"Your craftsmanship is impeccable!" Dumbledore happily swallowed the last piece of chocolate brownie on the plate and praised from the bottom of his heart.
"Thank you, would you like some jam? It's jam made from fruits harvested in our own garden!" Mrs. Granger, who was praised for her cooking skills, smiled and took out a jar of black and red from the kitchen cabinet.
of jam.
"Okay, what kind of fruit jam is this?"
"Elderberry, I just made it a few days ago."
Dumbledore, Newt:...
The two wizards fell into silence, but in the end, they took the jar and symbolically spread a little on their toast.
Although in the magical world, the elder is not a symbol of auspiciousness due to the existence of the "Elder Wand", in the non-magical world, the elder is a "holy tree". Muggles in the UK believe that specially treated black elder can
Produce a protective effect. Before May 1st every year, Scots will even collect elderberry leaves and hang them on their doors to "ward off evil spirits." Black elderberries have extremely high medicinal value and can be used to treat
Symptoms such as colds, infections, toothaches, headaches, etc. are almost equivalent to the "Isatis root" in Europe and the United States. Daily consumption can prevent colds and relieve sore throat.
There was absolutely no malice in Mr. and Mrs. Granger's serving of such a jar of jam, it was just a matter of different customs between the two worlds.
After tasting the jam, breakfast was coming to an end, but Hermione on the other side of the table was still stuffing sausages into her mouth.
Her belly was already slightly bulging, but she still puffed out her cheeks to stuff her mouth.
"Well, take it easy..." Lovell advised her to prevent her from overeating and causing overeating.
Hermione:......
She is not greedy, she just doesn't want the breakfast to end. After the breakfast, the little wolf will be picked up.
"Okay, eat less." Mrs. Granger couldn't stand it anymore and took Hermione's plate away.
"Hey, wait a minute-" Hermione still wanted to struggle, but she was so full that she couldn't even move.
"All good things must come to an end." Mr. Granger comforted his daughter.
Lovell looked on, thoughtfully, and could detect the sadness that Hermione was radiating.
Is it reluctance to give up? Lovell thought so. He thought for two seconds and then grabbed his tail.
Pull!
It bit the bullet and pulled off a small bunch of tail hair.
pain!
Wolf cub:(╥╯^╰╥)
It is not a species like a cat, where the tail and body are two different creatures. It is still very painful to pull out a bunch of hair.
"Here you go!" He jumped to Hermione's desk and handed over his tail hair.
"Huh?" Hermione took the silver-white hair with some confusion.
"When you wear it, it means that I am always by your side!" Lovell shook his sparse tail with a proud look on his face.
"Wolf..." Tears suddenly filled Hermione's eyes. She forced herself not to cry and nodded.
Then, she stood up quickly and ran upstairs quickly. Everyone thought that she didn't want to see the scene of separation, but after a while, Hermione came back again, holding a black stick in her hand.
ribbon, with a small golden bell tied at the end of the ribbon.
She came to the wolf cub and tied the ribbon around its neck with her own hands.
Wolf cub:?
"Declaration of sovereignty, let others know that you are a wolf with an owner." Hermione patted the wolf cub on the head and warned it not to mess around with others at Hogwarts, let alone claim a new owner.
Although it was a little uncomfortable to be tied with this ribbon, and the noisy bell hindered the wolf cub from hunting, it still accepted Hermione's gift.
At this point, it was time to say goodbye. Dumbledore and Newt stood up and left the table, with Lovell reluctantly following behind them.
"I'm leaving, take care of yourself." The wolf cub waved its fleshy paws and said goodbye to Hermione and the Grangers.
"Take care of yourself too."
Dumbledore walked out of the Granger house, and Newt followed, standing next to him.
The wolf cub stood at the door, looking at Hermione who followed him out.
Here, the scent that belongs to her lingers.
"goodbye."
"goodbye."
The wolf cub left Granger's house on its short legs.
"We'll see you again, right? You have to be healthy when we see you again, okay?"
Wolf cub walks through the garden.
"At Hogwarts, you must be obedient and happy——"
Dumbledore picked up the wolf cub from the ground and waved his hand. The next moment, he, Newt and Lovell all disappeared.
One drop of water falls on the floor, then a second drop, a third drop, or a fourth drop...
Hermione went back to her bedroom.
On the street outside the garden, a drop of crystal-like liquid glowed like a diamond in the rising sun.
"Oops!" Mr. Granger in the kitchen patted his thigh in annoyance: The wolf cub is gone, who will take him to win the lottery?!
Although Mrs. Granger didn't know what her husband had in mind, she decided to punish him by washing dishes for a week.
…
Hogsmeade.
With an explosion, two figures shattered the thin morning mist.
"This is Hogsmeade, the only pure wizarding settlement in the UK." Newt briefly introduced the village of Hogsmeade to the wolf cub huddled in Dumbledore's arms.
Lovell has turned into a wolf cub.zip.
The experience of Apparating is really terrible!
Lovell felt like he had just been stuffed into a rubber tube, squeezed into a pulp and then pushed out.
Dumbledore scratched Lovell's head with a loving look on his face and said, "Apparating for the first time is a bit unaccustomed. It will be fine if you do it a few times."
Lovell shuddered.
"No, absolutely not!" It refused to use Apparition - there shouldn't be any teleportation method worse than Apparition, right?
"Speaking of which, how did you escape that day?"
Lovell starts to activate skills: Cute Hun to pass the level
Dumbledore was immune to the wolf cub's abilities, but Dumbledore chose not to investigate further.
Everyone has their own secrets, and if you have to get to the bottom of every secret, don't live your life like this.
At this time, Hogsmeade had not yet woken up, and there was no one on the empty streets except for Newt and Dumbledore, who was holding Lovell in his arms.
Along the way, Lovell buried his head directly into the fluff on his chest. The unfamiliar environment made him a little panicked, but the smell of Hermione on the ribbon made him feel peaceful.
After walking like this for a few minutes, the two of them arrived at the gate of Hogwarts.
"Newt, how long have you been away from here?" Dumbledore looked at the gorgeous cast iron door with emotion.
"Eighty years? But I came back a few times in the middle..." Newt also had a nostalgic look on his face.
The two old men were caught up in memories of the past.