July 31st was Harry Potter's birthday.
But for Joanne, it was just an ordinary Tuesday.
On this day, she got up from bed at nine o 'clock. At that time, the room on the reef was empty.
She went in to do a profiling and made the most reasonable inference based on what she heard last night.
Keeping this in mind, Joanne turned and walked out of the crumbling room.
"How was it?" On the ship under the reef, Jon looked up at Joanne. The latter jumped down, and her good physical fitness allowed her to land steadily on the deck. "It's almost done. Why, are you leaving?"
"Yes." Jon nodded. "Things here are almost done. Is there anything you haven't collected yet?"
Joanne thought for a moment, then shook her head. "No, it's almost done. I just need something."
"Diagon Alley?"
Joanne nodded.
"It's too late. Harry and the others have already gone to Diagon Alley, and you can't get in."
Jon shook his head. "But I can prepare a related shop for you later. You should be able to use it. I will also send you Harry Potter's observation log regularly. You can use your imagination as a writer to deal with the rest."
"Okay, then let's go."
"Go and call Rank, and bring my paper back."
Breakfast was served on the ship. Rank, who was dressed and came out, was relatively normal at first, but when he approached Jon, he couldn't help but lower his head, looking like a servant.
Fortunately, other than this weird thing, there was nothing else that happened during breakfast.
"What did you do to him? Didn't you say it was just a small spell? "
"How would I know?" While Rank was driving, Jon and Joanne began to gossip. "I guess something went wrong. I'll look into it later."
"Okay, then where are we going next?"
"Go to Privet Drive to get your things, and then go to Manchester to see your new home. After that, I should leave."
"So soon?"
"I've been here for too long. If I stay any longer, I won't be able to hold on."
Jon shook his hand. "I really can't hold on. I wanted to see Harry, but now, I don't have any motivation to hold on."
"Alright then. You have to go back to school anyway, so I won't disturb you. I'll contact you if there's anything."
While they were talking, Rank had already driven the car over.
They got into the car and remained silent throughout the journey.
Jon didn't have a lot of things, just a small leather suitcase. However, Joanne had a lot of things, and she also had a lot of things in her staff dormitory in Manchester.
"Actually, there isn't much upstairs, just some information. I can do it alone."
Joanne refused Rank's offer to help. Before getting off the car, she gave Jon a look.
Alright, this lady won't be coming down for a while.
"Boss, where will you be later? I'll drive you there later. "
"No need, I can walk on my own. Also, don't try to keep an eye on me. Dumbledore probably didn't give you such an order."
Silence.
"Boss, what are you talking about?"
Rank's laughter sounded rather stiff.
Jon didn't bother to beat around the bush. He simply said, "Rank Meadows, twenty-three years old, graduated from Boothbarton School of Magic five years ago. Your aunt Dorcas Meadows, a former member of the Phoenix Society, died at the hands of Voldemort in 1981. After that, the Meadows family emigrated to France, and you also transferred from Hogwarts to Boothbarton. Two years after graduation, you returned to England and joined the Phoenix Society. Am I right?"
There was a silence in the car.
After a long time, Rank nodded slowly. "You're right, but … how did you find out about me?"
"My father won't easily interfere in my life unless my mother intimidates him. I know that my grandmother and Dumbledore have a personal relationship, but I've never used these connections. I don't know if Dumbledore told you, but my identity isn't as simple as it seems to the outside world."
"Principal Dumbledore didn't tell me about your identity, but he told me before that when I'm here, I'll completely listen to your orders and don't need to report anything to him …"
Rank pursed his lips. "I really don't mean any harm, you don't have to be wary of me."
"The purpose of my appearance is actually just to protect you."
"I've never doubted your purpose, because I completely trust Dumbledore's character."
Jon turned his head to look out of the window, estimating the time it would take for Joanne to come downstairs. "I just said from the beginning that Dumbledore knows my identity. If he really wants to know something, he can just ask Fox to send a letter to ask me. There's no need to send a new person. Besides, I didn't hide this from Dumbledore from the beginning, so he doesn't need to guess what I want to do. Your appearance should be arranged by Dumbledore to assist Joanne, right?"
Rank didn't speak.
"Silence means acquiescence. I guessed that Dumbledore must have guessed my purpose. I'll personally discuss this matter with Dumbledore when I go back to school. As for you …" Jon thought for a while. "Just stay here and help Joanne. I value her book very much, so Dumbledore should also value it very much now."
"Okay, I'll protect Miss Rowling."
"Also, don't report my whereabouts to my family, and don't let them disturb Joanne. You should obey Dumbledore's orders, not my grandmother's."
Rank once again didn't speak.
Because Joanne had come downstairs.
Helping Joanne move naturally couldn't be done by Jon. Rank and Joanne could do it. After moving the things, Rank drove Jon to the station.
"Boss, where are you going?"
"Hmm? Didn't I tell you not to ask? "
"This is what Professor Dumbledore asked me to ask. He said that if you want to go abroad, it's better not to go out at this time. It's not safe."
Rank said while driving, "The professor said that time and happiness can make hatred fade, so you shouldn't be too aggressive."
"Really? Then help me tell Dumbledore that I won't go out. I'm not that reckless. I'll protect myself. And, how can hatred fade naturally? "
Jon remembered a sentence he didn't know where he heard it from. He looked up and said to Rank, "Hatred can only be solved with hatred."
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