The father and daughter talked for a while, a little rusty.

"Helena, don't you really want me to admit our relationship to the public now?"

"Dad, wait until you look older than me, I'll go find my mother first. ”

Helena straightened up lightly, slowly rose, pulled her body out of the ground, and then spun around in place three times, the posture was as stiff as a manipulated puppet, and she had maintained a haughty and cold attitude for a long time, which had made her not make too many expressions, and she was a little rusty to express her joy in this way.

Alan smiled softly, waved his hand at Helena understandingly, watched his daughter slip through the ceiling and leave the basement to find her mother Luna, looked at the surroundings and judged the general direction of the Great Hall, Alan walked down a corridor, since he was in the basement, Alan wanted to go to the Hogwarts kitchen next to the Hufflepuff common room, he planned to take the things that Bonnie had hidden for him.

A letter with golden phoenix wings suddenly floated in front of him, causing Eren to stop.

Obviously, in the entire British wizarding world, except for his own transformation, there is only one person who can send a message with the wings of a phoenix, Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts.

Alan reached out and opened the letter. Dumbledore, who was aware of Alan's return to school, invited him to the headmaster's office before lunch, and finally wrote a "caramel popcorn" to inform Alan of the order to open the door.

A quill appeared in Alan's hand, and Eren quickly wrote a reply on parchment, and he also had something to talk to Dumbledore in the hope of changing his mind.

Writing in reply, Alan did not immediately leave for the headmaster's room, but continued to the wide stone corridor where the entrance to the kitchen was, where the torches lit it all around, and decorated with delightful drawings of what was mostly to eat. Alan paused in front of a picture of a large silver bowl filled with fruit.

This is the door that leads to the kitchen, and if you stretch out your index finger and scratch the big green pear in the picture, the pear will squirm and eat and laugh, and then it will turn into a large green doorknob, and then you can pull the door open and walk in—there are also four long wooden tables in the kitchen, exactly the same position as the four college tables in the auditorium above. At mealtime, the food is served from the kitchen table to the college table above the auditorium.

There are hundreds of house-elves at work in the Hogwarts kitchens, where you can get absolute preferential treatment from them, and they will rush to deliver food to you whatever you want.

Only this time Alan didn't walk in the door, and his target wasn't the kitchen full of hearty food, and even less the warm, absolutely attentive house-elves. His hands lifted slightly, aimed at the picture on the wall, and then moved the painting down with a slight cushion, the portrait was flipped over, and the back baffle was removed, and behind the silver bowl of fruit was another portrait: on the grass outside the Hufflepuff tavern, the red-haired Bonnie sat upright in a chair with his eye sockets not slightly sunken, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, looking very dignified. Merlin, who had grown into a teenager, stood behind her with a big smile on his face. And in the tavern window behind them, Eutylefer was singing to Hufflepuff with the lute in his arms. Beyond the glittering lake in front of the lawn, the small village in the distance is immersed in the afterglow of the setting sun, the villagers carry farm tools, work in the woods and fields, the brown and chestnut English pony bows its head and nibbles on the turf, and the tail flicks from time to time, everything seems quiet and quiet, which is the village of Crawhurst, where Merlin has lived since childhood. Obviously, this small village was added to Merlin later, in memory of the place where he lived, and where he first met his teacher.

Detaching the painting from the frame and putting it back on the backplate, Alan puts the silver fruit bowl that is the entrance to the kitchen back in its original position.

He took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and before he could say hello to the portrait of the people, he put it in his pocket, and Alan stepped into the shadows and teleported to the door of the headmaster's office - without shouting the command, the stone monster had already parted left and right, and Alan walked up the movable spiral staircase to the oak door, which opened on its own.

Dumbledore sat behind the large headmaster's desk, stared at Alan with wide eyes, nodded at him, and Alan bowed slightly and walked towards him. There was a sound of wings flapping, and Phoenix Fawkes left the branch where it was perched, flew over from the other end of the office, and flew around Allen, "Hello, Fawkes. Alan whispered, stroking the phoenix's beautiful golden and red feathers, and Fawkes blinked at him calmly - although they hadn't seen each other much, Allen's Animagus had kept him in favor of Fawkes.

"Would you like to have something?" said Dumbledore kindly, holding out his hand to signal Alan to sit in the armchair across from his headmaster's desk.

"Butterbeer bar," Alan replied calmly as he sat down.

"More popcorn? I've been hooked on this stuff lately, and it's perfect for watching TV...... Charted and crispy, sweet and delicious. A small basket of caramel popcorn appeared in front of Allen, and butterbeer gurgled out of the jug and into a glass beer glass.

Alan raised his glass and Dumbledore saluted each other and took a sip - the house-elves in the Hogwarts kitchens were clearly very good at cooking, and they added a little salt to the syrup to balance out the sweetness, making Alan feel that it was a little more palatable to him than what was sold in three broomsticks.

"Professor Harris, it looks like you've had a great adventure, and I'm glad to welcome you back to Hogwarts. Dumbledore looked at Eren's silver hair, pale cheeks, and unusual ancient wizard-style attire.

"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore, congratulations on regaining most of your status, and welcome back to Hogwarts. Alan greeted him in the tone of his master, "You weren't removed from the Chocolate Frog card. ”

This surprised Dumbledore slightly, but he was relieved to think that the Harris family was one of the school's trustees.

"They know I won't really be angry if they don't remove me from the Chocolate Frog card," Dumbledore said with a smile, as if he was glad about it, and then he put down his beer glass and said rather seriously, "As the Headmaster of Hogwarts - no, that's a bit arrogant, as an old man who has been in the cause of education for many years, Alan, please listen to my request." ”

"Oh, I'm here for the same purpose as your request...... But let's talk about it first. Alan took another sip of Butterbeer and put down his glass, then crossed his hands on the table to listen.

"Alan, I have no problem with you teaching students ancient magic and training in duels, I admit that my philosophy in the past was a little overprotective of the young wizards, and I was also distracted by too many other things, and your training class has helped the students of Hogwarts for all to see. Dumbledore propped his arms on the table and moved his face closer to Alan, and he said in a sincere tone, "But I still hope you don't teach students the dark arts, Alan, I think you know what I mean, not all young wizards can be as strong as you are." ”