Vol 3 Chapter 517: The truth about the curse

　　 Although Astoria seems to be an understatement in terms of her facial expressions; but from her voice, she should be quite concerned about it.
　　 Jon was silent for a moment, then smiled, and replied calmly:
　　 "Of course, I already got that memory... But I suggest that you don't worry about the messy things for the last week, it's better to focus all your attention on the O.W.Ls exam..."
　　 Astoria nodded obediently. After a while, she asked softly: "When the O.W.Ls exam is over, you will take me to see the complete memory of my mother, right?"
　　 "That's natural."
　　 "Thank you, Jon...Then I will go back first. Tomorrow is the test for transfiguration class. I think I should go back to the common room and read the "Intermediate Transfiguration Guide" for the last time..."
　　 "It is not advisable to hold the Buddha's feet temporarily, rest early, and don't fall asleep in the examination room tomorrow!"
　　 "Okay!" Astoria smiled sweetly, then turned and left.
　　 As her figure disappeared from the principal's office, Jon opened a locked drawer on the right hand side and looked at the silver-white glass bottle placed inside, slightly stunned.
　　 With a helpless smile, he closed the drawer again; with a light wave of his right hand, the drawer was automatically locked again.
　　……
　　As Astoria left, Jon Hart looked down at a few documents...and signed a few letters...and then asked Fox to send him a letter or two...
　　 Just when it was busy, a voice suddenly remembered on the portrait wall: "Someone is visiting, Jon?"
　　 Jon couldn't help but was stunned, who would come to him at this time... Professor McGonagall? But Professor McGonagall is obviously receiving the old ladies from the Wizarding Examination Administration...
　　 "Professor Galatia Melos of Defense Against the Dark Arts!" the old principal in the portrait continued.
　　 "Oh!" Jon raised his tone subconsciously, and said quickly: "Let her in!"
　　 A few minutes later, the old lady who was "excited" appeared in the principal's office.
"Good evening, Professor Melrose!" President Jon Hart deliberately stood up from his position and greeted the old professor who had returned to Hogwarts less than a month later: How is Gwarts staying?"
"Awesome!" The old lady nodded and said, "Whether it is food or accommodation conditions, they are much better than they were more than 40 years ago... If it weren't for this old bone, I would really like to be here. Stay a year and a half longer..."
　　 "That Hogwarts is an honor," Jon replied with a smile.
　　 While talking, he made a cup of black tea, broke it, and handed it to the witch in front of him.
"Oh, you're so polite!" Professor Melos said courteously, and at the same time he lowered his head and took a sip, and said with emotion: "Good quality Ceylon black tea...Thank you very much...I haven't tasted it for many years... …"
　　 The old and the young sat down facing the principal's desk like this.
　　 "Thank you for your contribution to Hogwarts this month... It is not easy to find a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who can match yours." Jon also complimented while drinking tea.
Professor Melos was not modest either: "To be honest, the quality of education at Hogwarts in recent years is much worse than in previous years...at least in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I suspect it will be placed in 40 years. In the past, 90% of the students in the school can only achieve between Pass (A) and Bad Dreadful (D) in this course."
"It's true." Jon didn't refute: "The students in recent years have to change the defense against the Dark Arts teacher once a year. The level of the teachers is also uneven, and it is naturally difficult for them to learn anything. ..."
　　 "Speaking of which, when I first came back to Hogwarts, you asked me..." Professor Melles began to quizzically slowly: "I have a bit of a clue recently."
　　 The incident that Jon asked Professor Melos to be, naturally—
Forty years ago, the last time this old professor retired from Hogwarts, Voldemort, who was still young at the time, had returned to Hogwarts, hoping to apply for the position of "Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts", but was The then principal Albus Dumbledore refused... The grudge Voldemort cast a curse on the position of "Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts", so that every subsequent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor could not be in Huo Gwarts worked for a year...
　　Although he had already guessed the purpose of this old lady's sudden visit, Jon still couldn't hold back his inner excitement
　　 "I can't help you give me some advice..."
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"I can't talk about pointing." Professor Galatia Melos' voice gradually became serious: "As you mentioned before, President Hart... I am indeed the best person to handle this matter. Now... I wonder if you have any research on the magic of curses?"
"I can only say a little bit." Jon replied: "Generally speaking, curses need to have a clear target... For example, to tease your friend ~ EbookFREE.me ~ confuse your enemy: use hair loss, Discounting legs, tying tongues, and many other techniques..."
"Yes..." Professor Melos nodded, "This is also the most incredible part of the curse of the mysterious man...because the goal of'Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts' is not clear. The target of... the mysterious person can't predict, who will each specific Defense Against the Dark Arts class professor in the future be..."
　　 Jon did not speak, but listened quietly there--
"So, he deserves to be one of the most talented students who graduated from Hogwarts..." Professor Melrose thoughtfully said: "I got into a misunderstanding at the beginning, until I finally changed my mind. ...If the mysterious people say that the object of the curse is not the future Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but..."
　　 Jon’s face changed suddenly, but before he could speak, Professor Melos had already said:
　　 "The object cursed by the mysterious man...actually it was me...Galathya-Merles!"
"He cursed that you would never retire as a professor of defense against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, did he?" Jon asked calmly, "Because you did not retire from your position, every subsequent A Hogwarts Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts will not be recognized by Hogwarts..."
"Yes, President Hart... your reaction speed is really amazing." Professor Melos agreed: "I'm afraid you have guessed a bit of relevant information before, so you will come to Hogwarts again, right?" .
　　 "It's just a blind cat hitting a mouse." Jon smiled and shook his head.
　　 Then, he continued to ask: "So, do you have a solution?"