All things are three at Hogwarts

The structure of the house is a mixture of brick and wood, with a zigzag hillside surrounding the yard and a meandering creek next to it.

The villa was already leaning slightly, and its center bulged out toward the road; its roof fell to one side, like a beret; and its verticality was not satisfactory.

But no matter what, the warm light revealed in the house made Allen yearn for it after walking for a long time in the cold night.

The door creaked open, and a slender, handsome, blond girl came out.

The aroma of food slipped out from the crack of the door, and the soft light dyed the thick snow at the door with a golden light.

"Excuse me, are you -" the girl asked doubtfully.

"I am Filius Flitwick, and this is Alan Harris. At the invitation of Mr. Leonard Knox, I came all the way from England to be a guest here. Please forgive me for any rudeness. ." Professor Flitwick straightened his body and tried to look taller, emphasizing that he deliberately appeared gentle and graceful.

"Ah, uncle did say this. Today I received a letter from Uncle Knox, saying that you two will be guests here. Please come in!"

As soon as Professor Flitwick and Alan stepped into the door, a large feather duster flew over automatically, surrounded the two of them, and gently patted the snow off their bodies.

Entering the foyer, Allen found that the girl actually turned on all the lights. The yellow and white lights intertwined and illuminated the entire hall. Although it is winter, the room is filled with various beautiful small trees with bright flowers in full bloom, making it look full of life.

It is probably maintained by plant-type magic and time-type magic! Allen didn't know much about plants, so he secretly speculated.

The entire room, while not luxurious, is brought to life by everyday magic.

An iron works automatically in the corner; a clothes drying rack rotates awkwardly in front of the fire; two long purple knitting needles on the sofa intertwine automatically, knitting a square pattern in a few clicks; the green marble in front of the sofa Scattered on the coffee table were several magazines: Witches' Companion, Witch Whispers, and Transfiguration Today.

Allen guessed that the girl might have been knitting on the sofa, reading magazines, um... and drinking coffee. A coffee cup with lingering fragrance sits quietly on the coffee table.

What caught Allen's attention the most was the long table at the other end of the hall, which was filled with all kinds of tempting food: grilled steaks with bright colors, buffalo spicy chicken wings neatly piled on top of green vegetables, Golden Alaskan cod fillet, Cobb salad filled with various meats, and dotted with avocado and cheese... eggnog sprinkled with a thick layer of pulp in a tall, transparent crystal pot Occasionally, a round wine bubble pops out.

Allen tried hard to control his desires. He was a little hungry and cold because he had walked a lot with Flitwick, so he tried not to look at the table of sumptuous food, so as not to be rude in front of the host.

"Ian, come out quickly, Uncle Knox's guests are here!" Jessica said to a bowl-shaped metal on the wall, and a murmured reply came from inside, "I know, Jesse Ka, I’ll be down right away!”

"Ian, my younger brother, likes to stay in his room. In school, he is number one in his grade!" Jessica smiled proudly and guided Professor Flitwick and Alan to sit on the dining chairs.

"Two distinguished guests, my name is Jessica Knox, and I am Uncle Knox's niece. If you need anything, you can tell me." Jessica said, directing two white handkerchiefs on the After being scalded in hot water, it automatically wrung out, then flew in a circle in front of Professor Flitwick and Alan.

After wiping his face and hands with a hot clean handkerchief, Allen felt that the fatigue of the day seemed to disappear without a trace with this wipe.

Dong Dong Dong, a tall and thin boy with a stubborn head of short blond hair walked down the stairs. He saluted Professor Flitwick politely but distantly, and greeted Alan.

"Well, I think we can eat these delicious foods first. Uncle Knox may not be back until soon. He told us that we don't have to wait for him." Jessica commanded the knife and fork to divide the delicacies smoothly, and then The food automatically jumped onto the plates in front of everyone present.

The delicious food quickly made the atmosphere in the room harmonious. The cool-looking boy also relaxed his expression and greedily chewed the roasted steak that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Professor Flitwick took a long sip of eggnog, and when he spoke again, his high-pitched voice became very loud. This made the other three people laugh.

After drinking and eating, Professor Flitwick and Alan were placed in a guest room on the second floor. The two neat single beds looked very comfortable.

Professor Flitwick was sorting out his salute, and Alan was sitting on the bed, flipping through a book of "Self-Defense Spells" kindly provided by Professor Flitwick, which also contained some of Professor Flitwick's notes. Alan read Gotta relish it.

After a long time, Jessica, wearing patterned blue pajamas, knocked on the door tentatively. After receiving permission, she walked in with a pot of tea and two teacups on a tray.

"I thought you might like a cup of hot tea!" Jessica carefully handed the cup to Professor Flitwick and Alan, "I'm sorry, I only found some Lipton black tea sold in No-Maj shops... I think it's better than Instead of coffee or cocoa you might prefer tea..."

Professor Flitwick quickly expressed his thanks before taking the black tea. Allen put the book in his hand on the bedside table and took the tea cup with both hands. There was nothing to complain about being able to drink hot tea at this time - although it might cause insomnia...

Jessica saw the book that Allen pinned on the bedside table, her eyes lit up, she pointed at the "Self-Defense Spells" and asked, "Is this the book you use in your spells class?"

"Oh, it? No. It's a Defense Against the Dark Arts book, actually." Alan said gently.

"So this is your Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook?" Jessica asked with interest.

"No." Allen scratched his head and took out the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook from among the many textbooks he had placed in his salute. It's not difficult at all because there are so many of them.

"Here, these are the textbooks for our Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Allen generously handed the seemingly new textbooks to Jessica.

Gilderoy Lockhart, with his blond curly hair on the cover, winks wildly.

"Breaking with the Goblin," by Gilderoy Lockhart; "Walking with Ghouls," by Gilderoy Lockhart; "Holidays with the Dominatrix," by Gilderoy Lockhart "It looks like this Gilderoy Lockhart is very powerful, seven books in a row are all written by him!" Jessica flipped through with interest.

"Actually..." Allen thought for a while, but still did not reveal Professor Lockhart's true identity, "He is our professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Wow, then he must be very powerful!" Jessica held the book and looked at Lockhart's confusing smile, and she didn't want to return the book to Allen.

"Everything Is Three at Hogwarts"