Hogwarts Everything is Three

On Wednesday morning, Allen brought Hermione out of the school and arrived at the new home of Grindelwald, Vice President of Hogwarts University at the agreed time.

The exquisite and elegant residence in front of the house is brightly colored, with brown-red and Chushi-based walls and white lines, forming a checkered facade. The ground floor of the building is made of masonry, and the floor is made of wood frame, the components are exposed, the arrangement is dense and dense, and the decorative effect is strong. Its spire is exceptionally sharp and tall, like a sold sword, with an attic inside and a dormer window. The round or octagonal staircase protrudes outside.

This typical German-style house is concealed in the dense shade of green trees in the winding path of the front yard outside the house. It lies quietly beside the green grass. The cooking and processing places built in the yard on Halloween are different. All the necessary decorations such as kitchen utensils have disappeared. The trails in the courtyard are clean and quiet, and the fragrance of flowers maintained by magic is rich.

Just stepping into it, this building, which looks similar to a Muggle house, set up a tall barn in the yard, and it was hidden by those vegetation outside the yard for the first time.

"This block is more like a Muggle house than our house, but what is this barn doing? There is no wheat growing in the floating city..." Because of the talks today, she deliberately got up early to clean up her image and put her hair behind her head. She elegantly rolled up a bun, her little smoky and plain lip makeup is very fanciful. Wearing an umbrella uniform, she can reveal a mature and stable temperament that is not in line with her immature face, which is a bit contrary to her.

"Gettler's taste is still good, maybe it's for his cannibal restaurant as a storage cabinet?" Alan touched his bare chin and glanced at Hermione. "But it's still not as famous as the Grangers. "

"It won't be scary again next year!" Hermione bit her lip and snorted furiously.

"That's because no one will dare to go to your house next year to be frightened." Allen smiled when he saw Hermione's wide-eyed eyes. "Wait for a while to finish the business, don't go back to school anyway. Go to your house and see Delphi... Besides, I want to consult your parents about some potions."

"Potion, my parents? I can understand the words, but I don't understand the serialization..." Hermione looked a little bit savory, "How do you talk like Luna recently..."

"They had this idea when they heard that the energy nuclear power increased before..." Allen explained quickly, "Maybe it's just that the predecessors won't have the opportunity to be as extravagant as us..."

"Good morning, Ellen, and Hermione, please come in. Amelia and the others are already inside. It is unwise to stay at the door for too long in cold weather... It seems that Irving will not come?" Dumbledore appeared at the door, his silver-white hair and beard hanging down to his waist, a pair of brand-new half-moon glasses on his hooked nose, a purple-brown magic robe, and a top hat on his head. .

"Good morning, Albus." Allen "My dad thinks it is more straightforward for me to face Mr. Scrimgeour."

After a few more greetings at the door, Hermione asked, "Dumbledore, is there anything you care about getting a barn in the yard?"

"It's just to miss the knickknack of the lost youth." Dumbledore's complexion was ruddy. (Author's note: Their blood oath is said to be concluded in a barn.)

"Ah, you are here..." Grindelwald, who heard the movement, also walked out and rescued Dumbledore from his embarrassment.

Grindelwald wore a white shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and a gray grid striped vest, but an apron around his waist was obviously spotless. He stood behind Dumbledore: "I'm preparing lunch for you, camellia pudding, a tower made of a gallon of primrose, fish-flavored ground meat pie...Hermione, you couldn't come for some reason on Halloween. Be sure to Try my craft."

"Thank you for your hospitality." Hermione's lips were slightly pursed and said dryly-her own failure cake made her uncomfortable with the experience of being sent to the magic hospital.

Was greeted and entered the house, a chandelier hanging from the roof, covered with brown wave striped wallpaper occupying all the walls, three brown bookcases full of books stood against the wall, on the wall There are also several ornately decorated tapestries, on which are moving figures and weird runes. Slender flower windows inlaid with sunlight stained glass spilled in, adding a touch of magic to this room.

Bones and the others were a little surprised to see that Alan was here. They stood up and welcomed them and asked, "Principal Harris, Miss Granger, how are you...Is the Minister not coming today?"

When Algie Longbottom saw Alan, his expression was a little unnatural, but his previous experience of being taught by Alan at Hogwarts taught him to be cautious.

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"Don't worry, my dad thinks that things have reached this point now because Scrimgeour has some deep prejudices about me and umbrellas." Allen is no stranger to these people. He was in Hogwar before. He had dealt with all the time, and he calmly said, "As for how to deal with Mr. Scrimgeour who incited the strike of the Aurors on patrol this time...Although I am only a silent member of the Ministry of Magic, I shouldn’t take care of these things. But I think after tonight I can still provide the minister with some advice on how to deal with this matter."

"Principal Harris, I actually have another thing..." Bones said cautiously. After all, it was Alan instead of Irving who was facing him~www.NovelMTL.com~ There are some things you don’t know, but Minister The content announced at the first meeting of the Ravenclaw Temple is not the same as the results of our previous private consultations... And I am very worried about the authority of the current review committee... I don’t know if Secretary Irving will give you this. What's the explanation? "

This was obviously beyond the expectations of other families and Dumbledore. Agile Longbottom, who was sitting at the side, became nervous in an instant. He didn't expect that things had become established, and Amelia would take it out. Say something,

"Amelia...Principal Harris certainly didn't know about this. We were for Rufus..." Foley said eagerly, afraid that it would be more difficult for Harris to deal with Scrimgeour. He was a little upset that he shouldn't listen to Dumbledore's opinion, thinking that Sirius, who was also close to Harris, should be invited to help.

"Amelia, I think you can talk to Minister Harris in person later on these issues. Let's talk about Scrimgeour first." Dumbledore looked at Amelia from the hook nose. , Took over the topic, "First, some of Mrs. Rosemerta's best oak ripening mead?"

Dumbledore did not wait for a response from others. With a light wave of his wand, a clean wine bottle and five glasses flew out of the wine cabinet. The bottle automatically turned sideways to fill each cup with honey-yellow liquid, and then the cups floated towards everyone in the room.

"Very sweet aroma, maybe I should ask the giant squid to drink a bucket..." Allen took a sip, and then turned his eyes to Amelia, who had obeyed Dumbledore, but looked as serious and cold as a stone. "But Ms. Bones has doubts. Before we talk about Rufus Scrimgeour, let me explain it for you."