Vol 2 Chapter 376: Headmistress, alchemist and saint

"Blood curse?" Mrs. Olim-Maxim's voice suddenly increased several times; she frowned and muttered: "Oh, poor girl...Is this really a joke?"
　　
　　 Looking at her like this, she obviously knew the existence of the black magic "Blood Curse"... This made Jon's heart a kind of hope.
　　
　　 "Principal Maxim, what can you do?" Jon asked quickly expectantly.
　　
　　 "Perhaps we should continue to talk about your suspension, Mr. Patrick..." Mrs. Maxim smiled reluctantly and changed the subject: "You said you wanted to apply for a suspension. How long are you going to apply for?"
　　
　　 While talking, she rubbed her forehead with her huge palm...
　　
"Hey!" Jon couldn't help sighing. The hope that had been ignited in his heart before was now shattered: "I don't know... I also hope to return to campus as soon as possible... But I also hope she can Live longer..."
　　
　　 The first goal failed, and his attention quickly shifted to the second goal...Obviously, the longer the "out of school" period is for him, the better, so he used this ambiguous tone.
　　
　　 The "simple" hybrid giantess principal did not doubt his careful thoughts. She nodded gently: "Well, I will write ‘no deadline’ on the time of your suspension application."
　　
　　 As she spoke, she clapped her hands and a blank piece of parchment flew onto the desk in front of her.
　　
　　 Mrs. Olim-Maxim held a magnifying glass in one hand, and in the other hand took out a thick quill pen from somewhere... and then began to write carefully on the parchment.
　　
　　 To be honest, her writing looks a bit funny.
　　
　　 Jon did not smile, of course, but looked at the other party earnestly until the other party completed the "application for suspension of school."
　　
　　Different from the rough appearance, the lines written by Mrs. Maxim in French are very graceful and very comfortable to look at.
　　
　　 After receiving this "application for suspension", Jon's trip to Boothbaton basically successfully completed the goal.
　　
　　 He respectfully bowed to the headmistress: "Thank you for your generosity and understanding, Mrs. Maxim..."
　　
　　 "I hope you come back soon and continue your studies, Mr. Patrick." Putting the magnifying glass into the drawer carefully, Mrs. Maxim said flatly.
　　
　　 "Then I'll leave now." Jon turned around, looked down at the ground, then waved his palm, muttering softly:
　　
　　 "Yugadim Leviosa ()!"
　　
　　 With the help of the floating spell, he jumped up from a raised step more than one meter high.
　　
　　 just as he was going to walk along the bronze gate, back to the corridor, and leave the principal’s office
　　
　　 Mrs. Olim-Maxim’s voice sounded from behind again:
　　
　　 "Wait a minute, Mr. Patrick... Actually, there is really a way!"
　　
　　……
　　
　　 "Is there a way?" Jon was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what the headmistress was saying... Then he reacted.
　　
　　 The expression on Mrs. Maxim's face was a bit hesitant, as if she was thinking whether she should say it.
　　
　　 Controlling the excitement in his heart, Jon tentatively asked: "Principal Maxim, is it about the blood curse...can you tell me something in detail?"
　　
　　 The other party did not respond to his words, the expression on her face was still hesitating.
　　
　　 "If it really works, then an innocent life will be saved..." Jon suppressed his inner emotions and said calmly.
　　
　　 At that moment, Jon even wanted to force her to use Veritaserum or Dementia, and a memory spell on her! However, considering the other party's previous "care" for himself, as well as the mysterious strength of the headmaster of Boothbarton, and the home court located on the top floor of Boothbarton Castle... Jon's reason forced him to give up this idea.
　　
　　 "Have you been at Hogwarts for a year?" The hesitant expression on Mrs. Maxim's face gradually calmed down.
　　
　　 "Yes." Jon said tremblingly.
　　
　　 "Then I think... The Key Keeper at Hogwarts and Professor Ruber Hagrid of the Magical Animal Conservation Course, I think you should know?" Madam Maxim asked coldly.
　　
　　 "Yes... I know..." Jon nodded quickly.
　　
　　 "Then you can ask him!" Mrs. Maxim lowered her head and said.
　　
　　 "Ask Professor Hagrid... about the blood curse?" Jon asked in a dumbfounded voice.
　　
　　 It’s not that he looked down on Hagrid. With his understanding of Hagrid, he deeply doubted whether Hagrid understood the true meaning of this word...
　　
"No, of course not! Don't mention the blood curse to him, he shouldn't understand this..." Mrs. Maxim shook her head quickly, and he said solemnly: "Go and ask him... Ask him about the giantess Freeh De Ufa’s... and her..."
　　
　　 Mrs. Maxim's voice became lower and lower, and Jon had to get closer again to barely hear her.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 Seeing the boy in front of him leave with a solemn expression, Mrs. Olim-Maxim couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
　　
She is happy to give him a little help, but this cannot involve her own interests... In any case, she can't recognize her life experience and blood line to the outside world. That is her greatest weakness, and it will be fatal to her. Blow.
　　
　　 She is just a witch with a big pelvis, nothing more!
　　
　　 Hope Hagrid can give him a little help.
　　
　　 While thinking, Mrs. Maxim lowered her head ~EbookFREE.me~ respectfully toward the portrait on the desk of an old man who looked strange, with pale and dry hair and a scrawny body.
　　
　　 Facing the funder of Boothbarton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the greatest alchemist in the wizarding world, the lord of the Sorcerer's Stone... After his death two years ago, one of the portraits was forever placed on this desk.
　　
　　 "Master Flammel... I'm sorry, I..." Madam Maxim said softly with a little apologetic face.
　　
　　 The old man on the portrait smiled and nodded: "Enough is enough, Olim. You did a good job!"
　　
　　……
　　
　　 The huge rooster statue gave way, and the expression on his face was as proud as ever.
　　
　　 Jon walked out of the principal's office, the expression on his face was very solemn, and he was thinking quickly in his mind.
　　
　　 I didn't notice, he almost ran into the oil painting opposite the principal's office.
　　
　　 "Sorry! Sorry!" he said on his face, then looked up at the painting.
　　
　　 The the oil painting has disappeared, replaced by a piece of burnt ashes.
　　
　　 just when Jon was stunned
　　
　　 A holy and pure soul, rising from the ruins.
　　
　　 The soul of the saint smiled at Jon, and then floated to the sky without looking back!