"Owen, you see, you still laughed at me when I bought these books, how about it, my eyes are good. Gildelow became Alan's professor, and these books became Hogwarts' official textbook!Alan didn't need to buy them anymore!" Mrs. Harris looked proud, proud of her good eye.

"Ellen, don't forget that you promised us to ask for Gildero's autograph!" Daisy looked at Alan eagerly, eager to exchange with Alan, she went to Hogwarts to study, and let Alan go to St. Mungo to work.

Gilderoy Lockhart will be holding a book signing event at the Litz bookstore next Wednesday. Daisy, if you really want his autograph, you can go to the Blotte Bookstore yourself, and you might get not only an autograph, but also a group photo!" Alan raised the Daily Prophet in his hand, which had an advertisement from the Blotte Bookstore, and Gilderoy Lockhart had a big smile on the paper, his white teeth glittering.

"What a successful liar!" Alan saw Daisy snatch the newspaper from Alan's hand, and cherished the folds of the newspaper and tucked it into her favorite book.

"Next Wednesday, maybe I can take a day off, even if I have a few more days off from work!"

"Maybe I can also provide you with a suitable reason to take a vacation, such as how about helping your youngest brother buy the necessary items for the new semester?" Alan had just been to Diagon Alley a while ago, and had already purchased enough medicinal herbs and crucibles, and even more books. They were now stacked in Ellen's storage compartment, and he wanted to use the rest of his vacation to keep his finances in order, such as a portion of his mobile tower.

"That's a great idea!" Daisy poured Alan a cup of black tea as if rewarded, and grinned as Eren drank it all.

Alan continued to flip through the rest of the Daily Prophet, and as the chief reporter of the Daily Prophet, Rita Skeeter hadn't published a report for a long time, which in itself was a very strange thing. But Alan knew that his confession spell was still working, and Rita couldn't make up the news, and naturally she couldn't continue to report it.

What does a day in the life of a wizard's child look like, playing with toys, reading fairy tale books, eating cakes and sweets...... Emily's daily life is very simple and comfortable. But that morning, she sat in her children's chair and kept picking at her nose.

"Emily, do you have an uncomfortable nose?" The adult wizards in the family all went to work, and only Alan took care of Emily.

"No, on the contrary, my nose has never been so comfortable!" replied Emily.

"Then why do you keep messing with your nose?" asked Allen.

Emily swooped, jumped out of the children's chair, and ran to Alan, who was sitting on the couch reading a book.

"Alan, I fell asleep last night, and in my sleep, I felt something get into my nose. My nose is so comfortable this morning!, but what is that?" Emily likes Ellen, who never treats her words as childish words, but listens patiently and attentively, and gives the best way to solve the problem. Emily is close to and trusts Allen, and is willing to share her doubts with her.

"Maybe there's something really, don't worry Emily, I'll keep a vigil for you tonight to see what the hell is going on. "Alan wasn't trying to beat Emily, he really decided to watch over Emily at night to see what was going on.

Many times, children are not able to let their guardians understand what is happening to them because they are not clear enough. Some people think that their children are seeking parental attention, but in fact, they may miss their children's distress signals and miss the opportunity to educate their children.

Allen, who had studied education and psychology, certainly wouldn't make such a mistake. He values what Emily says, and the well-behaved Emily never lies, and since she expresses it like this, something must happen.

When night fell, in Emily's heart, the quiet summer night was especially reassuring to her because of Alan's protection. She lay on a white oak cot and fell into a deep sleep, with a quiet smile on her face.

After making sure Emily was asleep, Eren hid her figure and kept a close eye on the room. At midnight, a spherical object crawled in from Emily's windowsill. By the bright moonlight, Alan could see what it looked like.

This little ball-shaped monster is covered in creamy yellow fur and looks like a cute stuffed animal. It writhed its round body and searched the room. From time to time, a very slender pink tongue emerges from the middle of its body, stretching out and spitting around the room like a snake, as if looking for food.

Alan finally let go of the mention that he knew what it was. It's fluffy velvet!

It is a relatively common magical creature that has a strong ability to survive and can be seen all over the world. Velvet has a docile personality and does not attack wizards, which makes Allen, who recognizes it, relax his nerves. Because the docile plush is like a Muggle plush doll, you can hug it, even if you throw it around, it will be indifferent.

The fluffy fluff climbed onto Emily's cot and stuck its slender tongue upward, the pink tongue burrowing into the sleeping Emily's nose, and it didn't take long for it to retract.

During this time, Alan just watched it quietly and did not make any movements. Velvet likes to burrow his tongue into the noses of sleeping wizards and eat their dry boogers. Apparently it cleaned Emily very well yesterday, so it didn't take long for it to retract its tongue today.

This weird little fetish of Velvet has made them loved by generations of wizard children, and even now, when owls are popular as pets, there are still many wizards who choose Velvet as pets, and they are very popular with wizards.

Alan quietly stood up, walked over to Pu Rongrong's side, picked it up, and stroked its soft little yellow hair. The fluffy slumped meekly in Alan's arms, humming in satisfaction.

Alan quietly left Emily's room with Fluffy and closed the door gently. They went straight to the kitchen, and Alan tiptoed around the kitchen to find it. Great, in an iron pot in the corner of the stove, Alan found some leftovers from the day. Alan pulled out a plate that he didn't usually use, poured the food into the plate, and let go of the fluffy fluff in his arms.