As the accusations became more and more indignant, almost all the students below the fourth grade blocked the hall and verbally "attacked" Anne.

Anne smiled, put her arms around Hermione, and sat down at the long table.

"I'll go back and smash them with rotten eggs!" Ron was so angry by these people that he was about to leave.

"Wait!" How could Harry let Ron go at this time, the four of them had just come here with Annie in the middle, and he couldn't imagine what the two little girls would be bullied if they left.

"Hey, hey, hey......" At this time, Anne, who was drinking yogurt, stopped, stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, but there was still a layer of white stains of yogurt on the top and bottom.

Annie's laughter was very evil, and Hermione, who shared the bed with her day and night, immediately knew that Annie was going to do something bad.

"Anne, don't!" Hermione hugged Annie, who was holding her cane.

"Peace of mind, Hermione, where can these insults from those who don't even dare to move a hand get into my ears?" With these words, Anne silently cast a sound reinforcement spell, and suddenly her mocking voice echoed throughout the hall.

This spell was the first spell Anne learned to cast silently, but she still couldn't do it without a wand.

In Anne's imagination, true magic would not rely on anything else, such as the one who single-handedly fooled Dormammu and was lame......

Hey, it seems like the speed of light is slapping you in the face, emm...... Anyway, wandless spellcasting is her pursuit, and she takes a wand and throws it around all day, it's too ...... Shame on you.

Especially that Elder Wand! It's unsightly! Unspeakably dirty!

Phew, it's far away, back to the point.

Annie's taunt can be said to have stabbed the hornet's nest all at once, and the little wizards who originally chattered around and only dared to say it and couldn't get in, one by one suddenly pulled out their wands as if they were beaten with blood, and looked at Anne viciously.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore sat on the bench that belonged to his headmaster at some point, and for the second time in a year, he had destroyed his old throat because of a lori.

"Ahem, ahem......" As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed.

"Headmaster!"

"Oh God, Headmaster Dumbledore......"

"The principal is sick......

"Headmaster Dumbledore is sick with Anne!"

……

The young wizards suddenly stirred up again, and surrounded Anne in the middle again.

"Come here!" With a wave of Dumbledore's wand, Anne and the other four lions cubs were controlled by the levitation charm and floated in front of Dumbledore.

"Ahem, cough......" Dumbledore coughed a few more times, picked up the brown sugar ginger soup on the table and drank a few sips, and then relieved himself and looked at Anne.

"Headmaster, how are you?" Harry asked, concerned about Dumbledore.

"It's okay, it's okay." Dumbledore still wanted to pretend to be old.

"You cough too." Anne said coldly.

Dumbledore: "......" (Note: English is quiet, and it is easy to choke on the loud turn before the sound reaches the "t", especially when shouting loudly and there is water in the mouth)

……

These children, who looked at him with concern, suddenly made Dumbledore feel as if he had just coughed correctly.

But what should be said still has to be said, after all, he is afraid that the bear child in front of him will bully these little wizards to a psychological shadow......

"It seems that everyone knows, Anne, is a child with Meiwa blood." Dumbledore opened his mouth as if he were touching Anne's head very kindly.

Anne naturally lowered her head slightly, and her big eyes flickered and looked down, and her eyes were a little misty.

"Every Meiwa without a surname has a tragic past, and their mothers are all defected slaves from the nobility." Dumbledore didn't shy away and spoke out loud.

"They look like us, they have the same magical talents as us, and they even have children, old age, sickness and death." Dumbledore continued, "Even the Ministry of Magic, as far as I know, has no less than ten public officials of the Whoop blood. ”

The little wizards looked at Anne, who was so aggrieved that she was already wiping her tears, and they were originally angry, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, they had all heard the lively story of Anne, the bizarre story of "Journey to the West", which is recognized as the best story, but so far they have only talked about "Three Dozen White Bone Spirits", but because of a referendum, they pointed the finger at a cute, innocent, and pitiful, but edible little girl.

"We're all the same." Dumbledore stood up, arms outstretched, hugging him underneath. (Don't make a mistake for it, we're different!) Read it out in English! ）

All the little wizards felt a warm breeze blowing on their faces, and the original snowy season suddenly felt the warmth of spring.

"Wow...... Grandpa...... "Annie" Wow! The ground burst into tears, hugging Dumbledore's robes and crying out hoarsely.

"Wow......" Annie cried, and even Hermione wiped her tears with her mouth shut, and Harry reached out to wipe her eyes. Ron even followed Anne and came out with "wow......

The touching cry made these little wizards who gradually realized their mistakes bow their heads and wiped their tears, they were really ashamed of their actions.

"Grandpa, are you okay with me as a grandfather? Anne has no relatives, I want a grandfather......" Anne hugged Dumbledore's thigh, crying and pleading.

"Enough!" Dumbledore whispered to Anne, signaling that the bear child had already "clicked" and that there was no more drama.

"Anne...... Anne is so lonely......" Anne hugged Dumbledore's legs, and as soon as her body was weak, she sat down, leaning on her legs, and seemed to collapse.

"Annie!" Harry rushed forward and grabbed Anne, trying to pull her up.

Suddenly, hey, I didn't pull it.

Twice, eh, what's going on?

Three times, huh? It's not that heavy, is it?

Harry suddenly noticed that Anne was holding Dumbledore's leg with her hands and feet......

"Kid, I'm your principal, of course you can call me grandpa." Dumbledore smiled slightly, lowered his head and said to Anne, then raised his head and looked at all the young wizards in the hall, "I am the grandfather of all of you for as long as you want." ”

"Of course, maybe I'm about the same age as your great-grandfather, ha!" Dumbledore even smoked a sentence to make the little wizards who lowered their heads and began to wipe their eyes "poof" and bubbled a lot of snot.

"Old Vegetable Gang ......" Anne stood up, rolling her eyes at Dumbledore.

"Okay, let's eat something quickly, and then take a break, there is still class in the afternoon!" Dumbledore finished his order and left.