Things were developing as Jon expected.
After receiving Professor Sprout's notice, Jon wrote a note to the professor and continued to eat dinner with Stephen.
"It's a rare experience to go to the principal's office, you have to cherish it."
Stephen teased, winking at Jon as he handed the finished note to the owl.
"This experience is for you, do you want it?"
Jon raised his hand and stuffed a piece of apple pie into Stephen's mouth. "Eat your food, I still have to think about how to tell the principal about this."
"Just tell the truth, what's so difficult about it? You can't lie in front of Principal Dumbledore."
"Of course, it's not to lie, it's to tell the truth to what extent."
Jon knew that this time he was going to look for protection. He didn't want to be targeted by the American Black Wizard.
It was fine if it was in school, but the Black Wizard didn't dare to come to school.
But …
When it was the holidays, it would not be so easy to hide at home.
With the Ministry of Magic's efficiency, by the time they reacted, the Black Wizard would have already turned himself into ashes and fled back to his hometown in America.
Jon didn't dare to put his life in their hands. In comparison, it was safer to look for Dumbledore's protection.
At least, Dumbledore liked to take the initiative and not passively defend.
…
At seven o 'clock in the evening, Jon arrived on the eighth floor on time.
After looking at the principal's office countless times, he was a little excited to actually go in and face Dumbledore.
After taking a few deep breaths, Jon felt his heartbeat stabilize and walked in front of the guardian stone statue.
"Password."
"Lemon candy."
"Correct answer."
The guardian stone statue lazily moved aside and made way for Jon.
Jon walked past the stairs and was about to raise his hand to knock when the door opened from the inside.
Dumbledore, who was sitting behind the desk, smiled at Jon standing at the door and adjusted the collar of his shirt with one hand.
"Come in, Mr. Smith."
Jon blinked and stepped into the principal's office.
The walls on both sides were filled with portraits of former headmasters of Hogwarts.
The portraits of Godric and Helga were hung on both sides of the entrance, but there were no portraits of the two founders of Ravenclaw and Slythrin.
It was just as Helga had said.
Salazar took all his belongings with him.
Apart from the House of Instant Gratification, Luo Ina did not leave behind anything else.
Jon didn't recognize many of the other principals. Except for two who were in the offices of Professor Sprout and Professor Flick, he didn't know the rest.
Even though there were names and introductory nameplates, Jon didn't recognize who these principals were.
"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. You can call me Jon."
The door behind him closed automatically. Jon walked to the opposite side of Dumbledore and bowed slightly.
"Good evening, Jon. What do you want to eat?"
"Lemonade is ready. Thank you."
Dumbledore clapped his hands, and a glass of lemonade appeared in front of Jon, along with some snacks.
"I heard you had a little problem."
Dumbledore took out a box with a pocket watch from the drawer and put it on the table. "What is the cause and effect of this matter? I think you wouldn't mind telling me. "
Jon naturally wouldn't refuse.
Things had developed to this point, and there was no point in continuing to hide it.
Therefore, he beautified the matter of the Dark Musician a little and brought forward the time a little. He told the story from the discovery of Bain to the death of the Dark Musician in a concise manner.
Dumbledore was very gentlemanly when facing the students. Although some things were a little brief, Dumbledore did not interrupt Jon. He just silently drank his honey tea.
After Jon explained the matter and the current situation clearly, Dumbledore put down the teacup in his hand. The bottom of the teacup fell on the table, making a crisp sound.
"So what do you think now?"
After listening, Dumbledore frowned and summed up the situation.
"Do you want to deal with the Dark Wizard, or do you want them to never be able to get close to you?
In my opinion, I still hope that you can make some choices that are enough to ensure your safety.
After all, you are not only a student of the school, but also the descendant of Hufflepuff. The school should be responsible for your safety. "
"You really know about this matter."
Hearing this from Dumbledore, Jon was not surprised.
When he entered the door, he had already discovered that the current Helga in the portrait was the complete state of Helga, not the usual ordinary magic portrait.
And when Jon decided to tell Dumbledore his identity, he and Helga discussed how to talk to Dumbledore about this problem.
"We didn't see each other last time outside, but it's not too late to meet now, right?"
Dumbledore spoke a little slowly, which sounded very comfortable, "I thought Helga had already told you about this matter."
He stood up, touched the table, and pulled out a big bag of … popcorn.
"Try this, I got snacks from the world of Muggle. You should like it."
"Oh, thank you."
Jon consciously pulled the bag to eat the popcorn and replied, "I haven't found a chance to talk to the ancestors in the lounge recently, so I don't know yet."
"I see."
Dumbledore did not doubt it, because Helga's portrait had told him about this matter before, and the two sides' words matched.
"But regarding this matter, principal, it's best if you can get rid of those black Wizards. After all, the holidays are coming soon, and it will be very troublesome to be targeted by a black Wizard.
Also, I don't want everyone to know my identity, to be honest with you, I just want to be an ordinary student. "
"That's natural. Speaking of which, it's rare for students nowadays to have such an attitude that doesn't care about fame. I still admire this attitude of yours, and I hope you can continue to maintain it."
Dumbledore quietly pulled the bag back a little, and his dry fingers grabbed a few popcorn and stuffed it into the "beard", "Then, leave this matter to me, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
"Of course, of course, then I will look forward to your letter."
Jon said with a smile. No matter what the matter was, as long as both sides reached a consensus, then the rest of the matter would be much easier to handle.
"The Hogwarts will not tolerate the provocation of the black Wizard, you can rest assured about this matter. Prepare for your final exam, Mr. Smith."
"Thank you for your advice."
Jon stood up and nodded slightly.
"Then, I will take my leave first."
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