Throw down the snake ancestor

Chapter 22 Oh, Dumbledore is not pure in thought

"Ah~~" The turkey yelled at Ansair, and there was a letter tied to its paw, signaling Ansair to take it down, so that he could complete the task and return to the owner.

Ansair turned his head to look at Lucius, pointed at the bird and asked, "Lucius, what is this turkey doing?"

Lucius turned his head to cover up the smile on the corner of his mouth, turkey, Principal Dumbledore's phoenix was treated by Ansair as a turkey, it's really not an ordinary joy.However, why did Dumbledore's phoenix deliver a letter to Ansair?

"Ansair, this is not a turkey, it's Principal Dumbledore's phoenix, although..." Lucius looked critically at Fox, "It does look like a turkey."

Fawkes honked, as if to refute that the two Malfoys had mistook the regal phoenix for a turkey.

Ansair looked at the turkey with disdain, and took the letter from its lap. The contemptuous tone made Fox unable to bear the fact that it was a turkey, and he directly Disappeared: "Is this a phoenix? A phoenix that looks like a turkey? The auspicious phoenix in the east will cry, really cry!"

"The auspicious phoenix in the east?" Lucius asked curiously, "Is it much more beautiful than Dumbledore's phoenix?"

"Of course," Ansair opened the sheepskin letter curiously, wondering in his heart, he never had any eye contact with Dumbledore, how could Dumbledore suddenly send him a letter? "That's the real Phoenix..."

Dear Mr. Ansair,

Mr. Ansair Jr., if you don't mind, can I come to the principal's office after dinner.

ps: I like zizi honey candy

Love you Professor Dumbledore

Ansair held the parchment letter, looked at Lucius who was curious but was too shy to ask about his privacy, and threw the parchment to him, resting his face in one hand, and eating pudding with a spoon in the other hand. He asked: "Lucius, why do you think Headmaster Dumbledore wants to talk to me? I didn't hinder him in anything."

Lucius carefully folded the parchment letter and put it away as evidence, so that he could show it to Abra later. Hearing Ansair's question, he gave him a serious admonition: "Since the principal has invited you, it's okay if you don't go." Good. However, if the headmaster gives you something to eat, you don’t want to eat it. According to the former seniors, it seems that there is a little veritaserum in it. Especially since you are a Slytherin now, even if you are from the Muggle world, the headmaster will not eat it. There will be a slight resistance to it.”

As he said that, Lucius showed a trace of contempt on his face: "Even if Slytherin did something wrong, he would be called to the principal's office for tea. Even if Gryffindor overturned Hogwarts God, Dumbledore will also speak for them with a smile."

Ansair rolled his eyes, finished eating the pudding in front of him, and said slowly: "A mutant Gryffindor old lion, but I didn't do anything wrong!!"

Even if you fall asleep during class, you don't need to ask the head of the school to talk to him, right? !

As soon as Ansair looked up, he saw Dumbledore, and Dumbledore looked at him and smiled kindly at him. Regarding the virtue of respecting the old and caring for the young, Ansair still has a deep impression on his bones .What's more, if someone smiles at you, you can't reach out and hit their smiling face.Ansair also smiled silently at Dumbledore, picked up the cup and shook the pumpkin juice in it, and drank it with his head raised.

When he was full, Ansair told Lucius a little, and wandered off to the principal's office.The headmaster asked him for a question. The headmaster was still an old man, so he couldn't let an old man wait for him. It was better for him to go earlier.

Ansair wandered to the eighth floor. The stone beasts on both sides felt Ansair's arrival. Cold wind: "...password!"

"Zizi honey candy."

The password was correct, and the stone beasts slowly separated.Behind the stone beast was an automatic spiral staircase, culminating in the office door, "a shiny oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffin.

A spacious, beautiful circular room... the walls are covered with portraits of old headmasters and headmasters, all snoring softly in their frames.There was also a huge table with claw-shaped legs.There are many silverware and pensieves in it.Dumbledore's pet, Fawkes the Phoenix, perches on a shelf behind the door.In this tower, the Sorting Hat is also permanently stored. (The introduction of the principal's office comes from Baidu)

To Ansair's surprise, Dumbledore was clearly eating at the teacher's table when he came, so why did he arrive earlier than him! !This is not scientific! !

——————— The above is purely Ansair’s personal complaints.

You must know that Dumbledore has been the headmaster of Hogwarts for so many years. It is impossible to know all the secret passages in Hogwarts castle, but some things that are easier to find are still clear. Clear.Otherwise, do you think that Dumbledore's principal is for nothing! !

Seeing Ansair's arrival, Dumbledore smiled kindly, like a kind grandfather: "Do it, Mr. Ansair."

Ansair also performed very well ==, nodded timidly, and sat down carefully in front of Dumbledore.It's as if I didn't know what mistake I made, so the great Mr. Principal called to the office for education, his small face was so pale that it made people feel distressed: "You... hello, Mr. Principal..."

"Don't be nervous, little Mr. Ansair." Dumbledore smiled and stuffed a candy into his mouth, "Would you like something to drink? I have lemon juice here, it's delicious."

"No... no need, I ate a lot for dinner..." Ansair lowered his head shyly, and declined.He was pulling his school uniform with both hands, pulling it left and right, looking very nervous.

Damn it, what did you call him to the office all of a sudden!It's obvious that well water doesn't offend river water, but it's really disgusting to make such an expression!Damn Dumbledore! !Ansair gritted his teeth secretly, tearing his clothes fiercely with his hands: "You old man, do you know that your expression looks like a hook now.A wretched human trafficker who lures children!Kill you, kill you! !

"Oh, that's such a pity," Dumbledore drank the lemon juice regretfully, and did not forget to ask Ansair to sell it again, "Little Mr. Ansair, are you really not going to try it?"

The corner of Ansair's mouth was a little stiff as he looked at the glass of lemon juice that was really not that good in color, and shook his head firmly.He ate so much for dinner that he really didn't need to clean out his stomach! !

"Okay," Dumbledore regretfully put down the lemon juice in his hand, crossed his fingers on his chest, with a smiling grandfather on his face, "Little Mr. Ansair, I heard that you are now a Slytherin The head of the first grade?"

"Yes, Mr. Principal." Ansair raised his eyes to look at Dumbledore, then quickly lowered his head, like a child who wants to be praised by adults.

Dumbledore also happily satisfied him: "Little Mr. Ansair is very powerful. You must know that the students of Slytherin House are all nobles. It is normal for them to be exposed to some magic since childhood, but...can you satisfy me? The curiosity of the old man, let me know how Mr. Ansair Jr. succeeded in the challenge?"

Ansair was shy, this time he was really shy, his red face was so tender that some wretched uncles couldn't help but want to pinch it: "Actually...it's nothing, just...they It's all lost in my flesh. It's a fight."

"Meat... Meat/fighting?" Dumbledore was not calm anymore, his thoughts were not pure and his thoughts were crooked...

Having said that, Ansair, can you just say that close combat is not enough? !Even group fights are fine, it's better than such meat and fighting, which makes people daydream! !But...Dumbledore, you are actually just a naughty old naughty one! !

"It's just fighting. I can defeat many people by myself." This time, Ansair raised his head and saw Dumbledore blinking innocently with a pure face.If you think wrongly, you must be a pervert or a wolf.

"Ahem..." Dumbledore looked at Ansair's pure expression, and couldn't help secretly despising his own delusional thoughts, "That..."

Just when Dumbledore was about to ask something, the door of the principal's office was kicked open with a "bang", and a man with platinum-blond hair came in, followed by a person...

So... Headmaster Dumbledore, I pray for you...

The author has something to say: Thank you for your consolation~~ I am so moved to see everyone's consolation~~~ Anyway, the grades have already come down and can't be changed, just let him go.

By the way... Gellert, do you support Dumbledore, or arrange a new cp... cough cough

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