Facing his aunt, Clark once again remembered the fear of being dominated by three aunts and six mothers-in-law in his previous life.

That's a blind date problem that every older man will encounter. And now, he's only a thirteen-year-old kid, why do he have to face this.

"Is she the only child in the girl's house?"

"I heard Ron say you're inseparable in school."

"Her grades are pretty good, I heard that she is second in her grade, so she is a little lower than you."

While glaring at Ron, who had betrayed him, Clark struggled with Aunt Molly's various questions, and finally found an opportunity to divert the subject, inviting them to use the fireplace of his Blotted Bookstore and return to the Burrow with Floo powder.

As for himself, although he promised Aunt Molly to go to her house for dinner, it was rare to come to Diagon Alley, and Clark was still going to go to the family's several shops in Diagon Alley first to see how they were doing, and then go later.

However, the sudden change disrupted Clark's plan, and when he sent off Uncle Arthur, who was left behind, a burst of red light with a "crackling" sound suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What the hell!"

Clark subconsciously stretched out his arm, trying to use the psychic ability of [Manipulating Small Objects] to push the object away, but an uplifting chirp interrupted his movements.

A big crimson bird suddenly appeared in front of Clark, it was the size of a crane, slender, shiny and shiny feathers, and the tail similar to a peacock flashed with soft golden light, dragging it to the ground for a long time, and its whole body was full of rich life breath, and it looked very beautiful.

This is? Phoenix!

Although Clark had never seen anything alive, he recognized this rare and beautiful XXXX-class magical creature at a glance.

As for why this thing appeared in front of him, Clark also roughly guessed, after all, he thought that he was not a saint who came into the world, how could he attract a phoenix to vote.

Sure enough, after looking around for a second, the big bird flew straight towards Clark, stopped in front of him, and handed him a note from his paws.

Clark took the note from the golden claws of the phoenix, unfolded it, and saw the words "Hold on to it" written on it, and immediately understood what Dumbledore meant.

"The headmaster wants you to take me back to school, right?" Clark stared at the phoenix's two shiny black eyes, saw it nod, and did not hesitate, directly grabbed the other party's outstretched tail.

True to the magical creatures that represented the fire element, Clark only felt that the feather he was clutching was surprisingly hot, and then a strange sense of relief quickly passed through his body.

Then there was a change of light and shadow in front of his eyes, as if he had passed through a long red tunnel, and before he could react, he appeared in another room.

It's a spacious, beautiful circular room filled with all sorts of funny little decorations.

On a table with slender legs against the wall lay a number of strange silverwares, which swirled and emitted small puffs of white smoke, which, with Clark's knowledge, did not know what they were for.

Looking up from the table, a whole wall was covered with portraits of men and women, young and old, but they all seemed to be asleep at the moment, snoring softly in their frames.

This is supposed to be Dumbledore's headmaster's office, and the ones hanging on the walls may be magical portraits of the previous headmasters of Hogwarts.

Clark had already guessed where he had been taken by the phoenix, and he turned around to find a large solid wood table in the center of the room, with strange claw-shaped corners of the table.

On a shelf behind the desk sat a tattered, crumpled wizard's hat, the same sorting hat he had seen in his first year.

Seeing this, Clark hesitated, of course he knew that this hat contained the sword of Gryffindor, and he could guess without thinking about it, it must be a magic item that could provide advanced classes.

But it was in the headmaster's office, and he looked up at the phoenix on a tall gilded perch behind the door, and finally decided to give up.

Although the magic pocket he carried with him could have held the sword, it was not an elegant act for Dumbledore to move the contents of the other party's room without his master's permission, or even steal property.

The gentleman is cautious and does not deceive the dark room.

Even if a person is in a dark room, he has to stick to his own principles and bottom line, which is not only Clarke's practice of keeping his absolute neutral camp from deflecting, but also his cultivation to improve his heart and strengthen his spiritual energy.

Otherwise, just rely on the power of the [Psychic Warlock] provided by the Godhead, and instead of learning and understanding, move forward along the path and strengthen your heart. Then in the end, even if you are really strong, you are just a slave to power.

The unity of knowledge and action, power and control, is never a lie.

Besides, who knows if Dumbledore, the old honey, is hiding from the sidelines, spying on his own actions.

Just as Clark was looking at the Sorting Hat and exercising his grip on greed, he was startled by an argument coming from outside the door of the principal's office.

"I don't agree with one more board seat, we already have 12 trustees, and one more is 13, that's not a good number!"

"Come on, little Bock, we're wizards, and we don't believe in the religious taboos of Muggle legends."

"Even if you don't believe it, the little guy of the Puvit family is only 13 years old, let him be on an equal footing with us, then where will we put our face. By the way, you Theodore seems to have a niece of the same age as him, so you can't be thinking about starting a marriage now. ”

"Shut your foul mouth."

The sound of the quarrel was getting closer and closer, and the next moment, the door to the principal's office was pushed open from the outside.

The first to arrive was a middle-aged gentleman in a crisp dark green suit, bow tie, and cane, who looked polite. Being able to see a wizard in the wizarding world dressed like a normal Muggle made Clark look at him with curiosity.

And when the middle-aged gentleman saw Clark, he didn't seem to expect that there was still someone in the principal's office, and he was stunned for a while, and then he bowed his head to him reservedly and walked into the room unhurriedly.

Behind him were two middle-aged wizards, one fat and one thin, who were wearing traditional black wizard robes, and were still glaring at each other like fighting cocks, and it was obvious that the quarrel that Clark had just heard should have come from them.

The two were also startled by Clark's sudden appearance in the principal's office, but Clark recognized one of them and smiled at the chubby middle-aged wizard and said hello.

"Mr. Abbot, long time no see."