All things are three at Hogwarts

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On Wednesday morning, Alan took Hermione out of school and arrived at the new home of Grindelwald, the vice-chancellor of Hogwarts University, at the appointed time.

The exquisite and elegant house in front of you is brightly colored. The walls are mainly made of brown, red and turquoise stones, with white and white lines forming a checkered facade. The ground floor of the building is made of masonry, and the floors are made of wooden frames. The components are exposed and arranged in a dense and dense manner, with a strong decorative effect. Its spire is extraordinarily sharp and extraordinarily high, like a pinned sword. There is an attic inside with a dormer window. Round or octagonal stairwells protrude.

This typical German-style house is nestled in the shade of green trees in the winding path in the front yard. It lies quietly next to the green grass. The cooking and processing places set up in the yard during Halloween are all various. All necessary kitchen utensils and other decorations have disappeared. The paths in the courtyard are clean and quiet, and the flowers maintained by magic are fragrant.

Just stepping into it, this building that looked similar to a Muggle house had a tall barn in the yard. It was hidden by the vegetation outside the yard so that they did not notice it at the first time.

"This neighborhood is more like a Muggle house than ours, but why build a barn and there's no wheat growing in the floating city..." Because of today's meeting, she got up early to tidy up her image and tied her hair elegantly behind her head. Her hair was tied up in a bun, with a smoky look and light lip makeup. She was very stylish. Wearing an umbrella uniform, she showed a mature and steady temperament that was not in line with her immature face, which was slightly inconsistent.

"Gettler still has good taste, maybe it is used as a storage cabinet for his cannibal restaurant?" Allen touched his bare chin and glanced at Hermione, "But this place is still not as famous as Granger's house. "

"Next year it won't be scary anymore!" Hermione bit her lip and snorted angrily.

"That's because next year no one will dare to go to your house to be frightened." Allen chuckled when he saw Hermione's eyes widening, "We'll finish the business later. Anyway, we're so close. Don't go back to school. Let's go together. Go to your house and see Delphi... Also, I have some questions about potions that I want to consult with your parents."

"Potion, my parents? I can understand every word, but I can't understand the series..." Hermione looked a little annoyed, "Why do you talk so much like Luna lately..."

"I came up with this idea after hearing their reactions when nuclear power increased in the past..." Allen quickly explained, "Maybe no one in the past would have had the opportunity to be as luxurious as us..."

"Good morning, Alan, and Hermione, please come in quickly. Amelia and the others are already inside. It would be unwise to stay at the door too long in such cold weather... It seems that Owen won't come over?" Dumbledore appeared at the door, with silver-white hair and beard hanging down to his waist. He had a pair of brand-new half-moon glasses on his aquiline nose, wearing a purple-brown magic robe and a pointed hat. .

"Good morning, Albus." Alan "My father thought it would be more straightforward for me to deal with Mr. Scrimgeour."

After a few more greetings at the door, Hermione asked: "Dumbledore, do you have any particular requirements for building a barn in the yard?"

"It's just a small decoration to commemorate the lost youth." Dumbledore's face turned rosy. Author's Note: Their blood oath is said to have been made in a barn.

"Ah, you are here..." Grindelwald, who heard the noise, also came out and rescued Dumbledore from his own embarrassment.

Grindelwald was wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a gray plaid-striped vest, but an apron around his waist, which was obviously spotless. He stood behind Dumbledore: "I'm preparing lunch for you, camellia pudding, a tower made of one-gallon primrose flowers, fish mince pie...Hermione, you couldn't come on Halloween for some reason. You must make it today." Get a taste of my craft.”

"Thank you so much for your hospitality." Hermione said dryly with her lips pursed slightly - she was a little uncomfortable with the experience that her own failed cake had sent the person in front of her to the Hospital for Magical Injuries.

He was greeted into the room. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and brown wavy striped wallpaper occupied all the walls. Three tan bookcases filled with books stood against the walls. There were also several richly decorated tapestries hung with moving figures and strange runes. The slender flower windows inlaid with stained glass add sunlight to the room, adding a touch of magic to the room.

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Bones and the others were a little surprised to see Allen coming. They stood up to welcome him and asked: "Principal Harris, Miss Granger, hello...Isn't the minister coming today?"

Alge Longbottom looked a little unnatural when he saw Alan, but his previous experience of being taught by Alan at Hogwarts taught him to be cautious in his words and actions.

"Don't worry, my dad thinks that things have reached this point because Scrimgeour has some deep prejudices against me and Umbrella." Allen is not unfamiliar with these people. He was in Hogwart before. He said calmly, "As for how to deal with Mr. Scrimgeour, who instigated the patrol Auror strike this time... Although I am just a silent person in the Ministry of Magic, I shouldn't have to interfere with 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, actually I have another thing..." Bones worded his words a little cautiously. After all, he was facing Allen, not Irving. "There are some things you don't know clearly, but the minister was in Ravenclaw before." What was announced at the first meeting of the Law Temple was not the same as the results of our previous private negotiations... And I am very worried about the authority of the current review committee... I wonder if Minister Owen gave you any explanation in this regard? "

This was obviously beyond the expectations of other families and Dumbledore. Argyle Longbottom, who was sitting aside, became nervous instantly. He did not expect that Amelia would take it out after everything had become a done deal. Talk about things,

"Amelia... Principal Harris definitely doesn't know about this. We are here for Rufus..." Foley said anxiously, fearing that it would make it more difficult for Harris to deal with Scrimgeour if he caused trouble. He was a little annoyed that he should not have listened to Dumbledore's advice, and thought that Sirius, who was also close to Harris, should be invited to help.

"Amelia, I think you can talk to Minister Harris about these issues in person later. Let's talk about Scrimgeour first." Dumbledore looked at Amelia from his hooked nose. , took up the topic, "Would you like some of Mrs. Rosmerta's best oak-ripened mead first?"

Dumbledore didn't wait for anyone to respond. With a flick of his wand, a clean wine bottle and five glasses flew out of the wine cabinet. The bottle automatically turned sideways and filled each cup with honey-yellow liquid, and then the cups floated toward everyone in the room.

"It's a very sweet aroma. Maybe I should treat the giant squid to a drink..." Allen took a big sip and then looked at Amelia, who had obeyed Dumbledore but had a face as serious and cold as a stone. "But Ms. Bones has doubts. Before we talk about Rufus Scrimgeour, let me explain it to you."