Dumbledore will be back before lunch, definitely not back to school for lunch.

　　Perhaps, he is in a hurry.

Jon didn’t plan to talk to Dumbledore now. He had to give his headmaster a time to finish the meal, and he felt that even if he didn’t say it, Dumbledore must have visited Grindelwald. ready.

　　 Otherwise he would not be Dumbledore.

　　 Jon is not the only one who is upset about certain things.

　　 It was also lunch time, and Harry and his party heard a voice as soon as they stepped into the shady hall.

　　 "You are back, Potter, Weasley," it was Professor McGonagall, she was walking towards them with a straight face, "you two stay at night."

　　 "What are we going to do, teacher?"

　　 Ron asked, holding back a hiccup nervously.

　　 "Go and help Mr. Filch wipe the silverware in the prize showroom," Professor McGonagall said. "No magic, Weasley--wipe it all with your hands."

　　 This is really bad news, Ron and Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 But Harry was even worse.

　　Because Professor McGonagall said, "Potter, you can help Professor Lockhart write back to his admirers."

　　 "Ah, no, should I wipe the prizes too?"

　　 Harry begged desperately.

　　 "Of course not," Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows. "Professor Lockhart called for you. Remember, you two, it's eight o'clock in the evening."

　　 Lockhart's face is still a bit useful, although Harry doesn't think so, but Professor McGonagall does know a little bit of inside information-maybe the principal asked Lockhart to come, not without reason, she thought so.

　　 Harry and Ron walked into the auditorium with their heads down. Hermione followed behind, with the expression on her face as if she said, "You really violated the school rules."

　　 At the dinner table, even the mashed potato pancakes couldn't make Harry's appetite. Both he and Ron felt that they were more unlucky than each other.

　　 "Filch is killing me," Ron said, crying, "No magic! There are at least a hundred trophies in that room, and I'm not as good at scrubbing as Muggles."

"I'm willing to change with you at any time," Harry said sulkily. "I have never practiced scrubbing and washing at the Dursleys. But I wrote back to Lockhart's admirers... A nightmare..."

　　 Harry looked very broken, but no one would sympathize with him at all. A hero must take on what he should bear, and avoid it.

It’s not easy for Jon either. He still hasn’t got any information from Grindelwald—now he can’t float to the deep blue sea at any time, otherwise he will be able to discover the information from there, and keep it by himself. The response given by the engraving there.

　　 So, the letter in his hand that was going to be sent to Dumbledore was not sent out in the end, but it was reduced to ashes in his hand.

　　 If Grindelwald must want to surprise Dumbledore, it has nothing to do with him.

　　 So, into the night.

　　 The lights of Hogwarts before nine o'clock in the evening were still shining, illuminating the deep mist nearby and the lake flowing in the distance.

　　 And around Hogwarts, it was still as quiet as before. There were only two people standing at the secret road exit outside the school, waiting for their guests.

　　The guest is not Grindelwald, but another person.

　　 While waiting for news from Grindelwald in the afternoon, Jon received a letter.

　　 from Lille.

　　The letter said that his captain was going to find Jon and discuss some things.

　　 Jon is a little worried. He and the captain have never known each other, so what else needs to be said? And even if you need to say it, can you say it through Lille? Why do you have to come to Hogwarts to find him?

　　 But even if he said that, Jon didn't dare not wait here, because if he wasn't waiting here, he wouldn't be sure what would happen-what if the crazy lady did something out of the ordinary?

　　Although he had never seen this person before, he had confronted this person once before.

　　 That time, the leader of Lille said he was a thief.

　　 is really helpless.

　　 "When is it?"

　　 In the dark night, Jon asked Pippi next to him.

"If you asked for the exact time, it's probably more than two o'clock in the morning, because we have been waiting here for a long time since the curfew, can you tell me," Pippi yawned: "You What are you waiting for here for evildoers?"

　　 "I can't talk about wrongdoing, because even if she wants to do something, she will only come at me alone and will not affect you. The reason I want you to stay with me here is because it is so boring.

　　 The two people stood silently in the darkness for a while, their waiting was finally not in vain, a faint fluctuation in the distant darkness hit here quickly.

　　 Pippi was the first to feel this fluctuation, so he immediately disappeared from Jon and returned to Hogwarts Castle.

　　 Jon’s personal affairs are not very convenient for him to participate in, but if Jon is injured or accidentally severely injured, he will come out to help collect the body.

　　Who made him Pippi to be a kind person from birth?

　　 Such kindness is not very important to Jon, and Jon didn’t care about Pippi’s departure.

　　 Because he knows very well that there will be no conflict here tonight.

　　What Lille knows, Grindelwald must know ~lightnovelpub.net~ If Grindelwald knows that he still allows this person to come to him, it means that this person is not a threat to him.

　　 Although I don't know what Grindelwald is doing now, but Jon has such inexplicable confidence in him.

　　 Maybe this is trust.

　　 So when the girl in the black tights fell in front of Jon, she didn't see any extra expressions on the face of the "thief".

　　 Jon just nodded to her, said hello, turned around and walked into the secret tunnel.

　　 In any case, the visitors are all guests. Since they are guests, they cannot be received here.

　　 There is so much impoliteness, but it's not something that "manners" like Jon can do.

　　 And in the school, the training ground is Jon's home field, and the home field is better than being **** outside.

There are many differences between this girl and Jon’s imagination. It doesn’t seem to be very magical. Even the phantom spell needs to be blessed by Jon, but she does have the ability to travel through space, that kind of high speed. The speed of movement cannot be faked.

　　 So Jon was very curious about her.

　　 The two people walked all the way to the training ground in silence. At this moment, there was already an additional house in the training ground.

　　 A simple house.

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