Chapter 253: Is your father okay?

To be honest, Jon was not bothered by what he saw at the Broken Cauldron Bar.
In fact, Aberforth Dumbledore’s words were quickly forgotten.
With the advent of December, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and Jon feels the pressure of the "Dolores Support Club" is great...
Mainly because as Christmas approaches, the prefects of Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy are getting more and more onerous.
They will be responsible for overseeing the decoration of the castle under the interference of Pepigui; they must also watch the first and second graders who must stay indoors because of the cold and rain between classes; and work shifts with the castle administrator, Mr. Argus Filch Walk around in the corridor, because Filch suspects that as the festival approaches, fighting may increase...
Therefore, they obviously cannot continue to contribute too much to the organization.
Jon, who had lost his two right-hand men, had to rely on silly big men like Crabbe and Gore, or a low-eyed lady like Selwyn; to monitor Harry Potter and his companions, Illegal gatherings are becoming more frequent in schools.
Senior Investigator Dolores Umbridge is now becoming more irritable, especially because of the existence of the three new teachers of Scamander, Hagrid and Filch (Umbridge is very disgusted by them ).
Fortunately, she trusts Christoph Patrick and the "Dolores Support Club".
Jon is already considering that he has to find a suitable opportunity to sell another..., the "Dumbledore's Army", for a good price; to consolidate his status as the "top dog" in Umbridge.
Of course, you have to discuss with Professor Dumbledore in advance.
...
Astoria Greengrass has been in bad shape recently.
She is sick.
It may be because there are too many things to worry about: I am worried about Umbridge’s revenge, but whether my mother will be imprisoned in Azkaban, or whether Jon’s fake identity will be discovered...
She stayed in the school hospital for the penultimate week of the Christmas holiday.
Her sister Daphne Greengrass asked for leave and stayed with her for a while...
It was so difficult for Jon to visit her too often, so he could only go through Selwyn to get a little bit of her situation.
"She looks terrible! Her face is pale and she has a fever..." Tiffany Selwyn said, "I heard that her mother is going to Wiesengamao to be tried by the Ministry of Magic on the second day of the Christmas holiday... ...And she broke down before then."
No matter how impatient Jon was, there was nothing to do.
Fortunately, two days before the start of the Christmas holiday, Astoria was finally discharged from the hospital.
In the astronomy class, Jon found an opportunity and approached her quietly:
"Are you OK……"
"It's okay..." Astoria smiled reluctantly, although the smile was still weak: "Don't worry about me..."
"Can you give me a hand, Astoria... I will use the telescope here!" Selwyn's voice came from behind him untimely.
"Okay..." Astoria had to step aside and walk to the telescope on the other side.
Selwyn saw her not paying attention, and whispered to Jonhui: "Christopher, I found a breakthrough... Marietta Ekmore of Ravenclaw, I heard her and Others boasted that she also rallied with Potter's gang... Her mother was Mrs. Ekmo of the Magic Traffic Division Flyway Network Administration, and the boss was my father. Perhaps I could force her to tell the truth. ..."
"Sounds great!" Jon was slightly bored, but he still concealed it well: "But I want to wait until after Christmas...Let Potter and the rest spend this Christmas safely!"
"Then Christopher, are you interested in going to Selwyn Manor for Christmas?" Selwyn suddenly invited, and she smiled: "There is a Christmas ball for a pure-blood family, and most pure-blood families will participate. ..."
"I'm very happy." Jon said stiffly, "but I think I have to accompany my aunt, it's rare to come to England to spend Christmas!"
"Then I'm sorry!" Selwyn replied somewhat disappointedly: "I hope that Ms. Bagshot is in good health. She is one of the few living fossil-level witches left in the British magical world!"
"Well, thank you!"
...
In the evening, Jon checked the materials in the restricted area of ​​the library for a long time.
Until Mrs. Pins drove people with the feather duster, she yelled at Jon angrily: "It's almost nine o'clock, even if you have Professor Umbridge behind you, you have to leave this for me... "
"I'm sorry!" Jon quickly closed the last book and handed it to Mrs. Pins.
Mrs. Pins glanced at the book in her hand with some disdain, and she muttered: "Another black magic lover!"
But Jon had already walked out of the library.
The Hogwarts corridor at night looks a little gloomy... from time to time there is a ghost floating around, making people feel creepy.
Jon couldn't help speeding up his pace and walked to the basement.
"Stop!" A boy with the prefect's badge came in from the sloping corridor and grabbed Jon's sleeve.
He glanced at the emblem on Jon's chest first, and then looked excited and shouted:
"A junior Slytherin, are you a friend of Draco Malfoy... Haha, you violated the curfew!"
Jon glanced at the opponent's fiery red hair, and recognized his identity through the flames: "I think for the fourth grade students, the curfew is nine o'clock, and now it is two minutes away from nine o'clock!"
"Your watch is five minutes slower!" Ron Weasley said unreasonably, "Let me think...Is it punished you to be confined or to copy sentences..."
"Who is there?" Another voice came from the far side of the corridor. It was the voice of Draco Malfoy, his wand gleaming.
"Haha, Christophe... why are you mixing up with the Weasleys, aren't they dirty?" Draco Malfoy took a few steps closer and laughed after seeing it clearly.
"Malfoy, your friend violated the curfew law!" Ron Weasley said unceremoniously.
"Then you can't take care of it, Weasley!" Draco Malfoy pulled Jon over and saw the angry expression on Ron's face, he said unceremoniously: "Do you think Fighting?"
The footsteps of Crabbe and Gore had already passed from Malfoy's previous position.
The two of them quickly stood beside Jon and Malfoy, and the four stood in a row.
Looking at the four people in front of him, Ron Weasley's face changed slightly. He stepped back and muttered, "Good luck this time!"
"Wait!" Jon looked at Ron calmly and asked, "You are Ron Weasley!"
"Of course!" Draco Malfoy said first: "It's the thoroughbred traitor Weasley family... His father is the Arthur Weiss who fools around with Muggles and Mudbloods every day. Lai!"
"Arthur Weasley?" Jon seemed attracted by the name. He looked at Ron and asked, "Your father, how is he healthy?"
"What do you mean?" Ron seemed to understand this sentence as a mockery~EbookFREE.me~ He was trembling with anger.
"No, I'm sincerely asking... Is your father's health okay?" Jon asked again, with a very serious tone.
"Awesome, you don't need to worry about it!" Ron snorted coldly.
"If I were you, I wouldn't use such a certain tone." Jon said again, without any irony or humiliation in his tone:
"If I were you, I would write a letter to your father now to confirm his life is in danger!"
"Insane..." Ron Weasley cursed, and then started walking backwards.
"Would you like to beat him up, Draco?" Crabhuen asked gruffly.
Draco Malfoy looked at Jon with questioning diffraction.
"No need..." Jon said calmly, "Let's go back to the Slytherin common room!"