Vol 3 Chapter 507: Special Correspondent of the Phoenix Order

"Come in, Miss Granger!"
Miss Hermione Granger only felt a slight tremor in her body when she heard the familiar voice not far in front of her.
Subconsciously, she stretched out her hand and gently pushed the badger-headed knocker on the oak door; then only a creak was heard, and the principal's office door opened.
After walking a few steps forward, she looked around unnaturally-the sleeping former headmasters, beautiful and luxuriant phoenix perches, and the delicate silver pieces on the wall portraits instrument……
The layout of the principal's office is almost exactly the same as when I came here last time, without any change.
It's just that the person sitting on the principal's bench is no longer the former principal Albus Dumbledore.
Jon Hart was sitting there, he was wearing an elegant black magic robe with golden stars dotted with gold stars, which made him look more mature than his actual age.
Taking off the stolen pointed wizard hat, Jon raised his head and said gently, "Good afternoon!"
His voice is far less loud than Principal Dumbledore's usual, but like Dumbledore's voice, it is involuntary and creates a sense of trust.
"You... hello... Joan..." Hermione stammered, "Oh...no...Principal Hart..."
For some reason, she just feels very uncomfortable all over her body now.
...
"You seem a little nervous?" Jon Hart smiled and stretched lazily on the bench. "If you are not used to the previous address, you should continue to call me Jon."
"Okay, Jon." Hermione sighed visibly, with a smile on her face.
"Sit down!" Jon pointed to the position in front of him, where Horace Slughorn had been sitting just now.
"This world is amazing, isn't it?" Hermione sat down carefully, then pondered her words, looked at Jon again, and said, "It's amazing..."
"Yes." Jon nodded, thoughtfully: "There are often some unexpected accidents."
"How are you feeling... in that position..." Hermione asked tentatively, and at the same time stretched out a finger and pointed behind Jon.
"To be honest, it's a lot of pressure... But many times, I have fun!" Jon replied with a relaxed face.
Hermione's mouth twitched slightly, she didn't know what to say. But she quickly remembered the conversation she had "overheard" before:
"Sorry...I just overheard the conversation between you and Professor Slughorn..."
"Yes, as you just heard, Professor Horace Slughorn is not that trustworthy..." Jon responded calmly.
"Could it be that as the rumors say, he was a Death Eater before?" Hermione looked shocked: "And you just...seems to threaten him..."
"In a sense, yes." Jon nodded without hesitation: "Slaghorn is not trustworthy, but by his nature, he will definitely be on our side at this time..."
Hermione took a deep breath, then looked directly at Jon: "Jon... I just feel... you have changed a lot..."
"...Or, I don't know the real you at all...between us, we have never been good friends...right..."
The scene fell into a somewhat embarrassing silence.
"Sorry, Hermione." Jon spread his hands, then said, "We better get back to business!"
...
"Yes, I brought her!" Hermione Granger said, obviously she understood Jon's intention to call her over.
He then took out a sealed small glass jar from her schoolbag.
"I don't know, how did you know about this... are you really a prophet... nonsense, predictions are obviously deceptive!" said Hermione, waving the glass jar at him.
There were a few branches and leaves in the glass jar, as well as a large, stout beetle; the markings around the beetle's antennae were almost exactly the same as the ugly glasses that Rita Skeeter wore in Jon's memory.
"You won't let her run away?" Hermione asked, "If I let her out."
While talking, Hermione opened the seal of the glass jar.
"There is no doubt." Jon replied without hesitation: "This is my place."
The big chubby beetle flew out of the jar like crazy. It flew toward the window first, but only halfway through the way, Phoenix Fox had already sprang out of the perch and blocked her way. .
The beetle in desperation can only change back into a human form.
Rita Skeeter, her exquisite, weirdly curly hair is now messy, and she is still wearing the iconic pair of jewel-studded glasses; from her expression, she is very Annoyed.
"Miss, perfect!" The female reporter roared very angrily: "I don't understand, the transaction between us obviously ended more than a year ago..."
"But you violated the rules of Hogwarts!" Hermione replied clearly and well-founded: "You were forbidden to enter Hogwarts, but you secretly appeared here again..."
"That was Dumbledore's rule... and Dumbledore... has..." the female reporter argued weakly.
"Actually, Miss Skeeter." A voice interrupted the conversation between the two women: "It's me who invited you here!"
"Oh..." Rita Skeeter turned her head and glanced at Jon. Her lipstick mouth could not help but grow up. She interrupted Jon's words slightly hysterically: "Hogwarts The new principal of Jon Hart... and Miss Perfect... This is big news!"
Jon waved his hand, and a piece of tape came out from nowhere, and it accurately sealed Rita Skeeter's big mouth.
"Now, can you listen to me, Miss Skeeter?" Jon's voice remained unchanged.
Rita Skeeter first made a howl like a pig, and finally nodded her head~EbookFREE.me~ Hermione could not help but lower her head first, and heard Rita Skeeter's Howling, and couldn't help but laugh.
"This is the situation. I want to invite you to become a special correspondent for the Order of the Phoenix!"
PS1: When I first watched "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix", I always thought the contents were too trivial; you said the evidence of Voldemort's return is so obvious, and a group of high-level officials in the Ministry of Magic are still covering their covers , By the way, suppress the Order of the Phoenix... Is this reality? Is it like the actions of a group of political elites?
Looking back now, it is too realistic... Aunt Luo is truly British, and the writing is really authentic [吃瓜][吃瓜][吃瓜]
PS2: The administrator of the "big library in the backstreet", I hope I call on everyone to show their hearts to the characters. Astoria is very close to the fourth-magnitude star; and if anyone has a suitable character portrait Picture, you can quietly send me to change the character avatar.
Above, sorry to interrupt! (This paragraph is not counted in words)
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