door of Professor Dumbledore's office again.
This is already the third Sunday after Halloween, and it is also his third "confinement" in the principal's office.
The familiar ugly stone monster was still lying at the door of the office, asleep.
"Hello...milk toffee!" Jon called it.
"The password has been changed, and it's now'lemon lollipop'!" The stone monster said while yawning.
"Oh, ok...lemon lollipop..." Jon nodded.
The stone monster stepped aside and waited for Jon to walk over, then fell asleep again.
While standing on the escalator, Jon wondered what was needed for this confinement?
In the first confinement, Dumbledore took Jon to recall the story of the first time he saw Nick LeMay and followed LeMay to discover a Ukrainian iron belly dragon's lair; and the second confinement, that is On Sunday, Dumbledore took out a memory of his old friend Newt Scamander in 1927, when Mr. Scamander went to Paris to complete Dumbledore’s mission and encountered a stranger named The Mysterious Circus of the Coffee Museum...
What about this time?
Curious Jon pushed open the door of the Oval Office.
...
The noisy inside is almost like coming to a vegetable market.
The sound came from the wall full of portraits of the principal.
On the topmost portrait, two principals are fighting with wands, as if fighting; in the far right portrait, a bald male principal is letting go of singing. The singing deep into the soul makes people shudder; and in a portrait on the lower floor, the four principals gathered together, chirping and playing bridge...
For a moment, Jon even wondered if he had gone the wrong way.
"Oh ha ha ha, our great, Hogwarts warrior is here!" A sharp irony came from the left and right of Jon.
Jon turned his head and looked around, and found Principal Phineas Black, looking at him gleefully.
"Hello, Headmaster Black!" Jon bent slightly and bowed to him.
"Next Tuesday will be the first project. May Merlin bless you brat so that you will not be bullied by that big guy too badly!" Phineas Black smirked.
"Can you ask, where is Professor Dumbledore?" Jon asked softly.
"Albus went to Kampala!" A silver-haired witch rushed over and kicked Phineas Black aside: "I went to an important meeting of the International Federation of Magicians. He was tonight. Will never come back!"
"Hello, Principal Derwent!" Jon also bowed to her.
The silver-haired witch Daris Devonte also waved her magic wand to the sky in return.
"Then I should go back and come back another day?" Jon asked tentatively.
"Of course, let's go... Don't bother..." Phineas Black got up and shouted busy.
"Shut up!" Principal Derwent glared at him coldly, and then turned around and said to Jon in a pleasant manner: "Of course you can choose to leave, but you can also stay and play. It is rare that Albus is not in the office. We have time to party!"
"Carnival..." Jon glanced at the principals on the wall who were dueling, making noise, and playing bridge, and curled his lips: "Sure enough!"
He walked a few steps in, and saw the bright red phoenix resting on the perch.
"Fox?" Jon greeted softly.
Phoenix Fox raised his head slightly, it nodded to Jon, and then glanced at the wall full of portraits with disgust.
Jon continued to wander around Dumbledore's office, observing the silverware and other magic items.
But he didn't touch anything that was very interesting.
When he came to the meditation basin, Phineas Black's familiar voice suddenly sounded from one side:
"The principal's books are hidden in the bookcase under that stupid bird!" Phineas Black said proudly: "You can go and look through it when you are free!"
"Can you flip it casually?" Jon asked in surprise.
"Albus is not the kind of stingy person!" Phineas-Black gave him a blank look: "Besides, he is not the only one who hides the books in there!"
"Thank you!" Jon quickly said gratefully.
...
Jon slowly approached the bookcase under Fox.
When he walked to the bookcase, Phoenix let out an unpleasant scream, gave him a vicious look, and then flew to another perch, continuing to close his eyes and rest.
Jon breathed a sigh of relief and gently opened the bookcase.
The space inside was much larger than Jon had imagined. There were at least a few hundred books, which were placed on various bookshelves in different categories.
Jon picked up the most conspicuous one at random. At first glance, the title of the book was "Traps and Locks, A Guide to Unlocking Techniques"-Jon was taken aback, what the hell, could it be that the principal was coming to Hogwarts in his previous life Are you a thief?
Throwing away the last one, Jon picked up another "Annotations on Ancient Rune Phonetic Symbols", and turned two pages casually, and he was confused; Jon was only at the very beginning of learning Rune. At this stage, the content of such in-depth research cannot be understood at all.
He picked up the third, a weird book with a brown and black leather surface...
Seeing the title of the book, Jon was stunned-"The Secret of Cutting-edge Black Magic".
"This shouldn't be fishing..." Jon thought secretly.
At the same time, he secretly glanced at his surroundings. The principals were still playing bridge and duels were still fighting. Only the soul singer seemed to be tired of singing, or being gagged by others, and could no longer sing.
No one pays attention to themselves.
Jon thinks it is better to be safe.
He did not open the "Cutting-edge Black Magic Revealed", but brought it to Principal Dalys-Dwent.
"Principal Derwent." Jon put on a panic expression: "There is a book about black magic here!"
"What's wrong with the black magic?" Dalys-Derwent glanced at him lazily: "If you want to deal with the black magic, you must first understand it; otherwise, what do you use to deal with it..."
"Yeah!" Phineas Black also came over: "The strength of power does not depend on its own, but its owner!"
"For example, some witches never use black magic, but they are more frightening than the most vicious black wizard..." He couldn't help adding.
"I think what are you alluding to, Black?" Dalys-Derwent turned her head.
"I didn't say anything, Dalys..." Phineas Black rushed to another portrait quickly.
"You stop me!"
The two principals chased each other ~EbookFREE.me~ and escaped Jon's sight.
Jon glanced at them dumbfoundingly, and then at the brown black book in his hand.
"Since I have said so..."
He gently opened "The Secret of Cutting-edge Black Magic" in his hand.
Sure enough, it was cutting-edge black magic, and Jon turned page by page--
He saw nine ways to make a corpse; how to use the drill spell to make your target the most painful; several measures to avoid being attacked when raising a basilisk...
Jon didn't even dare to look more, just glanced roughly and turned to the next page.
And... Jon couldn't help frowning:
"The eleventh chapter, the manufacturing method and use skills of the Horcrux!"