Standing in the messy room, Ani suddenly regretted pairing Tom and Jerry.
At this time, the two little guys who made mistakes were grabbed by the back of Destiny's neck. They looked at Aini with bright eyes, pretending to be pitiful.
"Oh, I really can't do anything about you."
He sighed helplessly. There simply weren't any important magic materials here, so just let them go.
Hearing this, Jerry turned around and kissed Erni's big hand in a flattering manner. Tom also wanted to follow suit, but as a normal cat, it was difficult to move after being grabbed by the neck.
Aini bent down and placed the two little ones on the ground. When he stood up, he accidentally caught a glimpse of pink, as if...Hermione also put a change of clothes here?!
Suppressing the ominous premonition in his heart, Aini walked towards the girl's room.
Sure enough, after opening the ajar door, the inside was also in a mess, with all kinds of books and clothes scattered everywhere. The man suddenly felt that he still had some way to deal with them.
"Crack~pop~"
"Meow!" "Chi!"
Later, with a big bag on his head, Jerry quickly started cleaning the room under the threat of wearing size 48 slippers.
Tom looked at his little paws, tremblingly glanced at the slippers beside the chair that seemed to be grinning, then moved his aching little buttocks and lay on Aini's feet.
"Meow~"
Looking at the cat's watery and bright eyes, Ani, who wanted to play the role of a strict father, softly picked up Tom and gently rubbed the little buttocks that had been spanked.
"Meow meow~"
Being treated tenderly by the owner, the water vapor in the cat's eyes gathered together and fell down, making it look even more aggrieved.
"Remember not to enter other people's rooms in the future."
With a touch of his fleshy little nose, Ani called Jerry back. With a wave of one hand, the broken items on the ground returned to their original state and flew back to their original positions one by one.
The clothes that were rid of the paw prints and stains on their bodies also lined up and flew to the bathroom. After lathering each other and scrubbing each other, they shook off the water droplets on their bodies and hung them neatly in the closet.
Looking at the owner's glance, Jerry twisted his body and showed a flattering smile, saying repeatedly that there would never be a second time.
Ani is not angry when they are naughty. Who makes him like these little guys? Even if the house is torn down, it is just a matter of a few magic spells.
But others are not obligated to pay for his preferences, and Aini has already told the little guys about this.
It's not that Tom and Jerry don't understand. The little mouse is an alchemical creation, and its IQ is higher than that of ordinary humans. Cats have also crossed the threshold of magical creatures. They are cute and very smart at the same time.
This time it was just too much fun. After learning the lesson, I will probably pay attention to it for a long time.
After the parenting session was over, Ani still had to face the most troublesome part of the aftermath - explaining to Hermione what happened to her clothes.
After all, Aini didn't know how those things were placed before. After washing, he stored them according to his own customary way. He didn't believe that the girl would ignore the difference.
Not to mention the issue of underwear, there are also some things that cannot be used if the packaging is damaged...
Aini has never felt that his vocabulary reserve is as poor as it is now. Just when he was having a headache, he suddenly caught an excellent tool rat out of the corner of his eye.
Sure enough, it was a wise choice to install an English voice pack for the little guy at that time. You still have to tie the bell to untie it, so the decision is yours!
Ani was relieved when he heard a familiar knock on the door.
"Come in."
Welcoming the two little wizards into the house, Ani couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he came back in time, otherwise the girl would have exploded when she saw the mess.
After the guests and hosts were seated, the small cup on the coffee table bulged like an angry toad, doubling its size. After holding out its belly to catch the sweet corn juice falling from the air, it obediently moved it in front of the three of them.<
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Hagrid's crops have become very popular recently. The refreshing taste of the sweet stick juice immediately conquered the children's tongues and squeezed the pumpkin juice into the corner.
Hagrid's mood was a little complicated about this, he also grew those freshly squeezed pumpkins...
Looking at the boy chatting across from him, a certain professor sitting on the sofa in his office also felt a little complicated.
The nature of human beings has yet to be determined. Most of the time, everyone just makes choices among various situations.
Our innate ability to learn is destined to be constantly changed. The so-called growth, the so-called degradation, and the so-called edges smoothed by time are all the same. There is essentially no difference.
"Excellent, Draco. Frankly speaking, your performance today has exceeded my expectations."
The praise and applause that were also beyond his expectation instantly broke away from his previous calmness. The boy lowered his head shyly, but he couldn't suppress the upturned corners of his mouth.
But then Draco's eyes were a little dazed, and another face appeared in his mind...
[Son, your growth has exceeded my expectations. Just go ahead and do it. Dad is proud of you.]
That was a conversation between parents and children during the summer vacation. I can still recall the expression on my father's face. It was a wild smile that he had never seen before. When he left later, his father, who always had a gloomy face, seemed to even have trouble walking.
A little lighter.
Aini found that he was still unknowingly affected by past memories.
Some talents are written on the face. Others can see it at a glance, but you have to look in the mirror to find it.
Some talents are like abdominal muscles. You know they are always there and you can show them to others at any time.
But some talents are like patterns painted on the back. Without proper interaction, they can only be allowed to slowly disappear through friction with the sheets.
Judging from Draco's current abilities, perhaps his magical talent is not top-notch, but he has excellent planning and layout abilities. He is also good at speculation and has a very keen grasp of the current situation.
He suddenly remembered a scene in his memory, Draco breaking down and crying alone in the bathroom. Perhaps it was because he saw the Death Eaters' bright future and knew that his family could not escape from the incident, so they were killed when no one was around.
Breaking through all pride and pretense.
"Then, in the name of a current professor at Hogwarts, I would like to invite Mr. Malfoy to join the Transfiguration Society and serve as the vice president. I don't know what your intention is."
Aini stood up solemnly and extended an invitation to the boy, but when the words fell, he couldn't help but laugh.
At the same time, there was the girl's silver bell-like laughter.
Then, the boy who had just stood up in a hurry also put his hand on the back of his head and chuckled.
There seemed to be a warm current rising from his chest amidst the laughter.
At the end of last semester, he had some ideas about the current proposal and summarized and recorded them after the holiday. But to be honest, he had no idea at all at that time and had no idea what the outcome would be.
Now he still doesn't know what the outcome will be, but after receiving affirmation from his father and Aini, the boy vaguely glimpsed the scenery ahead, which was an intoxicating scenery that he couldn't believe.
Draco Lucius Malfoy, he wants this name to become a part of the history of Hogwarts like those of his predecessors and be passed down forever.