The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Professor Minerva-McGonagall glanced at the principal suspiciously. Seeing the serious expression on the other side, she even wondered if she was deliberately playing tricks on herself.

But it was less than a quarter of an hour before one o'clock in the afternoon.

Professor McGonagall decided to wait in the principal's office for a while to see who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was.

Time passed by, and Jon Hart didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He sat on the principal's seat and read the "Daily Prophet" that he hadn't finished reading this morning.

Just when Professor McGonagall was getting impatient, there was a sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.

Professor McGonagall quickly raised his head.

...

With a creak, the brass door of the principal's office was gently pushed open.

Then, only saw an old lady walking in with a cane.

She looks very old, her short hair is covered with hoarfrost, her face is covered with wrinkles, and her teeth have basically fallen out...

However, unlike her aging appearance, judging from her walking posture, she seems to be very energetic; the afternoon sun shines through the window and sprinkles on her silver hair, and she even looks a little "vigorous".

"Merlin's beard, I hope I'm not late!" the old lady said slowly.

At the same time, she looked around casually, as if she was very familiar with the environment in the principal's office.

"You are...Professor Mellors?" Minerva McGonagall looked carefully at the old lady in front of her before she recognized her, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"I can't believe that I have been away from Hogwarts for forty years, and someone here still remembers me." The old lady seemed a little surprised. She turned around and looked directly at Professor McGonagall:

"If I remember correctly, you should be Minerva...the last time I saw you, you were a cute little girl, I didn't expect you to be so big now...the Sorting Hat took five minutes It's a pity that you were sent to Gryffindor instead of my Ravenclaw at the time..."

Hearing the regretful voice of the other party, Professor McGonagall couldn't hide his surprise at all: "Professor Mellors, you are willing to return to Hogwarts to teach... But, your body..."

"My old bones really can't take it anymore... If I stay at Hogwarts for another year or a half..." Professor Galatea-Meles said with a smile: "But Principal Hart Write to me and tell me that I only need to temporarily return to Hogwarts to fill the vacancy for more than a month, which I am quite happy for, life after retirement is indeed a bit too boring."

Galatea-Meles used to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, and when she retired, she had been at Hogwarts for about fifty years... and after more than forty years of retirement Years later, a letter from the headmaster of Hogwarts brought her back to the castle again.

The old lady turned around again and looked at the young man sitting on the principal's chair. She grinned and said, "I think...you should be Mr. Hart...the youngest man in Hogwarts history. Headmaster, it really looks like that."

"Yes, it's me, Professor Mellors." Jon quickly stood up, smiled and nodded towards the old professor: "Welcome back to Hogwarts."

...

"It's really nostalgic!" Ms. Galatea-Meles said with emotion while looking around: "I was here like Albus saying goodbye back then. I thought I would never be able to come back here..."

Looking at the portraits on the wall, Professor Mellors finally stopped.

Leaning on a cane, she smiled and bowed towards one of the portraits: "Principal Black, long time no see!"

"Good afternoon, Mellors." Phineas Black took off his hat and saluted Professor Mellors.

Galatea-Meles' eyes continued to wander around the portrait wall, and finally stopped on another portrait: "And Professor Dippet, nice to see you again!"

"Cough, cough, cough, Galatea!" Armando Dippet coughed a few times and said, "I didn't expect you to return to Hogwarts."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that my old bones could do my best for Hogwarts." Professor Mellors replied, her eyes continued to search the portrait wall.

"Oh!" She whispered, and asked suspiciously: "Principal Hart, why didn't I see Albus's portrait on it?"

As she spoke, she turned around and looked at Jon curiously with those old eyes.

"It happened suddenly, and the portrait of Professor Dumbledore hasn't been finished yet." Jon replied calmly.

"Really?" There was a gleam of light in the corner of the old lady's eyes, and she smiled slyly at Jon: "So it's like this..."

"Professor McGonagall, is there anything else you can do?" Jon ignored the old lady, but turned to look at the vice-principal: "I want to discuss the Defense Against the Dark Arts course with Professor Mellors." related business."

"Then I'll take my leave first!" Minerva McGonagall didn't notice anything unusual, she left the principal's office.

...

"Please sit down, Professor Meles!" Jon waved his wand casually, and a chair with light blue cushions appeared in front of Galatea Meles immediately.

The old lady first put the cane aside, then sat down and stretched her muscles and bones.

"To be honest, I feel a little regretful. When I heard the news of Albus' death..." She said slowly, "It's such a pity that a great wizard like him left this world without knowing why. ,Is not it?"

"Yeah..." Jon replied casually: "The world is impermanent, isn't it?"

"The young headmaster recalled me, an old lady, to Hogwarts. I wonder if you have anything else to do?" Professor Mellors asked again slowly.

"I'm afraid you guessed it right." Jon didn't hide it, and said calmly: "Do you still remember that a student named Tom Riddle... studied at Hogwarts before you retired from Hogwarts. "

"Of course... a very hardworking and intelligent child." Professor Mellors closed his eyes and nodded after thinking for a moment: "I usually have a deep impression on students like her." "Just at four Ten years ago, after you retired, he returned to Hogwarts and wanted to apply for the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts that you left behind..." Jon continued: "However, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore thinks that he His intentions were not right, and his application was rejected..."

"...and after that, a curse began to spread across Hogwarts..."

"...There is no Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who can work at Hogwarts for more than a year!"