Vol 3 Chapter 509: Mysterious glass bottle

A golden light flashed, and as Fox left, Principal Jon Hart also turned around; he picked up a silverware on the table and stroked it lightly—
Then, Jon's face began to become a little strange... A more accurate description seemed a bit embarrassing.
"What's wrong?" Hermione Granger also felt that the atmosphere in the principal's office was suddenly a little bit wrong.
The surroundings began to be quiet for an instant, showing a strange silence.
On the wall, the principals and headmasters who were asleep with their heads tilted, whispered to each other...Although the movement was small and hidden, it was enough to make her aware.
"Ahem..." Jon coughed a few times, and the expression on his face changed slightly.
"Miss Granger..." He said with a serious face, "On behalf of Hogwarts and the Order of the Phoenix, thank you for your help in this matter..."
"It's nothing..." The other party's serious expression made Hermione even more confused; she had to reply softly: "But Rita Skeeter is a very..."
Before Hermione could finish speaking, Jon interrupted her a little eagerly: "But I'm sorry, I still have some things to deal with later, so if there is nothing else—"
This rude order to chase away guests made Hermione even more confused.
She had to forget the reminder that she hadn't said, and nodded dumbly: "Okay, then I won't disturb..."
"Goodbye!" The other party obviously won't have any intention to stay, and nodded without hesitation.
With doubts, Miss Hermione Granger turned and walked out... But as she opened the oak door of the principal's office, she suddenly understood something when she saw the person standing behind the door book.
"Hello, Miss Granger!" Astoria Greengrass's expression did not fluctuate, and she greeted her calmly.
Hermione couldn't help but bit her lip. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound.
In the end, she nodded slightly to the other party, and then quickly walked down the spiral staircase like an escape.
"Be careful, Miss Granger." Greengrass' voice came from behind her, and she "kindly" reminded: "Don't go too fast and fall on the steps."
Hearing that voice, Hermione felt even more that she had knocked over the five flavor bottle in her heart...
Not a taste at all!
...
"Good afternoon..." Jon quickly got up from his seat and said at the same time looking at the girl who opened the door.
"Good afternoon, dear headmaster." Astoria blinked and said softly in a strange tone: "You look busy... don't you, I'm sorry to disturb you..."
"I..." Jon said embarrassingly, "I don't know... when will you go back to the school... didn't tell me in advance."
"So you accidentally disturbed your two-person world?" Astoria smiled, circled around Jon, and continued to say in that strange tone:
"I'm sorry to trouble you... So if I visit next time, should I use an owl to send you a letter in advance, Mr. Principal?"
Jon stood there bewildered, not knowing what to say, so he opened his hands with an innocent look.
On the wall, the portraits of the principals and headmasters burst into laughter.
"Don't be kidding, girl...Look at how our poor principal was tossed by you!"
"I can swear... They just held hands and did nothing else."
"Are you picking things on purpose, Phineas...what are you going to swear about..."
"Swear by the only surviving heir of my Black family... well... his reputation..."
Hearing the headmasters and headmasters who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, all kinds of booing over there... Jon had no choice but to continue to look at Astoria innocently.
Astoria chuckled suddenly and laughed.
She took Jon's hand, leaned to his ear, and said softly: "It was all a joke just now!"
Then she kissed Jon on the cheek.
"I'm just using her... to hire Rita Skeeter as a special correspondent for the Order of the Phoenix..." Jon explained at this time: "She can be said to be Rita Skeeter's nemesis..."
At the same time, he kissed the other person on the cheek.
"I don't like her!" Astoria's grinning face suddenly became serious.
"Huh?" Jon was unprepared and was stunned.
"I hate her... Hermione Granger... I don't know why, I hate her very, very much!" Astoria continued solemnly.
"..." Jon hesitated, not knowing how to answer.
"Of course!" Astoria's stern face quickly melted into a smile again: "It has nothing to do with you, Jon... you are the principal after all..."
...
Fortunately, such a dangerous topic did not last long. Astoria Greengrass does not want to discuss too much about the other girl.
The two began to talk about some more pleasant topics-
"My sister and I arrived at school at noon..." She sat down with Jon face to face, and Jon poured her a cup of black tea... To be precise, the house elf made a good cup of black tea and sent it come.
Astoria continued: "After lunch, I came to your side... I was still thinking, I don't know the new password, will the Mr. Stone at the door open the door for me... "
"...Selwyn asked me about you at noon. She seemed to know that you helped bail her mother out of Azkaban... She should also be very concerned about this~EbookFREE.me~After all Her father was sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban two weeks ago... But I told him that even you, there must be nothing you can do about it..."
"...I heard that Professor Slughorn also returned to school. He is now the Dean of Slytherin, isn't he... Of course, I'm not saying that Professor Setima Victor is not good, but I haven't attended her class after all..."
The two of you chatted like this.
"How's your mother doing?" Jon asked casually.
"...It's not bad. Although I can't leave the manor for the time being, I have always been in a good mood... Throughout the Easter holiday, she has been teaching us about our homework. My sister is not as good as me in many aspects..."
"By the way, she asked me to bring you this thing..." Astoria seemed to think of something: "Honestly, I don't know what's inside?"
While talking, she pulled out a small glass bottle from her pocket.
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