28. I understood some of their conversations, and some of them did not understand.

The fireplace in the Headmaster's office of Hogwarts was glowing, the lacquered tables were filled with secret silverware, some of which would spew puffs of white smoke to keep the office humid, and the portraits on the walls were each doing their own thing, or reading, or drawing, or researching potions, all in peace, except for Professor Albus Dumbledore, who hid in the stacks of books and carefully tasted candy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Honey bee candy, chocolate frogs, creamy fruit cake." Lord Father smiled and said, "Am I right, Professor Dumbledore?" ā€

Professor Dumbledore, who was eating with his head down, raised his head vigilantly, a little cream still sticking to his snow-white beard.

After seeing that it was his father, he exhaled and said relaxedly, "You are still so naughty, Li Yang." ā€

Father laughed and said, "You're still so scared of Madam Pomfrey, Professor. ā€

Professor Albus Dumbledore walked around the table and said with a smile, "I saw this morning's Daily Prophet, and I knew you were coming." Didn't expect you to come so early. ā€

"You're worried I'm going to eat your candy, so eat it first?" My father asked humorously.

"Oh ~ Yang, you have to be considerate of me, an old man, it is already my best effort to eat some desserts secretly." Dumbledore gave his father a hug with open arms and said, "Welcome back, Yang." ā€

"Thanks to my little fellow, the old ancestor is very fond of his talent." Father pushed Li Kuan out and said with a smile.

Professor Albus Dumbledore pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Li Kuan and said seriously, "I'm sorry little guy, can you forgive an old man for his mistake?" ā€

Li Kuan couldn't understand whether Professor Dumbledore was referring to this morning's events or the ordeal he had experienced five years ago.

So Li Kuan bowed and said, "Dear Professor Dumbledore, I am following my father's orders in this matter. He threw the problem to his father.

My father looked at the way he was about to get to the point, and smiled and said, "Are we waiting for Pepe to start?" After all, Pepe is Ah Kuan's mother, and according to the law, she is Ah Kuan's guardian. ā€

"Oh, yes...... "Professor Albus Dumbledore smiled wryly.

"Don't wait, I'm already here." In the stairwell, the figure of the mother walked up slowly, still holding two yellow parchment rolls.

"Professor Dumbledore, husband, Kuan."

"Mother."

"Wife."

"Ms. Yu Peipei."

Several people greeted each other and sat down, and then the mother said to Rita Skeeter on the side, "Xiaoli, follow the notes." ā€

"Yes, boss." Rita Skeeter took out her notebook and green quill and said seriously, this was her first job, and she couldn't afford to make a mistake. Professor Dumbledore looked at this formal appearance and suddenly felt a slight pain in his head.

"Professor Dumbledore, do you think we're going to take the question-and-answer approach? Or is it a homely way to solve the problem? Mother asked, placing the parchment roll on the table.

"I think it's a homely way to solve the problem? After all, I'm also half of the godfather of the little guy. Professor Dumbledore said with a wink at Li Kuan.

"Since it's the godfather, Albus. I want you to remove Akuan from your savior's plan for our sake. Mother said in a soothing voice.

Wait, what messianic plan?

Li Kuan felt that both parties were hiding something from him. These are things that I don't know at all.

My father whispered to Li Kuan, "Remember that savior of Gryffindor? ā€

"That cute little Harry?"

"Milk cute, milk cute...... Oh well! Since you describe him like that, then you must have seen him. ā€

"Yes, Father. Just now, he and I were eating in the cafeteria. But because of the Daily Prophet article, they and I have basically parted ways. ā€

"That's good, if this negotiation fails, remember to get as far away from Harry Potter as safe as possible."

Professor Dumbledore, who had been thinking for a moment, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't. Kuan, who has the magic of light, and his identity are the best weapons to deal with Tom Riddle. ā€

My mother whispered, "Really? Albus, Ah Kuan, he is only eleven years old. He's not a savior like Harry Potter. ā€

"I'm really sorry. If he doesn't have the magic of light, I'll help him live happily and happily at Hogwarts without a bit of trouble. Once again, Professor Dumbledore refused his mother's request.

The mother cleaned up the gesture of low breath just now, pulled her ears and said, "In that case. We'll get down to business, Professor Dumbledore. ā€

"Hogwarts is to be appointed by both the Ministry of Magic and the School Board of Trustees, and a permanent press corps of Daily Prophets and Contrarian Journalists is to be stationed there, who have the power to investigate and publish Hogwarts' finances. A comprehensive report on the character of the teachers and the quality of the students. They are directly accountable to the two daily newspapers, and Hogwarts has no authority to manage them. ā€

A fully transparent Hogwarts? Professor Dumbledore's face changed slightly. The portraits that were still laughing and laughing on the wall just now spoke out in support of Professor Dumbledore, saying, "The Ministry of Magic and the School Council are not qualified to interfere in the running of Hogwarts, this is a wrong decision. ā€

"This is an infringement on Hogwarts' interests and should be stopped."

"Are those people in the Ministry of Magic stuffed with houttuynia in their heads? Have forgotten their duties? ā€

"It's ridiculous, when did Hogwarts need to follow the Ministry of Magic's arrangement?"

Listening to the rebuttals of the portraits, my father still kept his smile, but this smile had a little shadow.

"Finished?" My father asked. The portrait of the entire principal's office was stunned, and he didn't know what to say.

Mother pulled her ears and said, "This is not a request, this is an established fact. The joint press corps will arrive at Hogwarts tomorrow. ā€

Finally, Professor Dumbledore sighed and said, "Is it necessary to get to this point?" Li Kuan is also my godson. ā€

"But I only have one son, Professor Dumbledore. You should know what I knelt in front of the ancestral hall of the clan for five years. Father said lightly.

Li Kuan understood some of the conversation between them, and some of them didn't understand, and he always felt that something decisive was missing.

Compared to the deal between his mother, father, and Professor Dumbledore, Li Kuan found the Rector's office more interesting.

He stood up and walked around the office, holding Elu the cat and looking around.

"Oh~ little one, you're finally here to talk to the old devil hat." The Sorting Hat grinned in an old chair.