Chapter 148 Hatred Can only Be Resolved with Hatred

July 31st is Harry Potter's birthday.

But for Joanne, this day is an ordinary Tuesday.

She didn't get up from bed until nine o'clock that day, and the room above the rock was empty at that time.

She went in and made a profile, and made the most reasonable inference based on what she heard last night.

Keeping these in mind, Joanne turned and walked out of the crumbling room.

"How is it?" On the boat below the reef, Jon looked up at Joanne above, who jumped down, and her good physical fitness made her land firmly on the deck. "It's almost, what, we have to go ?”

"Yes." Jon nodded. "The things here are basically the same. Is there anything you haven't collected yet?"

Joanne thought for a while, then shook her head, "No, basically everything is almost the same, only a few things are missing."

"Diagon Alley?"

Joanne nodded.

"It's too late,

Harry and the others have already gone to Diagon Alley, and you can't get in. "

Jon shook his head and denied, "But then I can prepare a related store for you, you should be able to use it, and Harry Potter's observation log, I will also send it to you regularly, and you can play the role of writer for the rest. Let your imagination handle it."

"Okay, then let's go."

"Go call Lan Ke, and bring back my piece of paper by the way."

Breakfast was settled on the boat. Ranke, who came out after getting dressed, was quite normal at first, but when he got close to Jon, he couldn't help but bow his head, acting like a servant.

Fortunately, during the whole breakfast, there was nothing else except this weird looking one.

"What did you do to him? Isn't it a little magic?"

"How do I know." Taking advantage of the gap when Rank was driving, Jon and Joanne began to gossip, "It is estimated that something went wrong, and I will study it later."

"Okay, where shall we go next?"

"I'll pick up my things at Privet Drive, then go to Manchester to see your new home, after that, I should leave."

"So fast?"

"I've been here too long, and I can't hold on any longer."

Jon shook his hand, "I really can't hold on any longer. I originally wanted to see Harry. Now, I don't have any motivation to keep going."

"That's fine, anyway, you have to go back to school to attend classes, so I won't bother you, I will contact you if there is something else."

Within two sentences, Lan Ke had already driven the car over.

Get in the car, without a word all the way.

Jon doesn't have many things, just a small suitcase, but Joanne has a lot of things, and she also has a lot of things in the staff dormitory in Manchester.

"Actually, there is nothing upstairs, only some information, and I can do it by myself."

Joanne rejected Ranke's intention to help, and gave Jon a look before getting out of the car.

Come on, this lady won't come down for a while now.

"Boss, where are you for a while? I'll drive you there later."

"No need, I can go by myself, and don't try to stare at me, Dumbledore probably didn't give you such an order."

silence.

"Boss, what are you talking about?"

Rank's laughter sounded rather harsh.

Jon didn't bother to go around in circles, he said directly, "Rank Meadows, twenty-three years old, graduated from Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry five years ago, your aunt Dorcas Meadows, a former member of the Order of the Phoenix , died under Voldemort in 1981, after which the Meadows family immigrated to France, you also transferred to Beauxbatons at Hogwarts, returned to England two years after graduation, and joined the Order of the Phoenix, am I right? "

There was silence in the carriage.

After a long time, Lan Ke nodded slowly, "You are right, but...how did you find me?"

"My father will not easily interfere in my life, unless my mother frightens the order. I know that my grandmother and Dumbledore have personal relationships, but I have never used these relationships. I don't know if Dumbledore told You, but my identity is not as simple as it seems from the outside world."

"Principal Dumbledore didn't tell me about your identity, but he told me before that I will fully obey your orders when I'm here, and I don't need to report anything to him..."

Lan Ke pursed his lips, "I really don't mean anything malicious, so you don't have to guard against me."

"The purpose of my appearance is actually just to protect you."

"I never doubted your purpose, because I completely believe in Dumbledore's character."

Jon turned his head and looked out of the car window, estimating when Joanne would go downstairs, "As I said at the beginning, Dumbledore knows my identity. If he really wants to know anything, just Just let Fox send a letter to ask me. There is no need to send a new person. Moreover, I have not hidden this matter from the beginning. Dumbledore knows what I want to do without guessing, yours Appeared, Dumbledore should have arranged to assist Joanne, right?"

Frank didn't speak.

"If you don't speak, it means you acquiesce. I guessed that Dumbledore must have thought of my purpose. I will discuss this matter with Dumbledore in person after I return to school. As for you..." Jon thought about it " Just help Joanne here, I value her book very much, and Dumbledore should also value it now."

"Okay, I will protect Miss Rowling."

"Also, don't report my whereabouts to my family, and don't let them disturb Joanne. You should obey Dumbledore's orders, not my grandmother's."

Rank fell silent again.

Because Joanne has come down.

Naturally, the physical strength of helping Joanne move can't be Jon's business. Rank and Joanne can handle it completely. After moving things, Ranke drives Jon to the station.

"Boss, where are you going?"

"Huh? Didn't I tell you not to ask?"

"Professor Dumbledore asked me to ask this. He said, if you want to go abroad, it's best not to go out at this time, it's not safe."

Lan Ke said while driving, "The professor said that time and happiness can make the hatred subside and keep you from being too aggressive."

"Really, then tell Dumbledore for me that I won't go out, I'm not that reckless, and I will protect myself. Besides, how can the hatred naturally fade away?"

Jon remembered a sentence he heard from nowhere, raised his head and said to Ranke, "Hate can only be resolved with hatred."