"Hagrid, what's wrong with you?"

Michelle stepped forward and expressed concern.

But Hagrid didn't reply.

He was totally lost, and continued walking towards the auditorium as if he hadn't seen Michelle and the others at all.

Not only that.

After Michelle got closer, she also found that one of Hagrid's hands was wrapped in a dirty bandage and there were some bruises on his cheek.

Michelle was really anxious now.

"Hagrid——"

She grabbed Hagrid's arm and said loudly.

"Oh, it's you." Hagrid finally came to his senses and said hoarsely, "What's the matter?"

"It's our turn to ask you this!"

Michelle raised her voice and said, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so distraught? And your injuries..."

"It's nothing." Hagrid explained in a panic, "I just bumped into it accidentally. Okay, little guys, I'm hungry. Let me get something to eat."

After saying this, Hagrid seemed to have fled and rushed into the auditorium.

Michelle and others looked at each other, worry written all over their faces.

"What now?" Ron asked, "Harry, do you still want to ask Hagrid for help?"

"How is that possible? Hagrid is already like this!" Harry frowned, "Compared to Hagrid, the vault is not important at all!"

Hermione said:

"But Hagrid didn't want to say anything."

"We just need to know one thing," Michelle said seriously, "that is, Hagrid needs help now! And as friends, we must help him!"

Hearing this, the expressions of Harry, Hermione and Ron also changed.

Several people looked at each other and nodded firmly.

…

Principal's room.

As soon as John appeared, Dumbledore stood up to greet him and said:

"How's it going? Is it going well?"

John didn't say anything, he just smiled and took out the gold cup from the lizard skin wallet, and waved it twice in front of Dumbledore.

that's enough.

With Dumbledore's strength, he could tell at just one glance that the remnants of Voldemort's soul on the gold cup had been removed.

"Excellent! Really outstanding!"

Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought that the plan would go so smoothly."

John put away the golden cup and said:

"Luck, coupled with some guarantee measures and cooperation, it's normal."

"This is not just luck." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Alastor and Sirius both told me after they came back that you showed great strength in Gringotts!

I dare say that even I would never have such strength at your age.

If it weren't for you, Jinbei would never have been solved so easily.

Seriously, John.

Have you ever considered returning to Hogwarts to resume your studies after this is all over?

Maybe after you graduate, you can stay in school and become a professor.

After all, I miss my family a bit... Maybe I should leave the position to others, such as Severus, or Minerva.

And when the time comes, you can fill their shoes."

As soon as this statement came out.

The portraits of past principals on the wall also nodded in agreement.

….

It can be seen that they usually discuss these matters with Dumbledore in the principal's office.

There are even many major decisions made by Dumbledore who pooled the wisdom of all previous Hogwarts principals.

But upon hearing this, John chuckled and said:

"You want me to stay in school as a professor? Professor Dumbledore, aren't you afraid that I, like Voldemort, plan to influence the students at Hogwarts and create an army?"

Dumbledore

Meaningfully:

"You will not."

John and Dumbledore looked at each other, the smiles on their faces slowly disappearing in silence.

But in the end, John did not say whether he agreed or not, but sighed:

"Let's talk about the diadem, Professor Dumbledore. What are the results of your search?"

Dumbledore also changed the topic naturally:

"The work on Hogwarts Castle is in progress, and there are no results so far. There has been some progress in intelligence collection... but we have also encountered some more difficult problems."

"What's the trouble?"

"I'll take you to see it and you'll understand."

Dumbledore sighed and led John out of the principal's office.

The two of them wandered around the castle for a long time, until John was almost lost, and then they turned into a remote corridor.

After walking some distance along the corridor, a translucent figure appeared in the field of vision of John and Dumbledore.

It was a female ghost.

At this moment, she was dancing around a beam of golden sunlight that filtered into the dark corridor from the narrow stone window.

Her dancing posture is elegant and beautiful, and paired with the evening dress and ghost's unique elegance, she looks uniquely charming.

Although she wasn't familiar with her, John recognized her.

This is Ravenclaw's resident ghost - Lady Grey.

John looked at Dumbledore with some confusion, wondering what Dumbledore had brought him to.

Dumbledore made a silent and calm gesture to John, and then continued to enjoy Ms. Gray's dance.

It wasn't until the song ended and Ms. Gray began to bow towards the deserted place that Dumbledore finally clapped.

"Pah pah pah——"

The applause was particularly abrupt in the empty and dark corridor.

Ms. Gray was startled.

Her body instantly tensed up, and her translucent face was filled with panic.

But after discovering that the person applauding was Dumbledore, the panic quickly turned into anger.

"Dumbledore!" she said through gritted teeth, "Peeping is not what a gentleman should do!"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Grey. But I just can't bear to interrupt such a beautiful dance. It's so elegant!"

Dumbledore smiled and said softly.

Hearing this, John raised his eyebrows and looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

He really didn't know that Dumbledore was so good at saying words to please women.

But this is still reasonable.

If Dumbledore didn't mean what he said, how could he have tricked Professor McGonagall into working overtime every day to help him with his official duties?

….

However, Ms. Gray is obviously not as easy to deal with as Professor McGonagall.

After hearing Dumbledore's praise, she just snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"Wait! Ms. Grey, we really have something important to ask you."

Dumbledore shouted loudly and led John to chase Ms. Grey.

"Stop pestering me, you old and disrespectful fellow!" Ms. Gray said while floating, "I won't let you succeed!"

After hearing this, John's eyes turned back and forth on the faces of Dumbledore and Ms. Gray, and their expressions became increasingly weird.
To be continued...