All things are three at Hogwarts

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

"Alan, don't forget you promised to get Gilderoy's autograph for us!" Daisy looked at Alan eagerly, wishing she could exchange with Alan. She would go to Hogwarts to study, and let Alan go. St. Mungo's Jobs.

"Gilderoy Lockhart is having a book signing at Flourish and Blotts next Wednesday, Daisy. If you really want his autograph, you can go to Flourish and Blotts yourself and you might get more than just It's an autograph, and there will be a group photo!" Allen raised the "Daily Prophet" in his hand. There was an advertisement for Flourish and Blott Bookstore on it. Gilderoy Lockhart was smiling brightly and white in the newspaper. Teeth gleaming.

Daisy snatched the newspaper from Alan's hand, smoothed out the folds of the newspaper preciously, and tucked it into her favorite book.

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

"Maybe I can take off next Wednesday, even if I have to work a few more days later!" Daisy was simply obsessed!

"Perhaps I can also provide you with a suitable reason for taking a break, such as helping the youngest brother buy necessary items for the new semester?" Allen just went to Diagon Alley a while ago and has purchased enough medicinal materials and crucibles. Countless books were bought. They are now piled in Alan's storage compartment, and he wants to use the remaining vacation to organize these finances, such as part of them in his mobile tower.

"That's a good idea!" Daisy poured Allen a cup of black tea as a reward, and watched with a smile as Allen drank all the tea.

Allen continued to flip through the rest of the Daily Prophet. As the chief reporter of the Daily Prophet, Rita Skeeter had not published a report for a long time. This in itself was a very strange thing. But Alan knew very well that his truth-telling spell was still working. Rita couldn't make up random news, and naturally couldn't continue reporting. It seemed that this kind of magic pen was not easy to get in the market.

What is a day in the life of a wizard child? Playing with some toys, reading some fairy tale books, eating some sweets such as cakes... Emily's daily life is very simple and comfortable. But this morning, she sat in her child's chair and kept picking her nose.

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

"No, on the contrary, my nose has never felt so comfortable!" Emily, whose eyelashes were surprisingly long, blinked and replied crisply.

"Then why do you always rub your nose?" Alan asked.

Emily jumped out of the child's chair with a thud and ran to Alan who was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

"Alan, I fell asleep last night. In my sleep, I felt something getting into my nose. My nose has never been so clear this morning! But what was it?" Emily crawled When it comes to Ellen and letting her brother hold her, Ellen never treats her words as childish words, but listens patiently and carefully, and gives the best way to solve the problem. Emily is close to and trusts Allen, and is willing to tell Allen her doubts.

"Maybe there is something really there. Don't worry, Emily. I will keep vigil for you tonight to see what's going on." Allen was not perfunctory with Emily. He really decided to watch over Ai at night. Millie, look what's going on.

Many times, children cannot let their guardians understand what is happening to them because their expressions are not clear enough. Some people may think that children are seeking parents' attention, but in fact they may miss the child's distress signal and miss the opportunity to educate the child.

Allen, who had been a teacher, would certainly not make such a mistake. He valued what Emily said. Well-behaved Emily never lied. Since she expressed it like this, something must have happened.

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

After making sure that Emily was asleep, Alan hid his figure and paid close attention to the room. At midnight, a spherical object crawled in from Emily's window sill. In the moonlight, Allen saw its appearance clearly.

This little ball-shaped monster is covered with creamy yellow fur and looks like a cute plush toy. It twisted its round body and explored the room. From time to time, a very slender pink tongue will emerge from the middle of its body, stretching around the room like a snake, seemingly looking for food.

Allen finally gave up on mentioning it, he knew what it was. It's Puff Rong! The cattail is a relatively common magical creature with strong survivability and can be seen all over the world. Puff Rong has a docile personality and will not attack wizards, which relaxed Alan who recognized it. Because the docile Puff Plush is like a Muggle plush doll. It can be hugged or thrown around, but it will remain indifferent.

The velvet climbed up onto Emily's crib and stuck out its long, slender tongue. The pink tongue got into the sleeping Emily's nose, and then retracted again after a short while.

During this period, Allen just looked at it quietly without making any movement. Puff Rong likes to stick its tongue into the noses of sleeping wizards and eat their dried boogers. Apparently it cleaned Emily very well yesterday, so it didn't take long for it to retract its tongue today. The weird little quirks of cattails have made them loved by generations of wizard children. Even now that owls are popular as pets, many wizards still choose cattails as pets. They are very popular with wizards.

Allen quietly stood up, walked to Pu Rongrong, picked him up, and stroked his soft yellow fur. The velvet lay docilely in Allen's arms, humming with satisfaction.

Alan quietly left Emily's room with Pulu Rong and closed the door gently. They went directly to the kitchen, and Alan started looking in the kitchen quietly. Great, in an iron pot in the corner of the stove, Allen found some leftover meals from the day. Allen dug out a plate that he didn't usually use, poured the food on the plate, and let go of the velvet in his arms.

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

"Everything Is Three at Hogwarts"