Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The meeting room in Harris Castle had a giant crystal chandelier hanging from above. The blue room was regarded as the most elegant room in Hogwarts Castle. There was exquisite furniture and luxurious carpets, most of which were fairy art. The walls were painted with scenes of the floating city of Hogwarts.
Unlike his family members who were worried but did not voice out their concerns, Alan did not take the previous meeting to heart. He nestled on the sofa, holding the university materials that he had not finished reading before. "Compared to those things abroad, the problem now is the university's problem is more serious. I didn't expect that after the floating city took off … so many wizards from all over the world applied for admission …" Alan shook his head and said, "I've already sent two of my clones over …"
"Bastard! You hurt your father again! Your father has been advising you to be careful! " Owen's voice came from outside the door. He walked into the room cursing. "Fortunately, Barsad was loyal. He almost couldn't come back."
"You have to give them a channel to communicate and vent. Only you are qualified …" Allen begged his father with a cheeky smile.
"Forget it. There's not much I can do to help you anyway … You've been doing big things recently, but as long as you know what you're doing, it's fine. I can't keep up with you young people …" Owen glared at his youngest son and then lay down on the sofa.
"Who said that? You can still help now?! " Allen said loudly with a righteous expression. "Father, brothers, sisters … and Hibiscus Chinensis can all come to the university to give public lectures … There are too many new students to help."
"What? You want me to be a professor? " Before the others could react, Daisy was a little unconfident. "My grades in Hogwarts were not bad, but they were nothing compared to you straight-A students … Now you want me to be a teacher at the university … to teach elite wizards from all over the world … I'm afraid … I'm not qualified."
"Daisy, be confident! Now that you've mastered the Netherese Scroll, your strength has increased a lot. You're definitely up to the task. " Owen did not complain as Allen had imagined. Instead, his eyes lit up. "Daisy, it's an honor to have a university professor title. Not only that, these university graduates in the magic world will naturally have a good impression of us …"
"I'm willing to help too! Ahem … "Emily raised her hand like Hermione did when she was a freshman, but then she coughed." Ahem … I mean, if I graduate, I'm willing to help too! "
"Daisy, you're also a witch who has read the Netherese Scroll..." Allen encouraged his sister. He understood the pressure that Daisy felt when she was compared to Harris and the other "more outstanding" children. Compared to Albert, Lunn, Allen, and even Emily at school, it was inevitable that she would feel a little unconfident.
"Allen, I guess I can only teach them some practical magic? I can't teach them much theory … Lunn might be able to, but I can't teach them how to command, can I? " Albert said. He looked at his sister and shook his head. Ever since Emily was exposed a few years ago, she had become less and less fond of hiding.
"Why not, Albert? You can teach it as a subject …" Allen was a little anxious because he did not want to embarrass himself in the university. "Don't worry, the other members of the Umbrella Team and Albert's teaching content may overlap, but Four Eyes is still qualified to be a professor. When you're busy, Penello can fill in. Also, I'll ask Hermione to hurry up and find more famous wizards in the field to teach their skills … It's just that this year is the beginning of the university, so it's a little difficult to get into the formal school …"
"But I can also teach students?" Hibiscus Chinensis, the usually confident French witch, suddenly became a little like Daisy.
"The subjects in the university don't have to be too academic. Everyone doesn't have to study how to study magic." Allen realized that the wizards in the family seemed to have misunderstood the concept of a university, so he corrected them. "There are also a lot of subjects that are more professional. For example, your TV station will need more professionals to produce programs in the future, so it's best to train them yourself, right?"
"You don't have to worry, Alan. These wizards don't know what the university in your mind is supposed to be like anyway. You'll be satisfied as long as they learn something new … So the rest of you can just go and be a professor …" Owen's calm appearance calmed his family down a little. Then, he slumped on the sofa and turned his head to look at Alan before asking, "Oh yeah, what big news have you guys been studying recently? We need her protection to read the Nether Scrolls. Otherwise, I remember you guys saying that your brain will go crazy … If it's not urgent, can you spare some time … "
On the other side, Morgan-le-feil suddenly covered her mouth, turned her body to one side, and retched a few times. Only then did the other Harris realize that the reason why she didn't speak was that she was having a pregnancy reaction again.
Owen stood up quickly and skillfully handed his wife a glass of lemonade.
Allen, who was relieved by his mother's reaction, looked at Owen with a sneaky expression. He stared at his father's skillful back patting, trying to learn a thing or two from him. Then he said, "Let's wait for a while. We need some time to deal with it …"
Owen responded absentmindedly. His mind was on his wife at the moment. Morgan-le-feil put down the glass of lemonade and took a bite of the black pudding that her husband handed to her. She relaxed her eyebrows and lay back on the sofa.
"Mother, pregnancy is so difficult? I didn't notice it before … "Allen sat down beside Morgan-le-feil and took out a handkerchief to catch the pudding that his mother was going to spit out." Is there anything special that I need to pay attention to? "
"Go away. Don't try to please me." Morgan-le-feil said casually, "Buy whatever you want. You don't have to ask me for pocket money anymore."
"Mother, I think it's better to talk about it. It's better for everyone to listen. " Allen said calmly, "Father will be very busy. When he's not at home, we can help him."
Owen grabbed the handkerchief from Allen's hand and held it himself. "Hmph! It's all because of you, you unfilial son, causing trouble for us. Do you think the others won't be busy? Your second brother is still accompanying Xenophilus to the Pig's Head Bar … "
"Why are you so fierce? Allen is just concerned about me. Isn't he right? You're always away from home … "Morgan-le-feil scolded her husband." My reaction this time is bigger than yours. There aren't many things that I need to pay attention to. For example, there are many things that I can't eat now, but sometimes, even in the middle of the night, I really want to eat. And … Er … "Morgan-le-feil, who wanted to say more, was a little stuck. She realized that Owen was usually the one paying attention to these things. After a moment of silence, she suddenly scolded," Albert, why are you spacing out? Come and listen. You're going to be responsible for taking care of Hibiscus Chinensis in the future! And Daisy, why are you smiling like an idiot over there? Come and listen! Owen, you continue. I'm a little tired … "
Albert and Hibiscus Chinensis were whispering to each other, but now their faces were red. They sat up straight and leaned over like students who were scolded by Professor Mag.
"If food is so important … What does Mom usually eat? Maybe I should ask Maggie to prepare more for practice? " Allen looked at his mother worriedly. He wasn't worried about her health, but he was worried about his mother's personality and mood changes during pregnancy. He was a little envious of his sister, who was curled up on the sofa with her body advantage after his mother got angry.
Daisy, who was scolded for no reason, was a little annoyed. "Allen, don't bother Mom. She's been pregnant for so long, and you don't seem to care much about her. Now, there are only a few months left. Why are you asking so many questions now?"
Morgan-le-feil continued to scold discontentedly, "Daisy! Your brother is so busy. How can he find time to care about his mother? What about you? I still have to worry about your problems … You're not young anymore. Why do you hang out with Tonks like a little girl every day? "
The eldest daughter of the Harris family was speechless. She lowered her head on the sofa and didn't dare to say anything. She seemed to be distracted.
"Allen, Maggie doesn't have to do anything. That girl, Penello, is cooking for me now. She's a good girl. She's much nicer to me than you guys. No matter how busy she is, she'll still find time to help me. She and Helga made the recipe and posted it in the kitchen …" Morgan-le-feil praised with a smile. "Helga keeps saying that there's a mistake with the sorting hat. Penello should be assigned to Hufflepuff. She's very talented in cooking and can cook any recipe she learns …"
Everyone present had reservations about their mother's description of Hufflepuff. Penello, who could learn any black magic, should be assigned to Hufflepuff. However, it was clear that her talent in cooking and her concern for Morgan-le-feil made the younger Harris feel a little ashamed.
Allen moved a little. He was a little uneasy when he heard about Penello's efforts. When he heard his mother say that the recipe was posted in the kitchen, he didn't continue to ask for more details.
Owen, who was sitting at the side, glanced at Albert, who was spacing out like his eldest daughter. He looked suspiciously at Allen, who had a serious expression on his face just a moment ago.
Flapping sounds could be heard from outside the window.
Shortly after, a shadow raven with a slit on its forehead and two eyes suddenly flew in. It looked a little bloated and strange. It landed in front of Daisy and spat it out. Daisy unrolled a small roll of parchment and opened it to read. After the raven delivered the letter, its body twitched and twisted a few times, like a wizard whose TV signal was not very good in a lightning storm, and dissipated into the air after it had delivered the letter.
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