The little yellow-haired creature staggered to the plate, stretched out its slender pink tongue, tasted it, and then took a big gulp.

Alan is not an abusive fluff. It is a scavenger that eats leftovers, spiders, etc., and of course, it loves to eat the dried boogers from the wizard's nose.

The next day, when Alan took out the milky yellow and round fluff, this little cute thing instantly captured the hearts of the three women in the family.

They surrounded the velvet, kneading and hugging, kissing and pinching, and the velvet hummed comfortably for a long time!

"What a ball!" Albert laughed as he drank a large glass of milk, a circle of milk stains on his mouth.

"Maybe you can play with it like a Bludger!" Lunn looked at Fluffy with bad intentions. As if sensing Lunn's malice, the fluffy fluttered a little, and then completely hid in Daisy's arms.

"Lun, you're scaring it!" Daisy blamed Lunne. Alan noticed that even Mrs. Harris looked at Lunn disapprovingly, it seems that this fluffy fluffy velvet is really lethal to women!

"What I care about is, how did you get it?" Mr. Harris put down his knife and fork, picked up the milk tea next to the saucer, and drank it pleasantly.

Alan explained in detail the process of getting the fluff. "So this fluffy fluff should belong to Emily. One sentence determines the ownership of Pu Rong Rong. Emily was overjoyed and thanked her in a milky voice. Daisy and Mrs. Harris naturally have no objections, although they belong to Emily, Emily is so young, she still has to rely on everyone to raise her.

On Wednesday night, Daisy returned home with a copy of "Me Who Can Magic" with an excited and satisfied face. She first tossed a bulging package to Allen, "Well, I'll buy you all the things you need for the new semester." ”

Alan took it, "Thank you, Daisy. Looks like you're having a great day!" looked at Daisy's rosy face, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of excitement and satisfaction.

"Yes, I not only got an autograph from Gildero, but I also got the opportunity to take a picture with him. Daisy pulled out a photo from the book and shared it with Eren like a treasure.

Lockhart is pictured wearing a tunic as blue as forget-me-nots, matching his blue eyes. The peaked wizard hat was playfully crooked over a wavy blonde hair. He puts his arms around Daisy, his white teeth shining, and winks at the camera. Alan felt that the arm on Daisy's shoulder was an eyesore, and Daisy smirked, unaware that she was being taken advantage of.

Alan returned the photo to Daisy, drained the tea that had cooled in one go, suppressed the anger floating in his heart, and said with a smile, "Daisy, you are tired from the day, go take a bath and rest." ”

Daisy carefully tucked the picture back into the book, "By the way, Gildelow is taking a picture with Harry Potter today! He will be the professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts! I envy you, you will have a real Gilderoy who knows magic." Daisy looked yearning, and after speaking, she hummed a pleasant song and went back to her room.

Alan felt that his opinion of Gilderoy Lockhart was even worse, "I hope you don't have anything to do with Daisy anymore!

The night before school started, Mrs. Harris pulled out all the stops to prepare a super sumptuous dinner, with succulent honey-glazed chicken, crispy and delicious fried snail meat, and fragrant creamy mushrooms...... Everyone had a full meal, and Allen stroked his round belly, lamenting that his life was getting better and better, and fell asleep contentedly.

Alan had already packed his suitcase, so before leaving, there were two more large suitcases and a birdcage at the door, which seemed to be no different from a normal morning. Alan declined the escort of Mr. Harris and Albert and decided to go to King's Cross Station on his own. Out of sight of his family, Alan threw all his salutes into the storage compartment and hit the road with ease!

Alan arrives alone in London, ready to catch the tube to King's Cross station. In the hallway leading to the subway platform, a man dressed in edgy clothes with an explosive hairstyle was performing, singing a country song that didn't match his appearance, and his voice was melodious. A well-dressed man, as he passed him, tossed him a pound-sterling coin. The coin made a graceful arc in the air and landed on the floor in front of the singer with a pleasant and crisp sound.

Alan was keenly aware of a small creature covered in black fluff flashing down the hallway, and the coins on the ground were gone!

Sniff, a dark, furry creature somewhere between a mole and a platypus, has a long snout, is adept at digging into the ground, and has a special preference for all things shiny. Elves often raise sniffers to dig up treasures deep underground.

However, it is not a good thing to be in such a place where there are many Muggles. Alan searched in the hallway, and soon, found the sniffer behind a pillar, it was looking at the coin it had just stolen, spotted Alan, and ran away in a hurry.

Alan immediately followed, chasing Sniff as he moved around the subway station. Eventually, he noticed that Sniff was plucking a shiny ornament from a lady's shoe, and then immediately ran forward, desperate to get more shiny things.

Alan stared at it helplessly, only to see this magical creature that was so nimble that it was agile to jump from one box to another, burrowing into one bag after another, grabbing a little here and a little there.

Suddenly, Alan thought of a good idea, he dodged behind a pillar, pulled out a handful of gold coins, and played with them in his hand. The crisp sound of metal knocking drowned out the hustle and bustle of the crowd, but Sniff felt it keenly. Alan caught a glimpse of sniffing out of the corner of his eye and scurrying under the bench in front of the pillar, looking round and triumphant. Apparently it was not satisfied with what it had gained, and was desperate to get its hands on the coins in Alan's hand.

Alan pretended to be very tired, and slowly sat down against the pillar, his hands unconsciously spread out on the ground, and the coins in his hands naturally slipped to the ground. Sniff moved forward slowly, brazenly, and stretched out his little black paws to grab the coin. Saying that it was too late, Alan grabbed the sniff with lightning speed, and directly stuffed it into the pet space that the previous system rewarded.

After tidying up his clothes, Alan walked out casually and walked towards the subway platform.