The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

(Ps: Dear readers, the last chapter really didn’t break the chapter deliberately, it just happened to be stuck here... Isn’t this updated immediately...)

　　 While looking at the crooked parchment in his hand, Zacharys-Smith said, "First of all, Mrs. Maxim... She gave you nine points, and it seems that she still looks good on you!"

　　 Jon nodded slightly.

　　 "Then Mr. Crouch, he gave a score of eight... It may be that Mr. Crouch thinks you didn't deal with it at the last moment, and then got hurt!"

"Professor Dumbledore...unbelievable, he actually gave you 10 points! But I think it is reasonable and not partial. You are definitely the best of the four warriors. After all, iron belly is not a tree peak or a short nose. Comparable!"

　　 "And... **** Ludo Bagman, he only gave you six points... Is he blind?"

"Actually..." Cedric Diggory retorted, "It is not entirely unreasonable that Bagman gave Jon a low score. After all, Jon is the most embarrassed of the four warriors... It's just that he didn't. Considering that Ukrainian Iron Belly is much more difficult to deal with than other fire dragons!"

　　 "Which side are you on, Cedric?" Zacharias gave him a blank look.

　　 "And the shameless Karkaroff, he only gave you five points..."

　　 Zakarais seemed to have lost his mind, and yelled at Bagman and Karkaroff...

　　 Cedric continued to explain to Jon:

"Total points you are now in third place... Victor Krum and Harry Potter are tied for first place with 40 points; third place is you with 38 points; fourth place It's Fleur Delacour with 35 points. All in all, the scores of the four are very close!"

　　 "Well, thank you!" Jon nodded.

　　 To be honest, Jon doesn’t care about the points in this Triwizard Tournament... After all, the third event in the final is the final. It is almost whoever has the highest score will die fast.

　　 "Come on!" Cedric smiled and patted Jon on the shoulder: "Professor Sprout saw your performance on the first project, she was crazy..."

　　 "We are back!" Justin Finley and Ernie McMillan walked in, holding a large bottle of pumpkin juice and many cakes and cheese in their arms: "I brought it from the kitchen."

　　 "Postpone the day's celebration!" Hannah Abbot screamed, everyone is out.

　　 A familiar or unfamiliar face filled Hufflepuff’s common room.

　　Almost every student came to Jon and praised him loudly and encouraged him...

　　 Tables and chairs are piled up with small mountain cakes, and a pot of pumpkin juice.

　　 In the Hufflepuff common room, cheers and noise erupted again and again.

　　……

　　 In the next few days, Jon finally got rid of the shadow of Ukrainian iron belly.

　　 Life became more comfortable, almost every teacher looked at him differently in class...Flitwick excitedly added twenty points to Hufflepuff after seeing him use a beautiful reduction spell.

Hagrid mysteriously pulled Jon aside in the magical animal protection class, and asked in a low voice, "Honestly, Hart...what is it like to face a cute little like Ukrainian Iron Belly? ...Of course, my favorite is the Norwegian Ridgeback..."

　　 In Potions class, Snape told him that he could suspend confinement once this week...

　　 Taking a break, Jon took the golden egg to the bathroom and opened it underwater to take a look...Unsurprisingly, the murloc's singing was in the golden egg.

　　 Jon also looked carefully, and he was relieved when he saw that the murloc inside was "human head fish body" instead of "fish head human body".

　　……

　　 On Sunday night, Jon came to Dumbledore’s office again.

　　 "Password?" The ugly stone monster glanced at Jon, and then said, "I love lemons!"

　　 "I know you don't know..." It added another sentence.

　　 Passing through the stone monster, he climbed up the spiral staircase made of stone, and it rose automatically, like an elevator, until Jon opened the top door.

　　 Just entering the room, a deafening sound suddenly rang from the front...Jon was taken aback.

　　 is the portrait of the principals on the wall, they are applauding to themselves.

　　 "Nice work!" Principal Dairis-Dewent gave him a thumbs up: "We saw your performance in Dexter's portrait on the Quidditch court."

　　 "Those who haven't lost Hogwarts yet..." Principal Phineas-Black raised his head proudly and said.

"Yes, we watched your performance, it was great!" Principal Dexter Fusco said with a look of intoxication: "You got rid of the performance of that tree peak with a fake Kimel in the air. It has the style of my time!"

　　 Principal Dexter Fusco didn't notice anything wrong, he gushed: "...If you were born three hundred years earlier, I will definitely write to let you join the England national team..."

　　 "...Hey, why are you not talking?"

Looking at the bewildered Jon and other principals with disgusting faces, Principal Dexter-Fusco was stunned~www.novelmtl.com~ I think you admitted the wrong person, Dexter ! "Albus Dumbledore smiled and walked over from the meditation basin: "It was Harry Potter who threw off the tree peak on a flying broomstick, and Jon knocked it over with the devil's net and the ghost vine. That iron belly..."

　　 "Huh?" Principal Dexter Fusco let out a strange cry.

　　 "Only Quidditch stupid donkeys on my mind!" Principal Dairis-Dewent shook his head helplessly, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

　　 "Yeah... idiot..." Principal Phineas-Black and Principal Derwent reached a consensus on a rare occasion.

　　 "What... Phineas, would you say it again?" Headmaster Fusco ignored Derwent, instead drew his wand and pointed it at Black.

　　……

　　 Fortunately, Dumbledore’s timely speech interrupted the coming conflict.

　　 "Enough, everyone rest!" Dumbledore waved to them majesticly.

　　 Then, he took Jon to the **** basin.

　　 "Phineas and Dalys have already praised your performance, I won't say more... Anyway, I want to be satisfied!" Dumbledore nodded gently:

　　 "A few days ago, I went to the Neumongard Castle in Austria, and this memory is coming..."

　　 While talking, Dumbledore waved the crystal bottle in his hand.

　　 "A very precious memory...Jon, come with me!"