When Calvin returned to the castle, he wrote a letter on a piece of parchment and summoned his patronus, a tiger.

"Headmaster, I have something I want to talk to you about."

The big silver tiger licked his hair, picked up the letter, and jumped out the window.

Calvin leisurely stretched out in front of the window, looking into the distance, enjoying this short free time. A few minutes later, a phoenix covered in golden light and red tail feathers stood abruptly in front of Calvin's window.

It had a note in its mouth. Calvin took a look -

You are welcome to come to my office for tea this afternoon.

P.S. I love cockroach piles.

Seeing Calvin get the note, Fawkes abruptly disappeared again. This magical creature amazes Calvin, the master of magical beasts.

Unfortunately, there are so few phoenixes in existence that Calvin simply did not have a sample to study.

"If I can kidnap Fawkes from Dumbledore, no, borrow it, I'll have to study this top-notch magical creature well."

That afternoon, Calvin was dressed and came to the passage of the principal's office, where two stone beasts blocked his way.

"Cockroach pile."

The stone beast opened the passageway, and Calvin walked up the long staircase into the headmaster's office. It's familiar, and it's not the same as the last time.

"Ah, Calvin, you're here." Dumbledore's gaze was removed from the newspaper and with a wave of his wand, several stacks of cakes and cookies appeared on the table, along with two glasses of pumpkin juice.

Calvin sat down across from Dumbledore, looked at the refreshments on the table, and said with a little nostalgia, "In Lady Maxim's office, I always have the best macarons. That stuff is too sweet for me, but I think you'll love it. ”

"Calvin shouldn't be hungry in England, especially if you've been in France for so long." Dumbledore said with a smile.

He picked up a piece of cake with a small fork, "So, did you come to me for something?" ”

"Professor Dumbledore, I have a friend," Calvin took a sip of pumpkin juice, "he's been in a lot of misfortune lately, and he can't stay in his country anymore. I offered him a job. But he also has a 10-year-old niece who wants to enter Hogwarts and doesn't know if he is qualified. ”

"Oh, Calvin, it's really not for me to decide." Dumbledore said slowly.

Calvin looked a little embarrassed, and if Dumbledore couldn't help him, he would have to write to Madame Maxime and Nicol Lemay.

If only I could open my own magic school......

"The list of students is determined by the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Admission, and they are placed in an inconspicuous, tightly locked tower that has never been visited by a student. The Pen of Acceptance will write the names of all newborn children with magical gifts on the Book of Admission. They will only record young wizards born in England and Ireland. Dumbledore explained.

"So I'm sorry," Dumbledore smiled helplessly, "I don't think your friend's niece would have been able to enter Hogwarts if she hadn't been born in England." ”

Calvin sighed, didn't say anything, and drank the pumpkin juice in the cup in silence, watching as new pumpkin juice bubbled up inside.

"Well, I don't have much hope." Calvin's voice didn't change, "But the second thing, I hope you agree, Headmaster. ”

"Let's talk about it." Dumbledore picked up a small biscuit, his blue eyes looking through the lens at the young man opposite.

"I'm going to take the students up close and personal with Fantastic Beasts after Christmas," Calvin stared at Dumbledore, one thing he had been preparing for and would never allow failure, "but not at Hogwarts." ”

Dumbledore nodded, looking at the newspaper that had just been put aside, ""The first fantastic animal sanctuary in the United Kingdom is officially established, I have already seen it in the newspaper. Calvin, I have to say, you are really good, and you have only been back in England for a few months, and you can manipulate the Minister of Magic and the Daily Prophet to serve you. ”

Calvin frowned and said with a strange expression, "Headmaster, I don't think you're using the right words, I've just had some personal friendship with Minister Fudge and Miss Skeeter. You know, I've always been popular......"

"Okay," Dumbledore said with a wink, "a private friendship, a private friendship, of course. ”

"Back to business, Calvin. I've been in correspondence with Newt lately, and I've learned about your Origin Fantastic Beasts Sanctuary. ”

"What do you think?" Calvin raised an eyebrow.

"I don't think I have any reason to object to your request, it's a good thing for the entire British wizarding community and the young wizards of Hogwarts." Dumbledore eventually agreed to Calvin's request.

"I'm not going to let you take your students to Devon, though." Dumbledore said, "Students will travel in a carriage driven by Hagrid, and will be accompanied by a Dean at any time. ”

"Dean accompanies ......" Calvin was a little displeased. Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitsch, and Professor Sprout are all easy to say, but Snape ......

Calvin struggled for a moment and said, "Headmaster Dumbledore, can you not arrange for Senior Snape to accompany you?" ”

"Severus, what's wrong with him? I remember you had a good relationship. Dumbledore asked knowingly.

Calvin secretly rolled his eyes, "Professor Dumbledore, Snape teaches potions, and I don't want my cutie to be his raw material." ”

"Calvin, I assure you that Severus will never do anything to the magical creatures in your sanctuary." Dumbledore smiled at Calvin.

Definitely on purpose. Calvin secretly slandered himself.

But he couldn't help it, and Dumbledore had already agreed to take the students to the reserve for class. I could only agree to the principal's conditions.

"Speaking of which, where are you in your research?" Dumbledore asked seemingly nonchalantly.

Calvin glanced at Dumbledore and replied equally nonchalantly, "It's going to be done, there's not much work." ”

"Really? Then you've got to hurry. Dumbledore's voice straightened with some pleasure, "I don't think he will stay in the castle for long." ”

At this time, Calvin couldn't help it, and said solemnly: "Headmaster, although I don't know your plan, I hope you don't involve Harry. ”

"That's the fate of that kid, Calvin. We can't interfere. With your knowledge, you should know what is on the child's forehead......"

Calvin couldn't wait to crush the cup in his hand: "So...... Did Snape know about this? ”

"I don't know, but I'm not going to keep it a secret from him."

Calvin got up from his chair, he didn't want to stay in this office for a moment.

Dumbledore's old voice came from behind, "I want you to be careful, Calvin. ”

Calvin paused, then turned back and said, "I want you to be measured, Albus. ”