A sorcerer isolated from the world and following ancient traditions, a magical school as magnificent as a medieval castle, full of mystery and romance.

Mysterious curiosity about the unknown is a human instinct, and Mori Jingyu is no exception.

For her, who has never traveled abroad, the style of Hogwarts is very new, such as the ghosts that are still in the school after they die, such as self-aware paintings and objects, such as strange plants, etc., after becoming familiar with the road shape of Hogwarts, she refuses to be accompanied by Mephistopheles and Amy, and plays adventure games on her own, looking for the "secret room" mentioned in Amy's information.

Of course, her favorite place to go is the principal's office.

Please be considerate of a family whose goal is to make their children become outstanding artists, there are strict regulations on the calories that Miss Sen consumes every day since she was sensible, and she basically can't eat oil flowers in her daily meals, and sweets are strictly prohibited, and any food that may make her body oversized is contraband!

Even if you receive candy from fans, you can only smell it and can't eat it, dare you be more abusive!

Only outside the sight of her parents can she eat freely, and even so, the stomach capacity of her long-term control diet is very limited, so that after a pleasant meal every day, she has to ask Mephistopheles for a stomach medicine, and the reason for the gastrointestinal discomfort is that the food is too greasy for her.

The long-awaited foraging trip, how can you lose under a mere gastrointestinal discomfort!

Mephistopheles was very indulgent to her, knowing that the tighter she was entangled would only make her hide farther, so she did not restrict her freedom. Anyway, if she is not feeling well, she will always return to him as soon as possible, and put away her claws and guards.

Dumbledore was naturally happy to be able to build a good relationship with Dr. Mephistopheles's female companion, provided that he gave most of his treasured candy, and the old bee, who also loved sweets, felt a dull pain in his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys.

Ever since he was diagnosed by St. Mungo's Dental Clinic that he needed to limit his sugar intake, Madam Pomfrey had been nervously watching, forbidding the house-elves in the school kitchen to make him candy. He could only secretly buy candy and hide it in the principal's office, hiding from people to eat it, God knows how this eldest lady sniffed the sweetness all the way to the principal's office, and he hid the limited edition candy in one place.

Watching her eat sweet honey water in one hand and chocolate frog in the other, Dumbledore experienced the feeling of greasy teeth for the first time.

Pity his old man and still drink a potion for tooth decay, but this young lady made it clear that Dr. Mephistopheles is like this, and his teeth are good and his appetite is good, which makes Dumbledore envious, and he thinks about simply giving up St. Mungo, and asking Dr. Mephistopheles to be his personal attending physician.

It's a pity that after the consultation, it was found that the consultation fee was too high, which exceeded three times the cost of the Order of the Phoenix! More money than the goblins of Gringotts!

The old bee had to abandon this tempting idea.

Alas, you get what you pay for, and if you can come up with more exquisite medical skills than Saint Mungo, you really have to charge a higher price than Saint Mungo. Just this time, Dr. Mephistopheles was asked to treat the Triwizard Tournament player, and he almost hollowed out his old bottom, and the old man still had to keep a little pension.

"Alright, Miss Sen." Dumbledore looked at Sen Jingyu kindly, and his voice was old and kind: "How are you and Dr. Mephistopheles living at Hogwarts these days?" ”

"Yes, thank you very much for your hospitality, Hogwarts showed me a and ...... Well, in wizarding terms, it's the Muggle world, right? A wonderful world completely different from the Muggle world, magic is indeed magical. And, of course, potions, but the materials for making them were as effective as they were. "In fact, what Sen Jingyu wants to say is that the wizards who can make potions from all kinds of strange materials are really as strange as my sister expected, and what is even more strange is that they can actually drink the potions that are disgusting in terms of materials, appearance, and taste...... Vomit...... It's a bit nauseous to eat too much sweets......

"I think the Oriental art is also magical, and the ghost of the school told me in great surprise that Miss Mori was able to touch them and share food with them, something that no wizard had ever done before." Dumbledore winked at her. The ghost was more like a decoration in the school, occasionally acting as an eyeliner, they couldn't touch anything, they couldn't taste anything, but the young lady from the East broke that.

In front of him, Mori Jingyu stretched out his sinful claws to the raspberry cream cake again, and gave him a smile back: "Regional cultures are different, so we use power differently. After all, the art of the East originated from the reverence for nature and the mourning of the dead, and a large part of the performance is related to the deceased. ”

Dumbledore had also done research on souls when he was younger, but it wasn't a popular subject for magic after all, and he couldn't help but chat with Mori Jingyu more.

It's a pity that because of cultural differences, even if Sen Jingyu wears a translator, Dumbledore can't understand some professional terms unique to Oriental arts, and finally shakes his head and sighs. He was too old to have much energy to study, and the wizarding world, which had become self-contained, would not be willing to go to the Muggle world in the Far East to contact warlocks.

As a result of the discussion, Dumbledore was fooled by Mori's enthusiastic sales pitch and bought a compass she recommended at a high price, which was said to be able to detect the location of evil creatures and evil spirits.

In fact, this is the old model of Erzhentang in the first two years, and it happens that there is a new model this year, just because the old things can still be used, and the price of the new product is slightly higher, and the black store of Erzhentang never engages in trade-in activities, Sen Jingyu has been hesitant whether to start. Dumbledoreken's original price recovery was a real solution.

If it weren't for the fact that there were not many opportunities to go abroad, Sen Jingyu might have seriously considered the feasibility of purchasing agents.

In her opinion, the wizarding world is really quite backward, and even the old-fashioned flying broom can be admired. It is important to know that after watching the Quidditch World Cup, she returned to Japan just in time to receive tickets for the opening of the Museum of Mysterious Objects in the Circle of Spirits, which included two antique flying broomsticks from 300 years ago, and the performance and style in the exhibition introduction were stronger than those used by wizards in the Quidditch World Cup. Dear, that's all historical obsolescence, okay! There is a kind of antiques outside that are stronger than the freshness of the wizarding world!

It is conceivable that he went here to open a branch of Erzhentang, and made a lot of money.

Don't blame my sister for not holding back the profiteers, this is purely a professional habit that I accidentally developed after joining the association. What's more, Dumbledore was also very satisfied with the purchase, and the little pain in the flesh couldn't hide the sudden brightness of his eyes, and he also proposed to buy six more talismans to deal with evil spirits, especially the best ones.

Grandpa, the finest spirit rune costs at least billions of yen, which is converted into millions of pounds, this is still the algorithm that my sister didn't take into, six at a time, can your old heart stand it?

In order to prevent the old man who provided her with limited edition candy in front of her from myocardial infarction, Sen Jingyu explained according to the only remaining conscience: "If you just want to seal the evil spirit, you don't need to use the best spirit rune, the evil ghost who has been killed for hundreds of years only needs a medium-priced spirit rune, if the spirit body of the evil spirit is weakened, it can be more economical, and the cheapest rune paper when the evil spirit is in a coma can also complete the seal." ”

After listening to the price of the talisman given by Sen Jingyu, Dumbledore touched his old heart and felt that what the young man said made sense. Although Tom is indeed difficult to entangle, it seems that he meets the conditions of "the spirit body is weakened", so you can save a little, and the funds of the Order of the Phoenix are really limited.

For some reason, there is a kind of sympathy and guilt for not being able to give Tom a glorious funeral......

Finally relieving himself from the tragic fact that the bargaining was hopeless, Dumbledore continued to ask, "Will the price of the spirit rune affect the time of the seal, and what will happen if the seal is broken?" ”

Hearing that the old man wanted to fight against the evil spirits, Sen Jingyu immediately smiled like a flower: "The price of this kind of spirit rune is not directly related to the time of the seal, their material quality is the same, and the seal will be broken if you tear it open." Originally, the spirit runes for evil spirits did not pay attention to the length of the sealing time, after all, once the evil spirits were sealed, they should be exceeded as soon as possible, whether it was probation or compulsion, sending them back to where they should be is the right way. ”

"Excess?"

"In your words, it is to send evil spirits to the side of death to be judged, to heaven or hell, and not to return to the world until they are washed away from their sins and reborn as a human being." Sen Jingyu took out a business card from the small bag he was carrying and handed it to Dumbledore, saying, "If you need to, you can find me, don't look at my youth, my over-the-top task completion rate is 100 percent." ”

Dumbledore leaned over his glasses and looked at the business card, hehe, could he say he couldn't read this? "Looks like a Muggle item? I'm sorry, can you introduce me to this old man? ”

"It's my business card, it has my personal phone number on it, you can find me if you have any questions." After living at Hogwarts for two days, Sen Jingyu probably knew what the wizarding world was like, and she didn't have a phone at all, and she used an owl to deliver letters. Realizing her mistake, she hurriedly pointed to a line on her business card and said, "This is my contact address, or you can ask Dr. Mephistopheles to contact me." ”

"Oh, that's a funny little thing." Dumbledore solemnly took the card to the drawer.

The moment he opened the drawer, Mori Jingyu was bright: "The smell of lemon candy!" ”

"No, no, no." Dumbledore hurriedly protected his drawer: "Miss Sen, you have eaten too many sweets today, please leave the last bit for my poor old man, I still need to use them to entertain the children who come to visit me, you don't want to disappoint the children, do you?" ”

"Okay." Sen Jingyu licked his mouth unsatisfactorily and said, "By the way, do you really plan to let the boy who spewed out the Goblet of Fire last participate in the competition?" IMHO, he was too young and didn't have enough knowledge and ability to make it unfair for him to compete against the elite of the senior class. ”

"The rules must be followed, he is the chosen warrior of the Goblet of Fire. And we should trust Dr. Mephistopheles' medical skills. ”

"Really? But even if Mephistopheles is a good doctor, he can't bring the dead back to life, and the day you lit the Goblet of Fire, you said there would be death in this game. ”

Dumbledore took off his glasses, took out a handkerchief and wiped it slowly, and said firmly and helplessly: "Of course, danger exists, and all we can do is try our best to protect the young children." Rest assured, even if ...... No one will blame Dr. Mephistopheles. ”

"I hope so, I don't want Dr. Mephistopheles' reputation to be tarnished." After drinking the thick and sweet honey water in the cup, Sen Jingyu got up and left: "Thank you for your hospitality today, the candy is very delicious, farewell." ”

Well, she knew that her worries were unnecessary, and Mephistopheles' beauty was the best exoneration.