There was something wrong with Jon.
But he was too lazy to explain it to Naughty Ghost.
Some things were endless to explain, and he didn't like to talk too much, especially when it came to this kind of thing.
Talking was never the way to solve problems. His house wasn't a house of cards, and negotiations wouldn't solve any problems.
Even if there was a problem between him and Cecatly, they would solve it through their own calm thinking. This was the way they usually dealt with things, despite their young age, and it was a good way to make people feel comfortable.
Sometimes, what mattered was not the compromise after discussion, but the tacit understanding after thinking it through.
Otherwise, how could they become partners?
Jon sat behind his desk and began to deal with the day's matters.
Sunny seemed to be very free, and there was nothing to do. The two reports only needed to be signed. Although Stephen hadn't been here for a long time, he was more familiar with handling things. Jon planned to invite him to his house for Christmas. After all, as the guardian of the Hufflepuff family, it was time for him to meet his sister, Blair.
Without getting the answer he wanted from Jon, Naughty Ghost could only leave. But looking at the expression on his face before he left, he probably wasn't too satisfied.
But Jon wasn't out to do charity, and it was impossible to satisfy everyone.
…
On Monday morning, the news that Colin Creevey had been attacked and was now lying in the hospital like a dead person spread throughout the school.
In an instant, rumors were swirling in the school, and everyone was suspicious.
The freshmen were now moving around in groups of three or four, as if they were afraid that if they acted alone, they would be attacked.
At the same time, everyone began to hide from the teachers, chattering and exchanging amulets, exorcisms, and other things to protect themselves.
This practice quickly became popular in the school. Neville Longbottom bought a smelly onion, a sharp amethyst, and a rotting salamander tail.
Of course, Jon took these things as a joke. The students of Hufflepuff had become unknown under the leadership of Cedric and Gabriel, and behind all of this, Stephen was the one who took the credit for it.
Gabriel Truman was a very moderate leader. In the three years since the establishment of the Magic Research Society, he completely adhered to the principle of not interfering with anything. Since Ed and Sophia's two years of students left the school to join the Ministry of Magic and started to form the Magic Research Society outside the school at the same time, the school's internal affairs were all put on the shoulders of this Muggle Wizard. Of course, there was nothing much to do. Most of the time, he adhered to the principle of not doing anything, leaving half of the work to Cedric and the other half to Stephen, and he himself was in charge.
It couldn't be helped. After all, he was born as a Muggle. He needed to spend more time learning magic in order to maintain his progress and level. After graduation, he also needed to find himself a better job in the magic world.
"I think this person is not bad."
Cecatly said matter-of-factly. She had read Gabriel's information and felt that this person was very smart.
"Although his personality is a bit reckless, it can be said that he has a fine mind despite being rough. Also, I think his style of dealing with things can be used."
"After all, he's not someone we nurtured, so we can't be at ease using him. Besides, with our current situation, it's meaningless to care about these things. Let's just let nature take its course. No matter what the outcome is, it's not our responsibility."
Cecatly was a bit surprised to see Roland's attitude of not caring about life and death.
"I thought you would never say such a thing."
"What words?"
"Words of depression and not complacency."
Jon shook his head. "It's not that I'm depressed, but that I didn't make good use of my time. I originally planned to settle my family and subordinates before leaving, but I didn't."
"It's not your fault. There's only so much time, and problems are endless. You've done very well for yourself."
"Alas!" Jon sighed deeply. "I hope so. I hope our efforts are effective."
…
In the second week of December, Professor McGonagall came over as usual to collect the list of students who would be staying back for Christmas.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione signed the list because they felt that it was suspicious when they heard that Malfoy was going to stay, so they planned to use the compound soup during the holidays to get the truth out of Malfoy.
Jon did not comment on this matter. He did not think that this matter was fun, but it was indeed an important matter. Furthermore, he was not in school during the holidays, so it had nothing to do with him.
However, things were not so easy for Harry and the rest.
They were prepared to look for Malfoy, but unfortunately, the soup was not fully brewed.
They still needed the horns of a two-horned beast and the skin of an African tree snake, and these could only be obtained from Snape's personal storage. Harry secretly felt that he would rather face the mysterious monsters of Slytherin than be caught by Snape when he was stealing from Snape's office.
"We need to create a diversion," Hermione said straightforwardly. It was getting closer to the two Magic Potions classes on Thursday afternoon. "Someone will cover for us, and then someone can sneak into Snape's office and get what we want."
Harry and Ron looked at her nervously.
"I think it's best for me to do the stealing," Hermione continued in a businesslike tone. "If you two cause any more trouble, you will be expelled, and I have no criminal record. So, all you have to do is to create a huge mess in the classroom, so that Snape will have five minutes to be occupied. "
Hearing this, Harry forced a smile. Creating trouble in Snape's Magic Potions class was like stabbing the eyes of a sleeping dragon. It was too dangerous.
But he had no other choice.
As usual, the Magic Potions class was held in the underground classroom.
It was a Thursday afternoon class, and it started as usual. There was nothing out of the ordinary.
Harry was absent-minded and only wanted to cause trouble. When Snape turned around to find fault with Neville, Hermione met Harry's gaze and nodded.
Harry quickly bent down to hide behind his crucible and took out Fred's Laborious Smoke Stick from his pocket. He quickly tapped it with his wand and the stick began to hiss and sparks flew in and out of it.
Harry knew that he only had a few seconds, so he straightened up, aimed at the target and threw the stick.
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