The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Madam Pomfrey walked briskly from the back of the ward and asked with concern, "What's going on?"

As she spoke, she threw a hand and helped Jon move Astoria Greengrass to the hospital bed.

Even after the quilt was covered, Astoria was still curled up there, shivering helplessly, her little hand grabbed Jon's hand tightly and refused to let go.

"It was a Boggart, Poppy..." Heavy footsteps came from behind, it was Albus Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's voice was a little guilty: "My negligence!"

"Boggart!" Madam Pomfrey frowned. "It looks like the girl was just a little frightened, but her reaction... seems to be very special!"

"Can you cure her, Madam Pomfrey?" Jon asked anxiously.

"Of course!" The female school nurse at Hogwarts nodded. "It's easy, but she might have to stay here for one night."

As she spoke, she threw a hot towel to Jon: "Wipe this girl's forehead for me."

Jon nodded, picked up the towel with his other hand, and carefully began wiping it on Astoria's forehead. The girl's fierce reaction began to disappear little by little, and she began to gradually regain her composure.

Madam Pomfrey came round the curtain, holding a large bottle filled with pale cyan liquid.

With Jon's assistance, they managed to lift Astoria from the hospital bed:

"Drink it, kid... it'll get better soon!" Madam Pomfrey said softly.

After drinking this cup of potion, the blond girl's eyes seemed to be rejuvenated.

She raised her head, first glanced at Jon apologetically, then turned to the principal, and said weakly:

"I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore..."

"It's my fault, Miss Greenglass!" Dumbledore shook his head: "I forgot about your special circumstances..."

The door slammed open and Daphne Greengrass broke in.

"Astoria!" she screamed.

"No loud noise!" Madam Pomfrey warned sternly with a stern face.

"I'm sorry, ma'am...it's my sister, it's my sister lying in the hospital bed..."

Madam Pomfrey didn't stop her further, Daphne came to the bedside as fast as she could and hugged the blond girl into her arms.

"Sister..." Astoria sobbed in a low voice.

Daphne opened her mouth and tried to say something, but gave Jon a vigilant look:

"Mr. Hart, thank you for taking my sister to the hospital." She said dryly, "But now, can you leave?"

Jon frowned, but nodded anyway.

Touching the back of Astoria's hand and signaling her to let go, Jon stood up and left the ward.

...

Not long after walking out of the ward, Jon saw a middle-aged woman wearing a black coat, short blond hair, and a pair of monocles, passing him by, and then hurriedly entered the ward in Astoria .

Is she presumably Daphne and Astoria's mother, Mrs Greenglass?

What secrets should Astoria-Greengrass hide... He's not stupid, he guessed something as early as on the train to Hogwarts. But since she didn't tell herself, she naturally had her own difficulties, and Jon wouldn't ask anything.

And I am a first-year little wizard, even if I know about it, it is useless.

Just as he was about to leave the school hospital, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Jon?" A girl with thick brown hair looked at him in surprise with piercing brown eyes: "Why are you here?"

"Good afternoon...Hermione..." Jon was also a little surprised, and quickly explained: "One of my classmates had some physical problems during Defense Against the Dark Arts class, so I sent her to the school hospital."

The person who happened to meet him at the school hospital was actually Miss Hermione Granger; after half a year, they met again.

"Is that so..." Hermione nodded: "It's okay, I also sent a friend of mine to the school hospital; he was injured a few days ago, and although he has been discharged, Madam Pomfrey wants him Check back today."

Almost to verify what Hermione said, the two boys also walked into the school hospital.

A boy with fiery red hair, and a thin boy with black-rimmed glasses.

Are you going to meet the Salvation Trio? Jon thought to himself, a smile on his lips.

After all, it is necessary to get to know each other, and it is better to catch up sooner rather than later.

"Harry, Ron!" Hermione waved at the two boys, who also came over.

"Introducing you, he's Jon Hart...the son of a friend of my father's, a first-year Hufflepuff student."

"Jon, they're Ron Weasley and Harry Potter."

"Wait...that name...I seem to have heard Ginny say..." Ron murmured, "Jon Hart...she said you worked hard...and your grades seem to be Hufflepuff. Number one among the odd first-year students?"

"Compared to Miss Weasley, my grades are still slightly worse." Jon said modestly.

"Looks like another Percy..."

Pretending not to hear Ron's muttering, Jon turned his gaze to Harry Potter on the other side.

"Could it be... Are you Harry Potter?" Jon asked in shock: "Some time ago, the hero of the monster who helped Professor Dumbledore kill Slytherin... The boy who survived... "

"Uh... yeah..." Harry smiled reluctantly.

"Nice to meet you, Harry."

The two shook hands.

"Um... me too, Jon."

After a few more casual chats, a minute later, at the door of the school hospital, Jon and the three of them parted ways.

As he walked out of the school hospital, Jon couldn't help laughing.

Do you consider yourself to have completed the achievement of "getting acquainted with the Salvation Trio"?

It is a rare thing to have completed this achievement more than six months after the start of the first semester.

But before taking a few steps, I heard the three people in the back seem to be arguing:

"Harry, you must tell Madam Pomfrey that you are in good health later, and ask her to allow you to participate in the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tomorrow." Only Ron was heard there. instructed.

"Don't be stupid, Ron!" Hermione retorted: "Mrs. Pomfrey said three days ago that the basilisk venom in Harry's body has not been completely removed. Although he can be discharged from the hospital, he cannot be discharged for at least a week. Do vigorous exercise!"

"You don't understand... Hermione... That's Quidditch... It's about the House Cup!" Ron retorted angrily: "You don't understand the importance of the matter at all!"