The current owner of the office came, and the portraits of the previous principals also sped up their movements, and one of them gave Phineas a hard blow, and then returned to his picture frame and continued to play dead.

Phineas, presumably embarrassed, disappeared into the frame, and probably ran to Blake's ancestral house to hide.

"You may be seated, Mr. Lawrence. "

Dumbledore motioned for Vane to sit across from him, "What do you want to drink?, black tea, green tea, hot cocoa?".

Vane was not polite to him, "Black tea is fine." "

Dumbledore nodded approvingly, and said happily: "I also like black tea, and it just so happened that Bathilda gave me some Ceylon black tea, but unfortunately Minerva and Felius are more inclined to lemon tea and have never shared it with others." "

Dumbledore tapped his wand on the table, and a beautifully shaped teapot and cup appeared on the table.

The teapot floated slightly, and the tea was automatically poured for the two of them.

"What about dessert? I recommend you try the cockroach pile. Dumbledore said as a silver plate appeared, and Vane's face changed.

The plate is full of piles of cockroaches, and like chocolate frogs, these things move.

Dumbledore picked one up and put it in his mouth with his eyes narrowed in enjoyment.

It's so explosive.

Wayne's face changed, "Headmaster, are there any sandwiches and macarons?" "

"Of course. "

Although it was a pity that Vane did not mean to eat the cockroach pile, Dumbledore still waved his wand and conjured up a few sandwiches and colorful macarons.

"I don't think it's the appearance of the dessert that matters, it's the sugar content that matters. Dumbledore blinked, "Are you sure you don't want to do something?"

Vane didn't answer, "Actually, according to Muggle scientists, good-looking food also increases people's appetite. "

"Headmaster, would you rather eat chocolate-shaped, or-shaped chocolate? "

Dumbledore froze for a moment, "Can I not eat it?"

He had to admit that both of what Vane said were disgusting.

"Of course. Now it was Vane's turn to laugh.

"You're the boss. "

Dumbledore laughed too, the feeling of students joking with him was novel.

He could feel that Vane was really relaxed, just treating him like an ordinary old man.

Picking up the Ceylon black tea, Wayne took a sip, his mouth filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Compared with traditional oriental black tea, Ceylon black tea is more colorful and has a strong floral aroma, but it lacks the sweetness and unique fragrance of tea.

It is considered that each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and it depends purely on personal taste.

As Dumbledore had said in the morning, most of the conversation between him and Vane revolved around the Phoenix.

Aside from asking Vane how he met the Phoenix King at the beginning, the rest was that Dumbledore was passing on some breeding experience.

Vane patiently wrote it down.

After the so-called localization of the system, the Phoenix King also has some abilities of the Phoenix in this world.

For example, apparition and tears can heal injuries.

There are also many similarities in taste and Xi.

Vane took the opportunity to make his own request to keep the Phoenix King in the Forbidden Forest.

Dumbledore readily agreed: "You are not like an old man like me who has nothing to do, and you have a lot of time to tease your pets, and stocking is also a good choice." "

The hell has nothing to do.

Vane complained in his heart.

You old bee, I'm afraid you don't focus most of your energy on the Mirror of Eris and Harry.

After pulling the phoenix, Lao Deng began to talk about wool socks again.

"When it comes to protecting your feet, I don't think there's anything better than wool socks. "

"I used to be dismissive of it, but now I love it. "

Dumbledore blinked, like an old urchin.

"I don't think there is an old man who can refuse to receive a pair of woollen socks as a gift at Christmas. "

"Unfortunately, everyone seems to think that I prefer books. "

Hey, Ministry of Magic?

Someone here asks for a bribe from a young wizard, so don't you care?

Wayne snorted haha, promising that Christmas would definitely satisfy Lao Deng.

But what he does know is that what Lao Deng likes is not wool socks, but the meaning of them.

In the UK, wool socks represent family.

Dumbledore was indeed the greatest white wizard of the century, but with his powerful magic, he could not undo the mistakes he made in his youth.

This pain, and the one who was imprisoned in Newmengard, tormented him all the time.

It was past five o'clock, and Vane was ready to get up and say goodbye, and go back to the auditorium to eat something that would really fill his stomach.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Lawrence. "

Dumbledore took out a piece of parchment, danced on it, and finally handed it to Vane.

Wayne took it and saw that it was a slip from the forbidden book area.

Generally speaking, the approval of the forbidden area will have a specific bibliography.

But the one that Lao Deng gave him was a time limit, and there were no restrictions on what books he could borrow, and the validity period lasted until before Christmas.

"You're still young, so you need to get enough sleep and go on a proper night trip. "

Dumbledore smiled, "It's because you've shown mercy to the three-headed dog, and I've rewarded you." "

"Thank you, Principal. Wayne was not embarrassed when he was arrested for violating school rules: "I also think it's not good to go at night, there is no light in the forbidden book area, and my eyes are almost short-sighted." "

Dumbledore's smile froze.

This little wizard always plays cards out of common sense.

When others are caught, they often look at a loss, and it seems that it is not he who made the mistake when it is Vane's turn.

....

After Vane left, calm returned to the principal's office.

However, this calm lasted only a short time, and successive principals became active again.

The big-nosed Fosco smiled happily: "This little guy is so interesting, not Hufflepuff at all." "

"He should be sorted into Gryffindor!".

Principal Dai Lise retorted, "Why not Ravenclaw, this little guy must have known that he couldn't hide his actions from the Headmaster." "

"With such a keen insight, who but the Eagle Ravenclaw?".

"How do you speak!" Rost, the Hufflepuff-born Headmaster, angrily threw an apple into Fosco's frame: "We Hufflepuffs can still produce great talents!".

Dumbledore was not involved in the quarrel between several headmasters.

He looked at the untouched velvet cloth and smiled dumbly.

"I didn't expect... It's better than a child..."

.......

Flowers and monthly passes have risen a lot, thank you bosses for your support, and there will be a chapter in a while

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