The Headmaster's office was actually on the same floor as the entrance to Gryffindor's common room, but because the door to the office was covered by magic, Brandi had never found out before.

He quickly climbed up the stairs, praying in his heart that Dumbledore was so busy that something must be held back, and that he would not be so quick to do it.

Passing through the scattered students and a blank hallway filled with murals and tapestries but uncharacteristically without a door, he finally stood breathlessly on a wall that Professor McGonagall had described as guarded by two stone beasts.

It's not just that the stone beast is too ugly, but except for the first-year students, everyone knows that this is the boss's office. Hardly anyone passes by.

"The mantra is barley tea!" Seeing that there was no movement from the statue, Brandi decided to win first. "Please let me in for a moment."

Hearing the command, the stone beast on the left opened its eyes and looked at him lazily, and the heavy voice startled him. Brandi took a step back in a panic and looked at the pupils made of stone beast topaz. I don't know if it's dazzling just now, Brandi actually felt that it was winking at herself?

"That's right! I'm a big fan of barley tea, good evening. A lion cub that hasn't been weaned yet. ”

………… What a strange opening statement. Brandi paused for a moment, this guy is here to find fault. But he didn't have the heart to quarrel with it, he evened out his breath and spoke. "I want to find Professor Dumbledore."

"Oh, find the principal." The stone beast on the left grinned, its lizard-like head shaking slightly. "It's a shame that Professor Dumbledore is probably out thinking about life right now, and it's an important part of his day. It would take him about thirty minutes to empty his body and brain. ”

"Thinking about life?" Brandi asked, puzzled. I don't know what happened, but at least my wand was still intact, which made him feel a little better.

"Yes ~ Thinking about life, I really envy human beings to be able to do this." The tone didn't fluctuate in the slightest, but it seemed to see a look of regret on its face. "At least so far, I haven't found anything that fits my ass to allow me to squat comfortably, hey, I feel like everything in my stomach is about to turn into stones."

"Oh...... Shut up, idiot, we're all rocks in our stomachs! ”

The next moment, the stone beast on the right suddenly came to life, it stretched out its left paw, and with a backhand, it slapped the companion on the left and put it on the stone platform. There was a boom, and dust splattered.

Brandi looked stunned. He even forgot to close his mouth wide open to keep the dust out of his throat.

"Ignore it, Gryffindor freshman." The paw on the right rubbed against his stone mane and breathed a sigh of satisfaction. "It fell off the table two days ago and knocked its head, these two days are not normal, Professor Dumbledore has already contacted the people of the Siberian Magic Statue Repair Center to repair it, but it will probably be three days away. But it's a pity~ I can't beat him as much as I want......"

"Professor Dumbledore has gone to the bathroom, and the process is probably a little bit harder as he gets older, and you may have to wait a little longer. In this case, I'll open the door for you first, and maybe you'll be happy to wait for him in the office at this late hour. By the way, the good food is hidden in the third drawer of his desk, which he told me personally! It jumped off the platform, flicked the lion's tail, and brought it off the stone platform with its husky-husky companion on the left side with its forked tongue. The wall behind him suddenly looked like stones thrown into the lake, and layers of water rippled and spread, and slowly, a two-meter-wide gap appeared in front of Brandi.

“………… Ha...... Thank you. ”

Brandi wiped a cold sweat from his head that contained meaning and stammered in thanks. He walked in.

Behind the wall is an escalator similar to that in a department store, the only difference is that the staircase rotates downwards and runs automatically as long as you step on it. At the end was a gleaming oak door topped by a brass knocker in the shape of a sphin. Knowing that the professor was not there, Brandi pushed the door open and walked in. 、

"Wow~"

It was a large and beautiful round room, except for the equally curved shelves filled with strange books on either side of the entrance, and the walls were full of portraits, and Brandy leaned forward, and could see the words underneath each portrait, which seemed to be the headmasters of the past.

In the center of the room was a huge table, with four legs firmly attached to the ground like the claws of some creature. Behind the table was a shelf, and Brandi could see the tattered Sorting Hat on it. Only then did he remember that he seemed to be close to a pleasant conversation with the Yard Hat, and that the shelves were flanked by two staircases leading to the upper floor, presumably Dumbledore's own residence. Next to the staircase was a bulky cabinet made of teak, most of the drawers above were enchanted, and there was a faint blue light flickering in the candlelight.

Brandi wasn't in the mood to pay attention to that, though, and just stared at the table, which was filled with strange silverware, and beside it was a large bird with unusually gorgeous red feathers, dozing off with its head locked in its feathers. And most importantly, his wand is lying quietly in the middle of the table.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, and the big bird didn't look like it was paying attention to him. So he swallowed and reached for his wand.

"If I were you...... Mr. Barton," a soft voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Brandi shuddered violently, and his panicked hand accidentally knocked on the big bird's body. The red bird raised its head and glanced at him reproachfully, its fiery eyes were shining, and it always felt like it was about to shed tears of grievance.

"Yes, I'm sorry! Professor Dumbledore! He quickly apologized, "I didn't mean to move your bird. ”

"Of course I know you didn't mean to be Mr. Barton, but I beg you not to say that...... I always feel that this sentence is a bit ambiguous. Dumbledore walked past him happily, and touched the bird with his slender fingers, and the big bird chirped with joy. And don't call it a bird, it's called Fox, it's a phoenix. ”

"Phoenix ......?"

The sudden appearance of this legendary creature in his world was something that Brandi couldn't get used to. He looked at Fawkes, who spread his wings and flew lightly over Brandy's shoulders, then ...... Peck him on the head.

"Ouch!"

"Hehe, don't worry, it doesn't hate you, it looks like Fox just wants to get revenge on you." Dumbledore looked at Brandi, who was rubbing his head, and reached for his wand. "I've been wondering since the afternoon when you're going to lose your patience to come to me, but I'm wrong, you're a good fit to stay at Gryffindor, at least you're a good fit."

Brandi scratched her head in embarrassment and blushed.

"I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore, but I want to ......"

Dumbledore waved his hand slightly, and he sat up straight, his gaze solid under his crescent-shaped glasses.

"Wand dismantling, that's what I told Professor McGonagall to say, I'm sorry I deceived you, but it's also part of a test of your heart. I'm glad you've done a good job with wands. A wizard's wand is his sidekick...... It should never be seen as a tool, as you may soon understand. Also, as for the problem with the wand, I actually saw it the first day Professor McGonagall took your wand, and I happen to know a little bit about chalcedony, so don't worry, it's actually a normal wand. ”

Brandi was stunned, "But Professor, you said the wand is fine?" Then why did I ......?"

"That's what I want to know, Brandy. That's why I'm bringing you here. After all, if you were to be called directly to the Headmaster's office, it might have some detrimental effect on your reputation among your classmates, after all" Dumbledore didn't move, his inquiring and meaningful eyes stared at Brandi uncomfortably, and he felt as if he was naked under his gaze. And he expressed a certain degree of skepticism about the reasons given by Dumbledore...... But after all, there didn't seem to be any problems worth Dumbledore's concern about, so he didn't pay attention to it.

"The Sorting Hat mentioned you to me after the first day of school, and it said you were a very interesting person. I didn't quite understand what was going on at first, but I think I'll understand when you come over today. His slender fingers tapped on the table, "Are you here alone?" ”

Brandi didn't understand what Dumbledore meant, he thought about it. "I should be, I told Harry and Ron tonight that I was going to find Professor McGonagall, and they probably didn't come along."

“…… So," Dumbledore furrowed his brow, "Well, that's rare. ”

He bent down and fumbled in the drawer of his desk, pulling out two packets of black tea. With a flick of his fingers, two cups of steaming hot water appeared on the table, and then the black tea floated in the air by itself, tearing open its own mouth and pouring the tea leaves into it.

"This is what the principal of the Aryan School of Magic and Wizardry in India brought when he visited the UK last month, and the black tea there is indeed different, and the taste is much stronger than ours. It's not too small, and now it's just a few packets left. Why don't you try it~"

He said so, but the tea was already brewed, and no matter how he looked at it, he didn't intend to give Brandi room to refuse. So he picked up the teacup and blew on the hot air. I don't know how to do it, but the boiling water that was still boiling just now immediately became the right temperature after brewing black tea, and I have to say that magic is really a wonderful ability.

"I've always felt like my magical talent wasn't high enough, Professor. I already had this when I was at home, and every time I cast a spell, I basically went into a state of weakness. Sometimes I wonder if you've got the owl's mailing address wrong, I'm just a very ordinary Muggle. ”

"No, Brandy, you're doing very well." Dumbledore looked at him approvingly, "Actually, it's not your magical talent, on the contrary, I think that if you can be recognized by your weird wand, maybe your magical talent is quite high." It's just that due to a historical legacy, you can't use this wand to its full potential. He raised his hand holding the teacup, "So why don't we finish the tea, I have some questions for you, which will probably help me solve the anomaly that has occurred in you." ”