Snape's movements froze.

He stood there for almost a full minute before continuing to walk away without looking back.

"Huh."

Townsend raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

The Potions professor's willpower was stronger than he had ever imagined, and of course, more face-saving than he had imagined.

"One step at a time, I'm not in a hurry anyway. Well, maybe a little bit now. ”

He rubbed his stomach and pushed open the door to his office.

Apparently the Hogwarts elves had cleaned and decorated the office in the past two days, and had added various items in the style of the soothsayers, or what wizards thought of as soothsayers.

For example, there are many books on divination on the shelves, and on the desk facing the door, there is a crystal ball made of sterling silver.

Naturally, there is a fireplace that Townsend cares about, and the jar next to the fireplace is already filled with Floo powder.

At least in terms of treatment, even if he was not the person Dumbledore had in mind, he was not stingy and discriminatory at all.

There was also a small door next to the bookshelf in the office, and Tang Sen unscrewed the handle and saw that it was a small but warm living room, with bedding and hangers already ready, and the whole room exuded a good smell of smoke.

"Probably this is where I'm going to be for the next two or three years."

Tang Sen nodded with satisfaction, his need for material things has never been high.

Although the position of professor of divination has been confirmed, it will take a few more days for the specific lecture to be held, whether it is the procedures of the Ministry of Magic or the arrangement of new courses.

However, Townsend already had the corresponding permissions, such as access to the library's forbidden area, and access to Hogwarts.

Without much time in the office, Townsend grabbed a handful of Floo powder and stood in the fireplace.

"The Leaky Cauldron Bar."

The green flame was lit, and Townsend was already in the dimly lit Leaky Cauldron Bar, where there were not many customers, and Old Tom stayed at the bar as always.

"Don, look at your expression, everything is going well?" He said hello.

"Now you can call me Professor Tang." Townsend smiled.

"Looks like you're going to move to Hogwarts in the future." Old Tom said, "Lunch is ready, and I'll send it to your room?" ”

Townsend crossed a few tables and greeted the two regulars he had met, walked to the top of the stairs, nodded, and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Tom." ”

It wasn't until Townwend's figure disappeared on the stairs that several regulars started the topic and said enviously: "It's only been a few days, and Don has really become a professor at Hogwarts. That's amazing. ”

"It's not like you haven't seen Tang's magical divination." Another guest said, "It's a pity that he deserves it, I'm afraid he won't come much in the future, and I want him to help me with my divination." ”

"Professor Tang comes every day." Old Tom snorted behind the bar, and when he saw the surprised expressions of the guests, he said proudly, "He can't do without the food at the Leaky Cauldron." ”

"Huh-" The guests immediately booed, and one of the regulars teased, "Old Tom, your wine is indeed good, but everyone has tasted the food, let alone compared to Hogwarts, even my own craftsmanship is better than yours." ”

Old Tom's eyes widened, and he feigned anger: "Do you like to eat or not!" ”

Then he explained, "Professor Tang is not used to eating Hogwarts food, he is from the East, and his eating habits are a little."

Old Tom paused for a moment and spat out one word: "Weird." ”

"How weird can it be? I'm a Hufflepuff graduate, and I'm most familiar with Hogwarts food, and I can make anything I can think of, whatever I want to eat, the Hogwarts elves can make. One wizard exclaimed, "I mean, unless I make a particularly excessive request." ”

He smiled and said, "There's no way Professor Tang wants to eat dragon meat, right?" ”

Old Tom: "."

Wizard: "?!! ”

Townsend opened the door to the room and saw the leather suitcase with a crack in the corner of the room.

He didn't bring the crate into Hogwarts, and in fact, couldn't have brought it in.

Although he can freely travel between Hogwarts and the Leaky Cauldron through Floo Net, it is only himself, Hogwarts Castle has extremely powerful magical monitoring of Floo Net, and it is impossible for anything that violates the law to enter the campus through Floo Net.

A person is, of course, in violation.

He opened the box and looked inside, where the little girl was sitting on the edge of the bed with her head down, motionless, unresponsive to the sudden light and Townsen's figure.

It was like every time Townsend looked at her.

However, Townsend noticed her little bed, the pink quilt was carefully folded and wrapped in sheets, and the cute little pillow was placed upright, shaped like a snowman.

As if aware of Townessen's gaze, the little girl moved back, reached out a finger, pushed the snowman made of bedding, and then sat back as if nothing had happened, continuing to remain motionless.

"She looked at ease."

Smaug's voice came from Townwex's consciousness.

"I can't help but start admiring this little thing, hell, after spending so much time in this dark, cramped box, her mood seems to be even better than before."

"What about you? Smaug. ”

Obviously, Smaug's environment was similar to that of a little girl.

"Ahem, I'm having fun too, I mean, I love to learn."

"It's okay if you don't like to study." Tang Sen said: "Anyway, when will you learn the language of this world, and when will you be able to come out." ”

"If you can't learn, then you don't come out, anyway, you're having fun."

There was a knock on the door, and Townsend covered his suitcase, then answered.

Old Tom walked in with a plate.

"Your lunch." He showed a deference that he was not used to: "Boss." ”

"Mr. Tom, I've already said it, don't call me boss." Townsend took the plate and placed it on the table, "According to our agreement, the Leaky Cauldron Bar is still run by you, I won't ask, and no one other than you and me needs to know that the Leaky Cauldron Bar has changed hands, I mean, including the elves and the portraits on the walls." ”

Townsend had bought the Leaky Cauldron two days earlier, which wasn't a difficult thing for him to do.

"Of course, I will take your command to heart." Old Tom whispered, "I'm just a little confused. Why hide it"

"Because of the future." Townsend laughed, "Don't bother trying to figure out what the soothsayers do, Mr. Tom. ”

"Okay." Old Tom paused, "But why do you deliberately tell someone about your ingredients—"

"Because of the future."

For soothsayers, the word future is always very convincing, and in fact, Townsend likes the identity of a soothsayer so much that it can justify many of his actions.

Isn't it reasonable that normal people can't understand the thoughts of people who can see the future?

Enduring the discomfort in his stomach, Tang Sen swallowed today's lunch, and he could feel that the extraordinary characteristics in his body were a little stronger, including his physical fitness.

Unfortunately, the enhancement of physical fitness did not solve the gastrointestinal problems of Townsen.

Townsend pessimistically found that even with the physique of a dragon, eating too much meat that is difficult to digest will cause constipation.

Damn, this is completely different from the fantasy I've seen, and the protagonists in those don't have this kind of trouble at all!

Picking up his wand, Townsend tried to cast a spell once more.

It's still a feather, it's still a levitation charm.

The feathers still didn't float, but they burned more violently.

Undeterred, Townsend waved his wand again at the burned ash.

"Fix it quickly!"

Whew——

A slight explosion rang out, and the ashes scattered in the firelight, and the wooden table cracked a tiny crack.

The corners of Tang Sen's mouth twitched slightly.

"I always feel like something isn't quite right with my magic."

(End of chapter)