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“After thorough cleaning, it will be more comfortable here.” Aaron stood in front of the stone fireplace burning with magic flames, watching the evening show received on the installed wizard TV, which was playing some replaced video images. Muggle pop songs.

“Aaron Young Master, the area of ​​this house is not very large, and the living room occupies most of the space. Except for the kitchen, dinning hall and bathroom, there are only 3 rooms-the Monte couple’s bedroom, their only My son’s bedroom and a small study. And how should we allocate it?” Rebuke’s long eyes said with some embarrassment.

“Aaron Young Master naturally lives in the master bedroom, Luna Young Lady can live in the room of the former Deputy Headmaster Monte son, and then the other girls of us can remodel the Study. Although it is a bit small, it is good enough.” Wolf Mom suggested.

The fatty who is also being trained is still heartless: “From the perspective of the relationship between the doctor and the wolf mother, you must be careful at 4 eyes. Don’t the doctor trying to find the wolf mother in the middle of the night, but he touched your bed.

4 His eyes just stared coldly at a fatty.

The long eyes stared at Fatty, and then ignored. He continued: “As for the big men of us, we don’t need a bedroom. Although the warmth is less, squeezing in the living room is much better than before. You have mastered the survival skills in the wild, and you can live outdoors for a month without difficulty. That is, you have to be careful when you want to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night.”

“Huh? When Karkaroff headmaster visited the cellar before, he didn’t mean that he prepared an extra room…” The fatty, who was curled up in his chair and crossed his arms, was kicked multiple times by Vic. He was like a root. Like a spring, he jumped up from that amazingly expensive reclining chair, but his fat ass took the chair off the ground a little, and the sound of landing clicked.

Aaron’s gaze swept across their faces, and his Legilimens told him that these guys deliberately sang together, in order to deliberately run on Luna, to achieve the purpose of arranging Luna and Aaron in the master bedroom, in order to win himself Love, make up for the bad impression that Victor and the others made just now. However, obviously they shouldn’t be afraid of the bad things of fatty and didn’t tell him in advance…Although Aaron was really satisfied with the arrangement this time.

Wolf mother’s flexible eyes made her not outstanding face come alive, adding a bit of beauty. “It’s a pity that these stone houses don’t at all cast the non-marking expansion curse. Even our Study is a little bit reluctant to accommodate our three girls. There is no way to place more beds. Otherwise, it will be fine for you guys to come in, anyway. Is it a single bed?”

Afterwards, Aaron’s gaze couldn’t help but stop on Luna who was watering the vase full of rabbit ears with the curse of clear spring water.

“Then Aaron and I live in the master bedroom.” Luna put the vase in place, took a brisk sway, walked around the table, turned back, fell backward, half-paralyzed and sank close to Aaron. On the sofa, “Anyway, they are all single beds, aren’t they.”

Hogwarts, Umbridge, sitting in front of the dinning table of the faculty and staff, was full of anxiety. Time passed by. She couldn’t find a starting point to attack Dumbledore. She smashed a small potato fiercely. The result was too hard. Potato Diffindo When she opened, she grumbled annoyedly and pushed the plate aside, the black velvet bow on her head trembling.

At this time, owl rushed into the auditorium as usual. Umbridge frowned and wanted to get up and leave. Didn’t expect an owl to hover down, just in front of her, and touch the plate she had just pushed aside. To the floor. This is a public owl from the Ministry of Magic. Umbridge raised his eyebrows and was surprised. The Minister would never send her a letter at this time.

Owl threw a letter in her arms, flapped her wings and flew away.

Umbridge’s two fat fingers with a deep blue gemstone ring twisted the envelope, but there was no information on it. She turned to the back of the envelope again, still empty, her eyebrows raised a little higher, her eyes It was obviously getting colder, and she thought it was a prank by some young wizard.

Umbridge tore open the letter paper roughly and unfolded the letter. Suddenly, her eyes froze. After quickly scanning the letter, she unbelievably read it again from top to bottom. Umbridge slipped the letter into the small satchel she carried, and left the auditorium beamingly.

“What happened? Umbridge looked very happy, she hadn’t made that toad-like expression for many days.” Harry forkped a piece of bacon and put it in his mouth.

“Dumbledore is here, don’t worry about her.” Ron whispered a brightly-paced tune, and recommended to Harry in a good mood. “This song is called “YMCA”, and the muggle pop song that was played on the TV last night was pretty good. .”

Hermione next to them just flipped through her “Daily Prophet”, pursing her lips while hearing this, and said nothing. Glancing at Harry who followed Ron whispering to the song, he thought with pity that when Harry was at his aunt’s house, he was usually locked in the attic and derailed from the muggle world.

Umbridge, who was jogging all the way, couldn’t control her expression. She smiled and was smug. Although she didn’t know who sent her this letter, she didn’t know that the Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Lupin was a werewolf. The information is true or false, but after all, is there a clue? Even if it is false, Umbridge has to find a way to make it true, even more how, intuitively tells Umbridge that this thing is likely to be true.

She hurried back to the employee dormitory, grabbed a few large gold Galleons from her suitcase with her stubby fingers, threw them into the purse, put them in a large black tote bag, and flashed out to the Hogwarts castle. Go.

The silhouette of Umbridge appeared in a dirty alley, and next to 2 were all dark magic shops. Umbridge walked familiarly to one of the largest shops-“Boking-Bock”.

After a few seconds, the bell rang and Umbridge walked into the store. She bent down and looked at the magic items on the counter carefully, reading the instructions carefully.

A hunched man appeared behind the counter, stroked his shiny hair backwards.

“Umbridge Young Lady, it’s so nice to see you again.” Mr. Borkin said in the same slick tone as his hair. “It’s a great honor. Welcome, what can I do for you?”

“Give me an Invisibility Cloak.” Umbridge confessed to Mr. Bokin, pretending to be calm, holding back his excitement.

Mr. Bogin, who confirmed that Umbridge was indeed here to buy illegal magic items, smiled more enthusiastically. He was nodded happily: “It’s just that the Invisibility Cloak made from the fur of the invisible beasts living in the Far East is extremely precious. You know the invisible beasts. There are characteristics of predicting the future, and it is very difficult to capture them. Therefore, Invisibility Cloak is very rare, and the price is naturally…”

“With the ebbing of time, the invisibility cloak woven with invisible animal hair will eventually lose its effect and become opaque. But, the price is easy to say,” Umbridge smiled extremely sweetly, “Mr. Borkin, I think you must not Will reveal my purchase of Invisibility Cloak, right?”

“Of course, a beautiful lady, my credibility is guaranteed to be able to gain a foothold in this industry. Keeping confidentiality for customers is the first rule of my work.” Mr. Bojin’s flattering tone cannot conceal his inner joy at all. I like this kind of non-bargaining guests.

Umbridge just waited for a while, and Mr. Borkin handed a black package to Umbridge.


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