Hufflepuff's self-study room.
This was probably the only place in Hogwarts that had not been disturbed.
This was thanks to the Hufflepuff Magic Research Society established by Jon many years ago. This society had accommodated 99% of the students in Hufflepuff, and the remaining few mostly kept silent about this society.
In the end, it was because there were too few pure-blooded Wizards in Hufflepuff Academy. Everyone was of similar background, and everyone hoped that the Muggle Wizards could get better training here, so that they could reduce some of the discrimination they received outside.
Only by improving one's ability could one reverse the prejudice of others.
Jon had been helping to train these students for the past two days.
However, no one knew who he was. He appeared like a cloud, and the power of magic and transformation allowed him to appear in various forms in front of others. After he left, memory magic erased part of the little Wizard's memories.
With his ability, if he really wanted to do any damage, it was actually very easy.
And that night, after the castle's curfew, all the students returned to their dorms to rest, and this self-study room welcomed a new guest.
Hermione looked at the empty classroom in front of her and was a little surprised.
"How is it? If I remember correctly, this should be your first time in Hufflepuff's public self-study room. "
Hermione nodded, looked at Jon, and knocked on the wall, and then a small window opened.
"Hmm … What do you want for supper?"
"Warm milk is fine."
"Okay," Jon turned to the window and said, "Two portions of warm milk, two portions of strawberry cakes, and one portion of biscuits."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the secretary's seat, and sat in the secretary's seat, which was now Stephen's seat.
Not long after, an elf quietly appeared in the self-study room, carrying the things Jon wanted.
"Just find a place to sit, there's no one here anyway, they shouldn't mind you sitting here."
Hermione sat down with some hesitation, facing the scene in front of her, she only felt that it was a little ridiculous.
"Why is that?"
"What why?"
"I'm talking about this room, and … these." She pointed at the milk and cake in front of her. "Why would there be such a place in the school?"
"It's probably because of me. Hufflepuff has done a very good job of keeping this matter a secret. All the students have never talked about Hufflepuff's internal information outside.
Of course, sometimes they would talk about it in private, but no one cared about what Hufflepuff said, right?
This was the self-study room of the Hufflepuff Magic Research Society. This Magic Research Society was an organization I founded back when I was still studying at Hogwarts. Of course, it hadn't been that long.
The purpose of this organization was created, in addition to training the magic power of the students so that they can have more ability to protect themselves in danger, it is also to better monitor Harry's life. "
"Surveillance? Why do you want to monitor Harry's life? "
"Don't you understand the problem yourself? I think you've been reporting to me about Harry's ideas and what he's doing recently. "
"Yes," Hermione defended. "But that's because these things are always related to me, so I tell you."
"Of course, everything about Harry is related to our final plan. We need to make sure that nothing goes wrong with him. But I don't think this is what you came to talk to me about today, right?
When you were looking for me in the afternoon, I felt that something was wrong. You were in such a hurry to find me. Did something important happen? "
"There are indeed a few things." Seeing that Jon didn't want to dwell on the issue of monitoring Harry, Hermione tactfully changed the topic. "Some things happened this afternoon. The first is that when Harry and I were in Hogsmeade, we found that Mundungus was stealing and selling things from Sirius' house. I think it's necessary to tell you about this. After all, no one in the Phoenix Society can restrain Mundungus except for Dumbledore. If it's you, you should be able to, right?"
"Restrain Mundungus?
I'm afraid I can't do that, because I haven't clearly expressed my identity to everyone in the Phoenix Society.
Only important people are qualified to know about my existence. Unimportant people like Mundungus can only get orders from some members of the Phoenix Society.
But he didn't want some of Sirius' things. He now has his own new home, and there are many things in Grimmauld Square that only remind him of the unpleasantness of the past, so he chose to throw them all away. Of course, those things are also very valuable. It's a good choice to leave them to Harry.
If you don't think it's good to do that, why don't you go and teach Mundungus a lesson yourself? "
"We … I'm afraid we can't. Mundungus is still a little stronger than us. Today, when we were fighting in Hogsmeade, Harry tried to subdue him, but he escaped with a Phantom Shift."
"You don't necessarily have to do it yourself to catch Mundungus. Don't forget that there's a house elf among the things that Sirius left for Harry.
Don't underestimate the power of house elves. With their ability, it's more than enough to subdue a defective product like Mundungus. "
Hermione was very smart to begin with, so when Jon pointed her out, she already understood what Jon wanted her to do.
"Okay, I'll tell Harry about this when I get back. I'll try to let him know by hinting."
"You're very smart. Naturally, I don't need to worry about these things for you. Since you've already made a decision, let's talk about the next thing."
Hermione nodded and drank a mouthful of milk to calm herself down.
"The second thing, I think you'll know soon if I don't say it, teacher. When we came back from there this afternoon, something terrible happened. A female student was hurt by a black magic alchemy item. I've seen that necklace before in a black magic shop."
Her words made Jon raise his eyebrows, because this plot was familiar. He seemed to have been hurt by the same method before. At that time, he was sent in with a black magic alchemy item that was attached with lethal mind magic. But this time, what was it?
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