Dumbledore would be back before lunchtime, so he definitely wasn't going back to school for lunch.
Maybe he had something urgent to attend to.
Jon didn't plan to talk to Dumbledore about it now. He had to give his headmaster some time to finish his meal. Besides, he felt that even if he didn't say anything, Dumbledore would definitely be prepared for Grindelwald's visit.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be Dumbledore.
Jon wasn't the only one who was troubled by something.
It was also lunchtime. Harry and the others had just stepped into the cool foyer when they heard a voice.
"You're back, Potter, Weasley." It was Professor McGonagall. She was walking towards them with a straight face. "You two stay for the evening."
"What are we going to do, Teacher?"
Ron asked as he nervously stifled a burp.
"You're going to help Mr. Filch clean the silverware in the prize showroom," Professor McGonagall said. "No magic, Weasley — use your hands."
This is really bad news, Ron and Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
But Harry was even more miserable.
Because Professor McGonagall said, "Potter, go and help Professor Lohat answer his admirers' letters."
"Ah, no, can I go clean the prizes too?"
Harry begged desperately.
"Of course not." Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows. "Professor Lohat specifically asked for you. Both of you remember, eight o 'clock sharp. "
Lohat's reputation was still useful. Although Harry didn't think so, Professor McGonagall did know something — maybe the headmaster didn't ask Lohat to come for no reason, she thought.
Harry and Ron walked into the auditorium dejectedly. Hermione followed behind with an expression that seemed to say, "You did break the school rules."
At the dinner table, even the minced potato pies couldn't lift Harry's appetite. He and Ron both felt that they were more unlucky than each other.
"Filch is killing me," said Ron, grimacing. "Without magic! There are at least a hundred trophies in that room. I'm not as good at cleaning as Muggle and the others. "
`I'll trade with you any time, 'said Harry dully. `I had plenty of practice at the Dursleys', scrubbing and all that sort of thing. But to reply to Lohat's admirers … that would be like a nightmare … "
Harry looked like he was about to collapse, but no one sympathized with him at all. A hero had to take responsibility for what he was supposed to do, and he couldn't avoid it.
Jon wasn't having an easy time either. He still hadn't gotten any information from Grindelwald. He couldn't go up to the Deep Blue Sea at any time, otherwise, he would definitely be able to get the information from there and the response from the mark he left there.
Thus, the letter in his hand that he was about to send to Dumbledore was not sent out in the end. It just turned into ashes in his hands.
If Grindvall wanted to give Dumbledore a surprise, it had nothing to do with him.
Thus, night fell.
Before nine o 'clock in the evening, the lights in the Hogwarts were still shining, illuminating the deep fog nearby and the flowing lake in the distance.
The surroundings of the Hogwarts were as quiet as ever. Only two people were standing at the entrance of the secret passage outside the school, waiting for their guest.
The guest was not Grindelwald, but someone else.
In the afternoon, while waiting for news from Grindelwald, Jon received a letter.
It was from Lille.
In the letter, it said that his captain was coming to look for Jon to discuss some matters.
Jon was a little worried. He didn't know this captain, so what was there to talk about? And even if there was a need to talk, couldn't he do it through Lille? Why did he have to come to Hogwarts to find him?
But even so, Jon didn't dare to wait here, because if he didn't wait here, he wasn't sure what would happen. What if that crazy woman did something out of line?
Although he had never seen this person before, he had fought with this person across space once before.
That time, Lille's captain said that he was a thief.
It really made him feel helpless.
"What time is it?"
In the darkness of the night, Chown asked Pi Pi who was beside him.
"If you're asking about the exact time, it's about two o 'clock in the morning, because we've been waiting here for a long time since the curfew started. Can you tell me," Pipi yawned. "What kind of criminal are you waiting for?"
"It's not a criminal, because even if she wants to do something, she'll only come for me. It won't affect you guys. The reason why I want you to stay here with me is because it's really too boring."
The two of them stood in the darkness for a while. Their wait was not in vain, because in the darkness in the distance, there was a weak fluctuation that was quickly approaching them.
Pipi was the first to feel this fluctuation, so he immediately disappeared from Jon's side and returned to Castle Hogwarts.
It was not convenient for him to participate in Jon's private matters, but if Jon was injured or accidentally injured, he would come out to help collect the corpse.
Who asked Naughty Ghost to be born a kind-hearted person?
This kind of kindness was not very important to Jon, and Jon did not care about Pipi's departure.
Because he was very clear that there would not be any conflict here tonight.
What Lille knew, Grindelwald must know. If Grindelwald knew and allowed this person to come, it meant that this person was not a threat to him.
Although he did not know what Grindelwald was doing, Jon had this kind of inexplicable confidence in him.
Perhaps this was trust.
Therefore, when the girl in black clothes landed in front of Jon, she did not see any superfluous expression on the face of this "thief".
Jon only nodded to her as a greeting, then turned around and walked into the secret passage.
No matter what, she was a guest, and since she was a guest, he could not receive her here.
That would be impolite, and it was not something that a "polite person" like Jon could do.
Moreover, in school, the training ground was Jon's home ground, so it was better to fight in it than outside.
This girl was very different from Jon's imagination. She did not seem to know much about magic, and even needed Jon to buff her with the Phantom Body Spell. However, she did have a powerful ability to travel through space, and that kind of high speed movement could not be faked.
Therefore, Jon was very curious about her.
The two of them walked in silence all the way to the training ground. At this moment, there was a new house in the training ground.
It was a simple house.
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