Chapter 271 Jon Green is crowned!

The dinner was over, and Grindelwald and Durmstrang's professors had left the great hall, while the rest of the students were walking towards the door one after another.

Only their walking movements were abrasive, and as they moved forward, they couldn't help but look back, not at anyone else, but at their newest young Professor of Transfiguration who was appointed today.

Jon didn't get up, he was propping his face up with one hand, fiddling with the silver fork in his hand in one way or another, as if he was struggling with something.

The Hogwarts students didn't leave either, they were in the process of learning from Diane what exactly Grindelwald had just announced.

"G, Professor Green."

Diane did not explain much to the others but carefully addressed the boy, who is three years younger than her.

Even if someone might have doubts due to Jon's age, no one dared to go against Grindelwald's decision.

As long as the Headmaster of this school is willing, he can even let a house elf be a Professor of Transfiguration, and all the students will have to be respectful to that house elf.

Hearing the girl, who is half a head taller than himself, address himself like this, Jon felt out of place listening to it, and he wrinkled his face.

"Just call me Jon, no need to call me Professor Green."

Diane, however, shook her head firmly.

"This is a school rule, students can't call the Professor by his name, or they would be punished by being sent to confinement."

Jon was at his wits' end, he had completely lost his swing.

"Then call me whatever you want."

And it was at this time that the Hogwarts students learned from Hermione how Jon had gone from Captain Green to Professor Green.

"Cool!"

George patted Jon's shoulder hard as he exclaimed in admiration.

"Professor Green! That's so cool Jon! You must be the youngest wizard school professor in the history of the magical world!"

Fred and Lee both were also excited like it was they themselves who are going to be Professor, gesticulating and pretending to be doormen yelling.

"Standing before you is! Great student leader! The valiant captain of Hogwarts! The youngest professor of Durmstrang! The crowned Jon Green!"

Gabrielle also cheered in mid-air in fear that the world would not know.

"Crowned Jon Green! Crowned Jon Green!"

The other Hogwarts students, Neville, Ron, Justin, Lavender, Hanton, and so on, also looked with proud expressions, after all, a Hogwarts student became a Professor in Durmstrang, this is indeed a proud thing.

Jon looked at them with a helpless look.

"What are you guys so happy about? Wanting me to leave Hogwarts and join Durmstrang so badly, is that it?"

His words instantly calmed everyone down, and Neville looked at Jon nervously.

"What do you mean by leaving Hogwarts?"

Jon said breathlessly.

"It means literally, can't you see? This Headmaster is trying to make me a Professor at Durmstrang, so I don't have to go back to Hogwarts to attend school, by making me a member of this school."

Diane, who was on the side, corrected seriously.

"You're already our professor now, Professor Green, and since Sir Headmaster said so, that's something that can't be changed."

This time the Hogwarts students couldn't be happy any longer.

Their faces, which were still excited, now slumped along with Jon's.

"That won't work! Jon is a student of Hogwarts, and without Professor Dumbledore's consent, you guys have no authority to take him away!"

Fred said angrily.

Diane said as she spread her hands.

"That's not up to me or you, it's still up to Sir Headmaster, and Sir Headmaster already stated that he would inform Dumbledore."

Jon finally put the silver fork back on the long table, the fork as soon as it touched the long table disappeared, probably because a house elf in the kitchen has long been staring at him to see when he will return the fork.

"Take it easy guys." He comforted Fred and them, then looked at Diane, "Can you show me the way to the Headmaster's office please?"

For this request of his, Diane certainly had nothing to refuse.

The Hogwarts student accommodation had been arranged just before the dinner started, and now a special Durmstrang prefect took them there, so there was no need for Jon to make any further arrangements for the others, and he directly followed Diane in the direction of the Headmaster's office.

On the way, Diane couldn't help but look at this boy, who is obviously three years younger than her and couldn't help but ask before they reached the halfway point

"Why did our Headmaster appoint you to be our professor?"

"That would be a question to ask your Headmaster in person." Jon didn't hide his stance, "To be honest, there must be many of you who have doubts about me becoming a Professor, and I actually don't want to, but you should be able to see that I can't express my opinion on this matter at all."

Diane nodded at first, then quickly shook her head again.

"As long as it's an order from Sir Headmaster, no student in the school will question it."

"Not daring to question it with your mouth and doubting it in your heart are two different things."

As they spoke, they had arrived at the door of one of the rooms on the fourth floor of the castle, and it was here where Diane stopped leading Jon.

"I can only take you here, the curfew will start soon in the castle, and students are not allowed to be outside at that time, I have to get back before that."

"Thank you very much for your help."

Jon thanked her for her help and then watched as the girl trotted off through the corridor.

He stood alone in front of the door and had just taken a deep breath to knock on the door, when the door, which had been closed, suddenly opened by itself.

Jon hesitated for a second, and then he reached out and pushed the door open completely.

This is a very large office, the entire room is cylindrical, with towering bookshelves placed around the walls, the top of the shelves have been up to more than five meters high to the ceiling, the bookshelves are filled with books densely packed, giving a sense of total oppression.

The room was not bright, and a familiar light to Jon, a whitish green light filled everywhere, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a bird with golden red feathers standing on the desk.

Fawkes!

Fawkes also saw Jon, and he swung his wings and glided down to Jon's shoulder.

Then a more familiar and unmistakable voice sounded from the direction of the fireplace.

"I'm asked you to protect my students, Gellert, 'protect', I don't think you have any other weird understanding of this word, right?"

Jon looked in the direction of the fireplace, the green fire formed the face of a man, it is Dumbledore!

His voice was calm, but in these calm words, anyone can hear the meaning of raising blame.

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