Chapter 95: Pashmina (Modified)

"Owen, look, you still laughed at me when I bought these books. How about my vision? Gildero became Alan's professor, and these books became the designated textbooks for Hogwarts! Alan didn't I need to buy these books again!" Mrs. Harris looked proud, proud of her good vision.

"Alan, don't forget that you promised to give us Gilderoy's autograph!" Daisy looked at Alan eagerly, wishing to exchange with Alan, she went to Hogwarts to study, let Alan go St. Mungo's work.

"Ghideroy Lockhart will hold a book signing event at Lihen Bookstore next Wednesday, Daisy. If you really want his autograph so much, you can go to Lihen Bookstore by yourself, and you may get more than just It's a signature, and there will be a group photo!" Allen raised the "Daily Prophet" in his hand, on which there was an advertisement for Lihen Bookstore, and Gilderoy Lockhart had a bright smile on the newspaper. Teeth glistened.

Daisy snatched the newspaper from Ellen, smoothed the folds of the newspaper with care, and sandwiched it in her usual favorite book.

"What a successful liar!" Alan couldn't help complaining when he saw his sister became a fan girl.

"Next Wednesday, maybe I can take a day off, even if I have to work a few more days later!" Daisy was crazy!

"Maybe I can also give you a suitable reason for taking a break, such as helping the youngest brother buy necessities for the new semester?" Allen has just been to Diagon Alley a while ago and has already purchased enough medicinal materials and crucibles. Countless books were bought. They are now piled up in Allen's storage compartment, and he wants to use the rest of his vacation to organize these finances, for example, they can be placed in part of his mobile tower.

"It's a good idea!" Daisy poured Alan a cup of black tea as a reward, and watched Alan drink all the tea with a smile.

Allen continued to flip through the rest of the "Daily Prophet". As the chief reporter of the Daily Prophet, Rita Skeeter has not published a report for a long time, which is very strange in itself. But Allen knew well that his Mantra was still working. Rita couldn't make up news, and naturally couldn't continue to report. It seems that this kind of magic pen is not easy to get in the market.

What is the day-to-day life of the wizard's children like? Play some toys, read some fairy tale books, eat some cakes and other sweets... Emily's daily life is very simple and comfortable. But this morning, sitting in her baby chair, she kept picking her nose.

"Emily, is your nose uncomfortable?" All the adult wizards in the family had gone to work, and only Alan took care of Emily.

"No, on the contrary, my nose has never been so comfortable!" Emily, who had surprisingly long eyelashes, blinked and replied crisply.

"Then why do you keep messing with your nose?" Allen asked.

Emily thumped, jumped out of the children's chair, and ran to Alan who was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

"Ellen, I fell asleep last night and in my sleep I felt something go up my nose. My nose has never been so open this morning! But what was it?" Emily crawled When I got to Alan, let my brother hug me. Alan never treated her words as childish words, but listened patiently and carefully, and gave the best solution to the problem. Emily is close to and trusts Allen, and is willing to tell Allen her doubts.

"Maybe there is something really, Emily, don't worry, I will watch for you tonight to see what's going on." Allen didn't mean to be perfunctory to Emily, he really decided to guard Emily at night. Millie, look what's up.

Many times, children are not able to let their guardians understand what happened to them because they are not clear enough to express themselves. Some people think that the child is seeking the attention of the parents, but in fact it is very likely that they missed the child's distress signal.

Missed the opportunity to educate children.

Allen, who had been a teacher, of course would not make such a mistake. He valued what Emily said. The well-behaved Emily never lied. Since she expressed it like this, something must happen.

As night fell, in Emily's heart, the quiet summer night was especially at ease because of Alan's protection. She lay on the small white oak bed and fell into a deep sleep with a peaceful smile on her face.

After confirming that Emily was asleep, Allen hid his figure and watched the room closely. At midnight, a spherical thing crawled in from Emily's window sill. In the moonlight, Allen could see what it looked like.

This little ball-shaped monster is covered with soft creamy yellow fur and looks like a cute plush toy. It twisted its chubby body and explored in the room. From time to time, a very slender pink tongue will protrude from the middle of its body, sticking out like a snake in the room, as if looking for food.

Allen finally let go of his heart, he knew what it was. It's velvet! The cattail is a relatively common magical creature. It has strong survival ability and can be seen all over the world. Puff fleece has a docile personality and will not attack wizards, which made Alan, who recognized it, relax his nerves. Because the docile velvet is like a Muggle plush doll, you can hug it, even if you throw it around, it will remain indifferent.

The velvet climbed onto Emily's crib, stretched out its slender tongue, and the pink tongue got into the sleeping Emily's nose, and it retracted after a short while.

During this period, Allen just watched it quietly without any movement. Puffy fleeces like to stick their tongues up the noses of sleeping wizards and eat their dried boogers. Obviously it helped Emily clean up very well yesterday, so it didn't take long today, and it withdrew its tongue. The weird little habit of the pudding has made them loved by generations of wizard children. Even now that owls are popular as pets, many wizards still choose pudding as pets, and they are very popular among wizards.

Allen stood up quietly, walked to Pu Rongrong's side, hugged it, and stroked its soft yellow fur. This cattail slumped docilely in Allen's arms, humming in satisfaction.

Allen quietly left Emily's room with Puffy, and closed the door gently. They went straight to the kitchen, and Allen tiptoed around in the kitchen looking for it. So good, in an iron pot in the corner of the hearth, Alan found some leftover meals from the day. Allen dug out a plate that was not usually used, poured the food into the plate, and let go of the plush in his arms.

This cute little yellow-haired creature waddled up to the plate, stuck out its slender pink tongue, tasted it, and then ate it in big mouthfuls.