At the entrance of Hogwarts Elementary School, Penello stood with her hands behind her back in front of a row of large arc-shaped fireplaces.
Not long after, a bright green flame suddenly appeared in one of the empty grates of the fireplaces used to transport the students to and from school. Allen appeared in the middle of the flame and spun around like a spinning top. In an instant, the sound of children playing in the colorful castle filled his ears.
A few seconds later, Ellen stepped over the grate and stood on the boulder tiles, brushing the ashes from the rolling jewel of his ancient robe.
"I thought I would be the first one to arrive..." Allen said apologetically. He took out a box of potions from his waist pouch. "Throw away the one I gave you a few days ago. I made this one myself. It has a stronger soothing effect. I tweaked the taste a few years ago and made it into a cola flavored one."
"It's okay. I came early." Penello hurriedly waved her hand. In fact, she did come early because she was afraid that Allen would wait for too long. Now that she heard that Allen had personally made the potions for her, although she did not think it was necessary to do so for Scrimgeour, she decided to eat it as a snack after hearing that Allen had tweaked the taste of the potions.
Allen led Penello through the square of Hogwarts Elementary School. The noisy children's voices made him a little impatient. On the other hand, Penello was eagerly thinking about what it would be like if she had children...
Shuttling through the group of wizard fairytale sculptures that were piled up by primary school students, and reaching out to stop the staff who wanted to come over to say hello, Allen and Penello entered the main castle. The more orderly class of the senior little wizard eased Allen's anxious mood a lot.
Penello led Allen to the sign that marked the Mathematics Professor's Office. She knocked on the door a few times.
"Penello! Oh, and Principal Harris! "
After the door opened, a surprised and gentle female voice sounded. Nancy, who still looked a little thin with short hair and wearing a teacher's uniform, appeared in front of Allen and Penello. But at least her hair had recovered some of its luster. In her hand, she was holding a Muggle mathematics textbook that had its cover changed and was suitable for wizards. In fact, she just changed some of the pictures to ones that could be moved. Some of the pictures were replaced with some of the pictures, such as a little lamb being replaced with a Pu Rongrong.
Entering this private office, Allen saw at a glance that there were some photos of Nancy, Lockhart, and Patricia hanging on the wall behind the teacher's desk and office chair. It seemed that Lockhart had taken them for a good stroll in the British magic world before. In one of the pictures, Nancy maintained a smile and did not move. Next to her was the pearl-white, translucent ghost Lockhart. He and Patricia looked at each other and began to snicker at their mother. If Nancy did not notice that the little girl was laughing so hard in the end.
Noticing Allen's gaze when he saw the picture, Nancy explained embarrassedly, "That was the first time I was photographed by a magic camera. Patricia was so mean that she did not tell me that the magic photo could move …"
"What a lively little girl. The fact that she could run so far with Lockhart shows that this little girl is not simple …" Allen was talking about the child in front of a mother at this time. He no longer had the annoyed expression he had just now. "Now, you have more or less adapted to magic, right?"
"Don't worry, Principal Harris. Those common sense textbooks for children are also very suitable for me." Nancy waved her hand and then asked in confusion, "By the way, Principal Harris, why are you here?" "…"
"Let's talk about it later … Nancy, call Patricia over. She can take the opportunity to check the homework I assigned …" Penello ordered, "I'll take the drinks here myself."
"Ah, I'm too rude. Let me make a pot of tea for you first."
"Just call Patricia. Allen likes our Muggle's drinks more than tea …"
"Oh, Principal Harris, please feel free to take it … I'll bring my daughter over now …"
Nancy responded quickly and respectfully. At first, she was not afraid of this beautiful witch. However, after hearing the rumors about her and knowing that she was the one who killed Lockhart, she became very fearful for a period of time. Later, Nancy began to become familiar with the magic world and understood the identity of Lockhart and the female Aura at that time. She also found out that the female Aura was sincerely teaching her daughter so that she could learn more than her peers that they could not. The gratitude and kindness in her heart made her less afraid of Penello.
After Nancy went out, Allen began to look around the office. It was decorated very simply. A large triangular ruler hung on the white wall, and some cute teaching equipment such as stars, flowers, and so on were placed on the cabinet. A simple bookshelf was placed with "Tales of Beedle the Poet" and books on the history of magic. Under the bookshelf was a furry carpet for people to sit on to rest and read.
A simple bookshelf was placed with the history of magic and some more advanced Muggle basic mathematics and grammar textbooks that were more advanced than the magic world. Under the bookshelf was a furry carpet. A "Tales of Beedle the Poet" was placed upside down on the carpet in an open state.
Penello skillfully took out two cans of salad from a cabinet. "Nancy and the others are Dutch … But at least this is carbonated. I think it's to your taste … There's also chicken bone tea. Maybe you want to bring some for the crazy girl? I think she's the only one who can drink it … "
"This tastes a bit like toothpaste …" Allen casually changed the topic of Luna. After noticing the furnishings in the room, he pointed to the glass cabinets in the room. Other than some sundries, they were filled with food and children's snacks every once in a while. "Sigh, it seems that although it has been a long time since I ran away from Tom, it seems that the trauma is not so easy to heal …"
"I've seen the children's memories during the days when I was with the mysterious man. They were indeed hungry …" Penello helped Allen open the tab in front of him. "At least that liar Lockhart did something good in this incident. The others who were left alone would be abandoned if they were hungry and sick." Penello looked at Allen's expression and comforted him. "This has nothing to do with us. It's the mysterious man's fault … We …"
The door was pushed open with a squeak.
Patricia's blonde curly hair was braided and tied behind her head with a big bow. The little girl with rosy cheeks looked very cute. The recent long period of cultivation and the arrogance of surviving a disaster made her baby fat even more obvious.
When she saw Penello, her eyes sparkled. She trotted forward and raised her head to greet Penello.
"Patricia, I've taught you that no matter what, you should greet Principal Harris first." Penello pressed the little girl's shoulder and asked her to greet Allen. "She's still too young. Although she's talented, I didn't teach her how to cast spells. I only taught her some theoretical knowledge in advance. Her memory is good …" Penello's tone was a little boastful. "But if Hermione were to teach her … I don't know how much theoretical knowledge she taught, but I think she'd be much heavier than she is now …"
The little girl seemed a little shy when she heard her tutor talking about her weight. But after regaining her freedom, she and her mother liked to eat very much. She was just wondering why her mother didn't gain as much weight as she did.
"You seem to be quite good at teaching students … When you were the president of the Female Student Council, I knew you had this talent. I still don't know the name of the male head of Ravenclaw when I first entered the school …" Allen was happy to see Penello paying attention in this aspect.
"That's because he's too insignificant." Penello was a little happy to hear Allen's praise. She pulled the little girl to the table on the side. "Then I'll check her homework first. Allen, you can tell Nancy about the situation. I think she'll be happy to …"
"Principal Harris … Do you have any orders for me? I'll try my best to help … "Since everything was empty, Nancy's memory of Alan was only the things that happened after she was sent to London by Lockhart. Even though she was very grateful to Alan who had saved her and her daughter and provided her with a house, a job, and safety, the aura and appearance of the male wizard still made her somewhat fearful.
"Oh, it's not really an order …" Allen waved his hand. "By the way, Nancy, are you used to the magic world recently? How's work? "
"I'm only responsible for teaching Muggle basic mathematics, grammar, and so on. I've already sorted out some teaching methods that are suitable for the little wizards who have been living in the magic world since young," Nancy said respectfully. "I'm working well with Professor Graplan, who's responsible for the general knowledge of magic. Professor Binns, who teaches the history of magic, has a little trouble remembering people, but his behavior is more fixed … So we've found the rhythm of each other's teaching." She felt that her tone was a little too harsh, so she softened a little. "The neighbors are very nice to me and Patricia. The students and their parents also respect me … I have to admit that this is beyond my imagination …"
Allen took a sip from the can. "That's good. I'm here today because Ravenclaw and I have a new idea. Since your daughter is a wizard … I want to confirm whether the magic blood in her body is from her father or her mother. Maybe …"
Then there was some chatter outside the door.
"Shh! Ladies, please don't make any noise … Please wait for me outside for a while … "Lockhart's voice resonated from outside the door. His nervous tone had more or less the frivolity of the past. As though he felt that the noise he made must have reached the people inside, he deliberately said loudly," Ladies, the person inside is Principal Alan Harris. He's a hero who deserves our respect … So please wait for me outside for a while … "
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