When Fawkes saw Dumbledore mention himself, he also raised his head and cried, which was considered to have greeted Lovell. As a proud phoenix, this posture has been put very low.

After greeting Fawkes, Lovell looked at Dumbledore, and now there was an important question: where did it live?

Before, at Granger's house, it had its own nest and could sleep in Hermione's bed, but now that it's at Hogwarts, I don't know what the accommodation is?

Dumbledore patted his head: "I almost forgot!" ”

He waved his wand, and a log cabin appeared under Fawkes's branch.

Lovell:???

Fox:???

"Are you kidding me?"

"Phew, you must be kidding!"

A wolf and a phoenix protested to Dumbledore together.

Fawkes felt that he wanted to build a kennel under his own territory, and Lovell couldn't accept the difference between the front and back - how could the kennel be as comfortable as a girl's bed? Both parties are motivated to do the same thing for different reasons.

Listening to the constant sound in his ears, Dumbledore only felt that his head was big.

"Quiet!" Eventually, he made the decision to move Lovell's den to the other side of the office door, allowing Phoenix and the wolf cub to face each other across the door, which calmed Fawkes's anger.

As for the wolf cub, Dumbledore persuaded it to go into the den and take a look.

Lovell muttered and complained as he slipped into the unremarkable-looking cabin. As a result, when it entered, it was so surprised that it was about to explode.

The cabin is a huge space that does not match its appearance, the cabin has two floors, the first floor has a single bed that looks very soft, a set of tables and chairs, and a bathroom for bathing, and the second floor is a flat area of about 10 square meters, which can be used by wolf cubs. The two-story bedroom was not much smaller than Hermione's.

The wolf cub walked out of the cabin with an incredulous expression on his face.

"How's it going, satisfied?" Seeing Lovell's expression, Dumbledore knew he had done it.

"It's amazing, how did this happen?" Lovell had never seen such magical magic, and curiosity filled his heart at this time.

"The Traceless Expansion Spell, a very deep but very useful spell." Dumbledore told Lovell about the mystery of the cabin.

"That's amazing!" Lovell's eyes were almost shining. It remembered that Hermione had said that her house was precious, and if she had learned this spell, wouldn't she have been able to expand the area of Hermione's house several times out of thin air?

"You'll be exposed to it in the future." Dumbledore waved his hand, "During this time, you stay here first, and the kitchen will bring the food." Of course, if you are willing to go back to live in the Forbidden Forest, there is no problem at all. ”

Do you want to go back to life in the Forbidden Forest? If Dumbledore had said that to Lovell yesterday, it would have agreed without hesitation. But now it is different, Lovell, who has experienced the comfort and convenience of human society, does not want to go back to the old forest to suffer.

Are there warm huts in the Forbidden Forest? Do you have soft beds? Is there a sizzling steak grilled? None of them. And these are things that you will rely on once experienced.

Lovell shook his head like a rattle.

The wolf cub reacted this way, and Dumbledore was no surprise. Once he had dealt with the question of the wolfcub's quarters, Dumbledore was going to ask him about the one he was particularly concerned about.

He walked over to the extraordinarily large table and sat down, motioning for the wolf cub to sit across from him.

"You can become human?" Dumbledore asked, looking at Lovell.

"Yes, you need me-"

"No need." Dumbledore decisively rejected the wolf cub's proposal to transform and was thinking quickly: since Lovell could take on human form, the definition of him should be changed.

Lovell's identity was so special that even Dumbledore couldn't tell what he was. When he first met him, Dumbledore tended to think of him as a wolf. Now Dumbledore prefers to see him as a wizard.

"You're special." In the end, he could only say such a sentence.

"Lovell, do you want to be a wizard, or do you want to continue to be a wolf?" Dumbledore decided to give Loeuver the power to define himself. If Lovell wants to be a wizard, then Dumbledore will also make a change accordingly - the kennel must not let him live, which involves the issue of dignity: no matter how luxurious the kennel is, it is also for dogs, and people must live like people.

Lovell tilted his head and pondered the puzzling question: if you can become a wizard, is that a wizard?

"I want to be a wolf now, maybe one day, I'll want to be a wizard."

Here's Lovell's answer.

'Well...... Dumbledore frowned slightly, it didn't seem like a good decision, but one thing had to be made clear.

"I respect your decision, but if you revert to being human, then you must abide by the rules of human society, such as not running around naked in public."

Lovell nodded obediently: You are the owner of this territory, so naturally you have the final say. It's still secretly glad in the bottom of its heart, fortunately, it chose to be a wolf, if you have to wear clothes every day, it's the most troublesome thing to put things on your body!

Dumbledore wanted to educate Lovell again, but suddenly a voice came from the wall:

"Professor Dumbledore, Professor Dimmitt is injured and has been taken to the infirmary, would you like to take a look?" A portrait emerges from the edge of the frame, interrupting their conversation.

Dumbledore's face froze, he got up from his chair, told the wolf cub to stay still, and hurried out of the office.

As soon as he left, the office turned into a noisy vegetable market like a study room without a homeroom teacher, and the portraits who were still pretending to be asleep immediately began to communicate with each other.

"How many are these?"

"Poor boy!"

"All this curse needs is two pints of Fire Grey Snake egg whites and ......"

The wolf cub looked at the mess of the office in a dumbfounded manner, and Fawkes seemed to be used to these scenes, and the old god was crouching on the branch of his plane tree.

Lovell listened for a moment, and finally figured out that the hapless Mr. Dimmitt was a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts, a position that seemed to be cursed and no one could survive a year in this position. Compared to his predecessors, Dimmit seems to be a little more unlucky, he has been teaching for less than a year, but he has suffered several accidents, and no one can say whether he will survive until the end of this school year.

After figuring out what was going on, the wolf cub lost interest, and it seemed to him that any curse was just a coincidence.

The wolf cub has more important things to do than to listen to the gossip of that unlucky guy. It came to the branch of the sycamore tree and looked directly at the Phoenix Fawkes above.