Chapter 683 Pear
The father and daughter talked for a while in a slightly unfamiliar way.
"Helena, do you really don't want me to admit our relationship to the outside world now?"
"Dad, wait until you look older than me. I'll go to my mother first."
Helena straightened her body buoyantly, rose slowly, pulled her body out of the ground, and then turned three times on the spot. Her posture was as rigid as a puppet being manipulated, and she maintained an arrogant and indifferent attitude for a long time. , has already prevented her from making too many expressions, and she uses this method to express her joy in a somewhat unfamiliar way.
Alan smiled softly, waved his hand at Helena understandingly, and watched his daughter go out from the ceiling to leave the basement to find her mother Luna, looked at the surrounding environment and judged the general direction of the auditorium, Alan Walking along a corridor, since he reached the basement, Allen wanted to go to the Hogwarts kitchen next to Hufflepuff's lounge, and he planned to take the things that Bonnie had hidden for him.
A letter with golden phoenix wings suddenly floated in front of him, making Allen stop in his tracks.
Obviously, in the entire British wizarding world, apart from himself transformed, there is only one person who can send messages with phoenix wings, the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore.
Allen reached out and opened the letter. Dumbledore, who knew that Allen was returning to school, invited him to the principal's office before lunch, and finally wrote "caramel popcorn" to inform Allen to open the door.
A quill appeared in Allen's hand, and Allen quickly wrote a reply on the parchment. He also wanted to talk to Dumbledore, hoping to change his mind.
After writing the reply, Allen did not leave for the principal's office immediately, but continued to walk towards the wide stone corridor where the kitchen entrance was located. It is something to eat. Allen stopped in front of a huge silver bowl full of fruit in a picture.
This is the door leading to the kitchen, as long as you stretch out your index finger and scratch the big green pear on the picture, the pear will wriggle and giggle, and then turn into a big green doorknob, and then you can Open the door and walk in—there are also four long wooden tables in the kitchen, which are exactly the same as the tables of the four colleges in the auditorium above. When meals are served, food is delivered from the kitchen table to an equivalent college table in the auditorium above.
There are hundreds of house-elves working in the Hogwarts kitchens, where you can get absolute preferential treatment from them, and they will rush to bring food to you whatever you want.
It's just that Allen didn't walk in the door this time. His goal was not the kitchen full of sumptuous food, let alone those house-elves who were enthusiastic and absolutely attentive in service. He raised his hands slightly, aimed at the picture on the wall, and then moved the picture down slightly by stepping on his feet. The picture was turned over, and the back baffle was removed. Behind the silver bowl of fruit was another A portrait: On the grass outside the tavern in Hufflepuff, the red-haired Bonnie with sunken eye sockets is sitting upright on a chair, with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, looking very dignified. Merlin, who had grown into a teenager, stood behind her with a bright smile on his face. And in the window of the tavern behind them, Io Taylor Buddha was holding the lute and singing to Hufflepuff. Across the sparkling lake in front of the lawn, the small village in the distance is immersed in the afterglow of the setting sun. The villagers are carrying farm tools and working in the forest and fields. Tossing around, everything seemed quiet and peaceful, that was the place where Merlin lived since he was a child——Crowhurst Village. Obviously, this small village was added by Merlin later, to commemorate the place where he lived and where he met his teacher for the first time.
Detaching the painting from the frame and putting it back on the bezel, Allen put the painting of the fruit silver bowl as the entrance to the kitchen back to its original position.
He took out his pocket watch and checked the time.
Before he could say hello to everyone in the portrait, he put it in his pocket, and Alan stepped into the shadows and teleported to the door of the principal's office—without calling out a command, the stone monster separated left and right, and Alan stepped onto the moving spiral Stairs, came to the oak door, the door opened itself.
Dumbledore sat behind the large principal's desk, stared at Allen carefully, nodded at him, Allen saluted slightly and walked towards him. There was a sound of flapping wings, and the Phoenix Fox left its perched branch, flew over from the office, and flew around Allen, "Hello, Fox." Allen said softly, and he stroked the With the beautiful golden and red feathers of the phoenix, Fox blinked at him calmly-although he didn't meet many times, Alan's Animagus made him always like Fox.
"Have something to drink?" said Dumbledore pleasantly, holding out his hand to sign Alan to sit in the armchair opposite his headmaster's table.
"Butter beer," Allen replied calmly after sitting down.
"Would you like some more popcorn? I've recently become obsessed with this thing. It's very suitable for eating while watching TV... It's burnt, crispy, sweet and delicious." A small basket of caramelized popcorn appeared in front of Allen, and butter beer gurgled from the The flagon slipped into a beer glass.
Allen raised his wine glass and Dumbledore saluted each other, and took a sip—the house elves in the Hogwarts kitchen were obviously skilled in cooking, and they added a little salt when cooking the syrup to balance the sweet and greasy feeling , making Allen feel that this is a little more to his taste than the ones sold in The Three Broomsticks.
"Professor Harris, it seems that you have had a great adventure. I am very happy and welcome you back to Hogwarts." Dumbledore looked at Alan's silver-white hair, pale cheeks, and the unusual, Dressed in the style of an ancient wizard.
"Thank you, Principal Dumbledore. Congratulations on recovering most of your identities, and welcome back to Hogwarts." Allen welcomed in the tone of his master, "You were not removed from the chocolate frog card."
This made Dumbledore slightly surprised, but he was relieved when he thought that the Harris family was one of the school directors.
"They know that as long as they don't remove me from the chocolate frog card, I won't be really angry." Dumbledore said with a smile, as if he was very grateful for this, and then he put down the beer glass in his hand, rather Wei said seriously: "As the headmaster of Hogwarts—no, this is a bit arrogant. As an old man who has been engaged in education for many years, Alan, please listen to my request."
"Oh? The purpose of my coming here should be similar to the content of your request...but please tell me first." Allen took another sip of butter beer and put down his glass, then crossed his hands on the table to listen to each other Views.
"Alan, I have absolutely no objection to the fact that you want to teach the students ancient magic and conduct duel training. I admit that my ideas on the past education path have overprotected little wizards, and I have been overly protected by too many other things. Distraction, your intensive training class has helped Hogwarts students for all to see." Dumbledore propped his arms on the table, moved his face closer to Allen, and said sincerely, " But I still hope that you don't teach students black magic, Alan, I think you should understand what I mean, not all little wizards can strengthen their beliefs like you."