"Owen, you see, when I bought these books, you laughed at me. How about it? I have a good eye, right? Gidro has become Allen's professor, and these books have become the designated teaching materials for Hogwarts! Allen doesn't need to buy these books anymore! "Mrs. Harris said proudly, proud of her good eye.
"Allen, don't forget that you promised to give us Gidro's autograph!" Daisy looked at Allen eagerly. She couldn't wait to exchange places with Allen. She would go to Hogwarts to study, and Allen would go to St. Mungo to work.
"Gidro? Lockhart will be holding a book signing event at Lihen Bookstore next Wednesday. Daisy, if you really want his autograph, you can go to Lihen Bookstore yourself. You may not only get an autograph, but also a group photo! " Allen waved the Daily Prophet in his hand. There was an advertisement for Lihen Bookstore on it. Lockhart was smiling brightly in the newspaper, his white teeth gleaming.
"What a successful liar!" Allen saw Daisy snatch the newspaper from Allen's hand, smoothing out the wrinkles on the newspaper and putting it in her favorite book.
"Next Wednesday, maybe I can take a break, even if I have to work for a few more days!" Daisy was crazy!
"Maybe I can give you a suitable reason for taking a break. For example, how about helping your youngest brother buy the essentials for the new semester?" Allen had just been to Diagon Alley a while ago and had already purchased enough medicinal herbs and crucibles, as well as countless books. They were now piled up in Allen's storage space. He wanted to use the rest of the holiday to sort out his finances. For example, he could put some of them in his mobile tower.
"That's a good idea!" Daisy rewarded Allen with a cup of black tea and watched Allen drink it all with a smile.
Allen continued to flip through the remaining pages of the Prophet's Daily. As the chief reporter of the Prophet's Daily, Rita Kirilenko was the first to speak. It had been a long time since Skeeter had published a report, which in itself was very strange. However, Allen knew very well that his Truth-Telling Mantra was still working. Rita could not fabricate news, so naturally, she could not continue to report.
What is the life of a child in a wizard's home like in a day? Playing with some toys, reading some fairy tales, eating some cakes and other sweets … Emily's daily life was very simple and comfortable. But this morning, she sat in her baby chair and kept scratching her nose.
"Emily, is there something wrong with your nose?" All the adult wizards had gone to work, so only Allen was taking care of Emily.
"No, it's the exact opposite. My nose has never felt so comfortable before!" Emily replied crisply.
"Then why do you keep scratching your nose?" Allen wanted to get to the bottom of it.
Emily jumped down from the baby chair and ran to Allen, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book.
"Allen, I fell asleep last night. In my sleep, I felt something go into my nose. My nose felt so good this morning! But what is it? " Emily liked Allen. Allen never treated her words as childish words. Instead, he listened patiently and carefully and gave her the best solution. Emily was close to and trusted Allen, so she was willing to tell Allen her doubts.
"Maybe there really is something. Emily, don't worry. I'll watch over you tonight and see what's going on." Allen was not patronizing Emily. He really decided to watch over Emily tonight and see what was going on.
Many times, because children did not express themselves clearly enough, they were unable to let their guardians understand what was going on. Some people would think that the child was seeking attention from their parents. In fact, it was very likely that they would miss the child's distress signal and miss the opportunity to educate the child.
Allen was someone who had studied education and psychology. Of course, he would not make such a mistake. He valued what Emily said. The well-behaved Emily never lied. Since she expressed herself like this, something must have happened.
Night fell. In Emily's heart, the quiet summer night made her feel especially at ease because of Allen's protection. She lay on the white oak bed and fell into a deep sleep with a peaceful smile on her face.
After confirming that Emily was asleep, Allen hid himself and paid close attention to the room. At midnight, a ball-shaped thing crawled in from Emily's window. With the help of the bright moonlight, Allen saw what it looked like.
This ball-shaped little monster was covered with soft milky yellow fur. It looked like a cute plush toy. It wriggled its round body and explored the room. From time to time, a very thin pink tongue would emerge from its body. It was like a snake sticking out in the room, as if it was looking for food.
Allen finally felt relieved. He knew what this thing was. It was a Pu Rongrong!
Pu Rongrong was a relatively common magical creature. It had a strong survival ability and could be seen all over the world. Pu Rongrong had a gentle personality and would not attack wizards. This made Allen, who recognized it, feel relieved. Because the gentle Pu Rongrong was like a Muggle plush toy. No matter how you hugged it, even if you threw it here and there, it would be indifferent.
This Pu Rongrong climbed onto Emily's bed and stuck out its thin pink tongue. The pink tongue went into the sleeping Emily's nose and retracted not long after.
During this time, Allen only looked at it quietly and did not do anything. Pu Rongrong liked to stick its tongue into the noses of sleeping wizards and eat their dry boogers. Apparently, it helped Emily clean up very well yesterday, so it retracted its tongue not long after today.
Because of Pu Rongrong's weird quirk, they were loved by generations of wizard children. Even now, when owls were popular as pets, many wizards still chose Pu Rongrong as pets. They were very popular among wizards.
Allen quietly stood up and walked to Pu Rongrong's side. He picked it up and stroked its soft yellow fur. This Pu Rongrong meekly lay in Allen's arms and hummed in satisfaction.
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