Hogwarts wizard

"Don't worry this time, Dean Nancy. I'll go to the street management office to check in the next few days. If anything happens in the future, they can help."

Jellal really couldn't imagine what they would do if he was not around and something like this happened again.

"Dean Nancy, you keep this money."

Jellal used magic to put the money back into the box. Dean Nancy naturally understood, but the other children just thought it was magic.

"Geral!" Hermione shouted. Jellal always had his own way of doing things, whether in the wizarding world or the Muggle world, as long as it did not violate his own principles.

Many people are confused by his routine, but in fact they have not touched his principles.

Jellal waved his hand. He knew what he was doing. He wanted to tell Dean Nancy that he

"No, Jellal, you have already given a lot of money to the orphanage, we can't let you raise another child for us!"

A lot of the money Jellal left behind has been spent, not to mention that Jellal has found a lot of livelihood for them.

Jellal pushed forward, "Dean Nancy, if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Donnie and the others."

After hearing his words, Dean Nancy still shook her head, "It's really not necessary. Let's set up a barbecue stall. It's enough. We can still save some."

Jellal didn't say anything else and collected the money. He had feelings for the Delta Orphanage, as long as he could achieve self-sufficiency.

Magruna Street is as bustling as ever. Everyone they know is saying hello to Gerald, who responds enthusiastically.

The Street Management Office is located in the busiest part of Magruna Street. Jellal knocked on the door and heard a voice inside.

"Please come in..."

Hearing this voice, Jellal opened the door, "Mr. Dast, long time no see."

"Jeral?"

Dust stood up, "Long time no see!"

"I came here this time to ask for something." Jellal didn't say much and directly stated the purpose of his visit.

Who would have thought that after hearing this, Dast suddenly laughed and said, "Why don't you talk about whether you want something or not when you come to me? Just say it!"

Dust and Jellal have some connections. Jellal often does odd jobs because he is a child in an orphanage and no one will dislike him for being young.

Before entering Hogwarts, he stayed in the street management office for a long time and solved many problems for Dust.

Especially the sanitation problem on Magruna Street has troubled Dast for a long time. Because of Jellal's intervention, it was solved directly and smoothly, which directly added a mark to his score.

"I am currently busy with my studies and cannot take care of the Delta Orphanage. Can Mr. Dust help take care of it while I am away?"

There was a hint of flattery in Jellal's questioning tone. How could one not bow his head when he was under the eaves? The most important thing was that he was like a local snake and could take good care of Dean Nancy and the others.

"Of course you can, but... Jellal, you also know that I am not omnipotent. If you are a person like Begala, there is nothing I can do..." It is okay to help others, but you must do what you can. Daxter still understood, because he had a pretty good relationship with Jellal, and after all, he directly mentioned the powerful relationship.

Jellal nodded, "Thank you very much, Mr. Dust!"

This is enough. Most people will not provoke Delta Orphanage. Moreover, after this incident, Begala will not come to Delta Orphanage again.

Jellal went directly to Hermione's house on his way back.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Granger."

"Oh, Gerald!" Mrs. Granger walked up to Gerald and pressed her face against his.

"Hermione is in the room. You can go directly to her and I will bring you some food."

"Don't bother, I'll go up and find her."

Mrs. Granger was so enthusiastic every time, which made Geral a little overwhelmed.

"Are you surprised by Ms. Granger's enthusiasm again?"

Going upstairs, Hermione spoke directly. She really knew Mrs. Granger very well!

Gerald shrugged, "I didn't expect that Mrs. Granger hasn't changed."

Hermione was playing with a pen in one hand and asked Gerald, "Did you come here today to talk about going to France?"

"Smart! How about I invite you to play together?"

Hearing Jellal's words, Hermione hesitated. She really wanted to go there in her heart, but France was a bit too far for the two of them.

She didn't know what kind of things she would encounter then, and she was very hesitant in her heart. She wanted to go.

Jellal had a feeling that he should take Hermione with him, but if Hermione couldn't go there, he would still go there himself.

"I want to go, but you know my parents, they may not agree."

Hermione has a longing for adventure in her bones, but it is not easy to practice it.

"Geral, Hermione, let's have something to eat. Where did you just say you were going?"

Mrs. Granger came up with a fruit plate and fruit tea. Sweet cantaloupe and juicy apples were cut into pieces and placed on the fruit plate. They looked very delicious.

The fruit tea contains some fruit pieces and some rose petals.

"It's country F, Mrs. Granger."

Gerald said, but as soon as he said the words, Mrs. Granger became excited, "Oh my God! That is a very romantic place, maybe you can go and see it."

Clam? Hearing her words, Jellal and Hermione were stunned. After all, all they could think of was being ruthlessly rejected, but what they didn't expect was...agreeing.

Although it was unscientific, it still made the two of them very excited. Mr. Granger's opinion was not important, as long as Mrs. Granger agreed.

The three of them chatted for a while, and then Jellal left. He was going to book a flight to country F. He naturally mentioned this matter to Dean Nancy, and she naturally agreed very much. Jellal is a bird in the sky. Fish in the sea.

Nancy would not treat him as an ordinary child, so Jellal booked a flight to country F the next day.

The flight was always short, and Jellal and Hermione were very curious about everything. When they landed in country F, they still felt it was unreal.

Paris in the 1990s was as prosperous as England. Gerard and Hermione got on the bus. This was also the first city for buses.

The two of them knew this fairly well.

Jellal wanted to go to the address Yuri Palchi left for him first. He looked at it and found that the address was a little remote. Hermione guessed that it was most likely a village.

This was a bit like Professor Palch's style. He thought, maybe there would be a pastoral dog accompanying him. Thinking of this, Jellal laughed.

The country roads are not as muddy as expected, and they feel a little comfortable when you step on them.

Jellal saw Professor Palchi far away, and next to him was a... Corgi...

Those short legs can run pretty fast!

"Professor Parch!"

"Professor Parch!"

Jellal and Hermione ran over. Corgi next to him looked at the two people running over and ran directly in front of Patch.

"Roar!" he yelled at Jellal and Hermione, startling them both. This sound was not something an ordinary corgi could make. It was like a tiger roaring in the forest, but looking at the people in the distance, There was no reaction, it seemed to be condensed around but not dispersed.

"Bread, this is Jellal and Hermione," he said to the two of them after he finished speaking, "Come on, I'll take you around here."

"Professor Palch, your place is really hard to find..."

Gerald said, this small village is located on the edge of Paris. It seems to be refreshing, but it is not easy to find.

"It's not bad here, but shopping is a bit troublesome. Every time I buy wine, I have to walk a long way, which is really unacceptable!"

Jellal had long known that Partch was fond of wine. When he was at Hogwarts, he would often wander around the corridors with bottles of wine. No one dared to say anything despite his identity.

"Na!" Jellal turned over and took out two bottles of wine and put them in his hands. The aroma of the wine did not overflow, but the color was really beautiful.

"Okay, we're going to have a drink later!" Parch said.

"Aren't you interested in becoming my disciple?"

Closed disciple? Hearing what Palchi said, Jellal was stunned because he didn't like what Palchi meant.

"Ancient magic text..." Parch approached Jellal and said something. His eyes were full of smiles. Jellal was stunned for a moment before he understood.

Hogwarts can't always cover for him, but Palchi can. It should be... quite normal for a professor of ancient magic to have a genius disciple.

"Okay!" Jellal agreed with Palchi's proposal. As a transcendent existence, Palchi is the same as ordinary people. As his disciple, he will be sheltered under his wings.

As they walked, Hermione pulled Jellal aside, "Are you crazy? Professor Partch is just a professor of ancient magic texts. He can't teach you anything else."

Hermione strongly disagreed with Jellal's decision. Jellal smiled and said, "Hermione, trust me."

At this time, the three of them were walking on the path, and there were people working in the fields on both sides. Jellal looked at this scene and felt peaceful and natural.

"Hermione, I don't know anything about ancient magic." Hermione's voice was not loud, but Patch heard it completely, and he was not angry.

As soon as he moved his hand when he finished speaking, Hermione felt the air around her moving, very obviously, and Jellal naturally felt it too, a supernatural presence and supernatural power.

Hermione's mouth opened wide in surprise. She didn't expect Partridge to be so powerful. Before, she just thought Professor Partridge was an old scholar who studied ancient magic texts.

She turned from surprise to admiration, "Professor Palch, this is amazing!"

Being able to cause such an effect without using a magic wand simply subverted her cognition.

"Hermione, maybe Professor Palch wouldn't mind having an extra student!"

After hearing Jellal's words, Parch knew what the little devil was thinking, but he still doted on Jellal very much.

"Hahahaha! Of course..."