From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

After Calvin returned to the castle, he wrote a letter on a piece of parchment, and then summoned his patron saint, a tiger.

"Principal, I have something I want to talk to you about."

The big silver tiger licked its fur, picked up the letter, and jumped out of the window.

Calvin stretched leisurely in front of the window, looked into the distance, and enjoyed the short free time.A few minutes later, a phoenix covered in golden light and red tail feathers suddenly stood on the window in front of Calvin.

It held a note in its mouth.Calvin took it and took a look——

You are welcome to come to my office for tea this afternoon.

PS I love cockroach piles.

Seeing Calvin get the note, Fox suddenly disappeared again.This magical creature amazed Calvin, the master of magical animals.

Unfortunately, there are so few extant phoenixes that Calvin has no samples to study.

"If I can kidnap Fawkes from Dumbledore, no, borrow it, I will have to study this top-notch magical creature."

That afternoon, Calvin was dressed neatly and came to the passage of the principal's office. Two stone beasts blocked his way.

"Pile of cockroaches."

The stone beast opened the passage, and Calvin walked through the long steps and entered the principal's office.It's very familiar, not much changed from the last time I came here.

"Ah, Calvin, you're here." Dumbledore looked away from the newspaper, waved his wand, and several stacks of cakes and cookies appeared on the table, as well as two glasses of pumpkin juice.

Calvin sat opposite Dumbledore, looked at the refreshments on the table, and said with a hint of nostalgia: "In Mrs. Maxim's office, I can always eat the best macarons. That thing is too much for me. It’s too sweet, but I think you’ll like it.”

"Calvin, don't be so demanding about delicious food in England, especially since you stayed in France for so long." Dumbledore said with a smile.

He stabbed a piece of cake with a small fork, "So, what do you want to see me for?"

"Professor Dumbledore, I have a friend." Calvin took a sip of pumpkin juice. "He has encountered a lot of unfortunate things recently and can no longer stay in his country. I offered him a job. But he I also have a 10-year-old niece who wants to attend Hogwarts, but I don’t know if she’s qualified.”

"Oh, Calvin, this matter is really not something I can decide." Dumbledore said slowly.

Calvin looked a little embarrassed. If Dumbledore couldn't help him, he could only write to Madame Maxime and Nico Flamel.

If only I could open my own magic school...

"The list of students is determined by the Pen of Admission and the Book of Admission, and they are placed in an inconspicuous, locked tower that no student has ever visited. The Pen of Admission will write all that has just happened in the Book of Admission. The names of children born with magical gifts. They will only record little wizards born in Britain and Ireland," Dumbledore explained.

"So I'm sorry," Dumbledore smiled helplessly, "if your friend's niece was not born in England, I don't think she can enter Hogwarts."

Calvin sighed and said nothing. He drank the pumpkin juice in the cup in silence and watched as new pumpkin juice emerged from it.

"Well, actually I don't have high hopes." Calvin's voice didn't change much, "But for the second thing, I hope you can agree to it, principal."

"Tell me about it." Dumbledore picked up a small biscuit and looked at the young man opposite him with his blue eyes through the lenses.

"I plan to take the students up close to magical beasts after Christmas," Calvin stared at Dumbledore, this was something he had been preparing for and would never allow failure, "but not at Hogwarts. "

Dumbledore nodded and looked at the newspaper that he had just put aside, "I have seen "The First Magical Creature Sanctuary in the United Kingdom Officially Established" in the newspaper. Calvin, I have to say, you are really excellent, Only a few months after returning to the UK, you can already manipulate the Minister of Magic and the Daily Prophet to serve you."

Calvin frowned and said with a strange expression, "Principal, I think you used the wrong word. I just established some personal friendships with Minister Fudge and Miss Skeeter. You know, I have always been very popular..."

"Okay," Dumbledore blinked and said easily, "Personal friendship, of course it is a personal friendship."

"Back to business, Calvin. I have been corresponding with Newt recently, and I also learned about your origin, the Magical Creatures Sanctuary."

"What do you think?" Calvin raised his eyebrows.

"I think I have no reason to object to your request. This is a good thing for the entire British wizarding community and the young wizards at Hogwarts." Dumbledore finally agreed to Calvin's application.

"However, I won't just let you, one teacher, take the students to Devon." Dumbledore said sternly, "The students will travel in a carriage driven by Hagrid, and will be accompanied by a dean every time. .”

"The dean is accompanying..." Calvin was a little unhappy.Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout are all easy to talk to, but Snape...

Calvin hesitated for a while and then said: "Principal Dumbledore, can you not arrange for Prefect Snape to accompany you?"

"Severus, what's wrong with him? I remember you have a good relationship." Dumbledore asked knowingly.

Calvin rolled his eyes secretly: "Professor Dumbledore, Snape teaches potions. I don't want my little cutie to become his raw material."

"Calvin, I promise you, Severus will never attack the magical animals in your sanctuary." Dumbledore smiled at Calvin.

Definitely intentional.Calvin cursed secretly.

But he had no choice. Dumbledore had already promised to take students to the reserve for classes.I could only agree to the principal's conditions.

"Speaking of which, where has your research reached?" Dumbledore asked seemingly casually.

Calvin glanced at Dumbledore and replied equally casually: "Step by step, no effective progress."

"Really? Then you have to hurry up." Dumbledore's voice sounded cheerful, "I guess he won't stay in the castle for too long."

Calvin couldn't help it anymore and said solemnly: "Principal, although I don't know your plan, I hope you won't involve Harry."

"This is the fate of the child, Calvin. We have no way to interfere. With your knowledge, you should know what is on the child's forehead..."

Calvin wanted to crush the cup in his hand: "So...does Snape know about this?"

"I don't know, but I won't keep it from him forever."

Calvin stood up from his chair. He didn't want to stay in this office any longer.

Dumbledore's old voice came from behind: "I hope you will be careful, Calvin."

Calvin paused, then turned around and said, "I also hope you will be careful, Albus."