Volume 4: The Sea and the Ship Heading North Chapter 271 His Majesty Jon Green!
The dinner was over, Grindelwald and the professors from Durmstrang had left the hall, and the other students were also walking out the door .
But they walked very slowly, and as they moved forward, they couldn't help but look back. They were not looking at anyone else, but only at their new young professor of Transfiguration who had just taken office today.
Jon didn't stand up. He was supporting his face with one hand and fiddling with the silver fork in his hand, as if he was struggling with something.
The students of Hogwarts did not leave either. They were trying to find out from Diane what Grindelwald had just announced.
"G-Professor Green..."
Diane didn't explain anything else, but carefully addressed the boy who was three years younger than her.
Even if some people doubted Jon's age, no one dared to go against Grindelwald's decision.
As long as the headmaster of this school is willing, he can let a house-elf be the professor of Transfiguration, and all the students have to be respectful to that house-elf.
Hearing the way this girl, who was half a head taller than him, addressed him, Jon felt something was not right and he frowned.
"Just call me Jon, no need to call me Professor Green."
Diane shook her head firmly.
"This is the school rule. Students cannot address professors by their first names. Otherwise, they will be punished by being put in solitary confinement."
Jon was at his wit's end, he had completely given up.
"Then call me whatever you want."
It was at this time that the students of Hogwarts learned from Hermione how Jon changed from Captain Green to Professor Green.
"cool!"
George patted Jon's shoulder hard and exclaimed loudly.
"Professor Green! That's so cool, Jon! You must be the youngest magic school professor in the history of the wizarding world! "
Fred and Li were also very excited, as if they were the ones to become professors. They danced and shouted like doormen.
"The one standing before you is! The great student leader! The brave captain of Hogwarts! The youngest professor at Durmstrang! His Majesty Jon Green!"
Gabrielle was cheering in the air, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
"Your Majesty Jon Green! Your Majesty Jon Green!"
Other Hogwarts students, Neville, Ron, Justin, Lavender, Hamton, etc., all had proud expressions on their faces. After all, it was indeed a matter of pride for a Hogwarts student to become a professor at Durmstrang.
Jon looked at them helplessly.
"What are you so happy about? Do you want me to leave Hogwarts and join Durmstrang so much?"
His words immediately calmed everyone down, and Neville looked at Jon nervously.
"What do you mean by leaving Hogwarts?"
Jon said weakly.
"It means exactly what it says. Can't you see? The headmaster wants me to be a professor at Durmstrang, so I don't have to go back to Hogwarts to study. If you agree, I will be a member of this school."
Diane on the side corrected seriously.
"You are already our professor, Professor Green. Since the principal has said so, this is something that cannot be changed."
The students of Hogwarts were no longer happy.
Their originally excited faces now fell along with Jon's.
"That won't work! Jon is a student at Hogwarts. You have no right to take him away without Professor Dumbledore's consent!"
Fred said angrily.
Diane spread her hands and said.
"It's not up to me or you to decide. It depends on the headmaster's opinion. The headmaster also said that he would inform Dumbledore."
Jon finally threw the silver fork back onto the long table. As soon as the fork touched the table, it disappeared. There must have been a house-elf in the kitchen watching him to see when he would return the fork.
"Don't get excited yet." He comforted Fred and the others, then looked at Diane, "Can you help me lead the way to the principal's office?"
Of course, Diane had no objection to his request.
The student accommodation at Hogwarts had been arranged before the dinner began, and now there was a special Durmstrang prefect to take them there, so Jon didn't need to make any arrangements for anyone else. He just followed Diane towards the headmaster's office.
On the way, Diane couldn't help looking at this boy who was three years younger than her. Before they were halfway there, she couldn't help but ask
"Why did the president invite you to be our professor?"
"That's a question you should ask your president himself." Jon did not hide his attitude. "To be honest, many of you must have doubts about my being a professor. I don't really want to, but you should be able to see that I can't comment on this matter at all."
Diane nodded first, then quickly shook her head.
"As long as it is an order from the principal, no student in the school will question it."
"Not daring to question verbally and not questioning in the heart are two different things."
As they were talking, they had already arrived at a door on the fourth floor of the castle, and Diane and Jon stopped here.
"I can only bring you here. The curfew in the castle is start. Students are not allowed to go out at this time. I have to go back before then."
"Thank you very much for your help."
Jon thanked her for her help and then watched the girl trot down the corridor.
He stood alone in front of the door. Just when he took a deep breath and was about to knock on the door, the door that was originally closed suddenly opened by itself.
Jon hesitated for a second, then he reached out and pushed the door open completely.
This is a very large office . The whole room is cylindrical in shape, and the walls are surrounded by towering bookshelves. The tops of the bookshelves reach the ceiling, which is more than five meters high. The bookshelves are filled with densely packed books, giving people a very oppressive feeling.
The room was not bright, and a whitish green light that was very familiar to Jon filled the room. As soon as he entered the room, he saw the bird with golden and red feathers standing on the desk.
Fox!
Fox also saw Jon, and it flapped its wings and glided to Jon's shoulder.
Then a more familiar voice sounded from the direction of the fireplace.
"I asked you to protect my students, Gellert. You should not have any other weird understanding of the word 'protect', right?"
Jon looked towards the fireplace, and the face formed by the green fire was none other than Dumbledore!
His voice was calm, but anyone could hear the intention of launching an attack to hold someone accountable.
