Seeing his friend saying goodbye and about to leave, Snape quickly called him back.
"I thought you needed some alone time."
Aini shrugged. The atmosphere between father and daughter just now made him feel a little redundant.
"You're right, but this process should have happened four months ago."
Seeing his daughter babbling and reaching out for a hug, Snape's thoughts in his heart coincided with Ani's, feeling that the other person's presence here was a bit redundant.
But business still needs to be done.
"Help me see if Susanna has any wizard's talent."
The man reluctantly watched Aini carry his daughter over, and then he was even more worried when he noticed that the other party frowned.
"How about it?"
The man's question received no answer.
Because Aini couldn't figure out the situation for a while.
Since the Eye of True Sight awakened, this was the first time he saw the runes on someone changing so frequently.
Muggles, wizards, Muggles, wizards...
Susanna's magical aptitude appears, disappears, appears, and disappears intermittently, which is very strange.
Magic is a science that requires talent, and the word talent, as the name suggests, comes from birth, just like a person's gender, it is destined from the beginning.
Of course, the wizards who let themselves go are average experts at finding loopholes. Just like individual Muggles, there are many who don't follow the ordinary path. Some want to improve their talents, and some want to enlighten the descendants of Squibs.
The techniques that come out are all kinds of weird.
But the boundary between the ordinary and the extraordinary is much stronger than the difference between men and women. If you have something, you have it, and if you don't have it, you don't have it.
No matter how many times zero is multiplied, it is still zero.
The current mainstream understanding in the wizarding world is that wizards' talents come from blood. Even if they are super smart and know the Hogwarts library by heart, without magic, there is no magic, and they can't even throw out a spark.
Sounds more like a warlock than a magician.
So the question is, why did Susanna inherit Lily's bloodline but not fully inherit her wizard talent?
Obviously, the mainstream view is not entirely correct.
But it would be unfair to say that the theory of bloodline has been completely overturned. After all, the witch and hemp attributes in Yaya's body are still alternating one after another.
Just very... just very...
Aini stared at the runes that were constantly rotating in his field of vision, his eyes faintly glowing.
It can arouse his desire to explore.
The topic involving the origin of wizards is enough to make any great wizard want to stop.
So Aini turned on the observation mode with great interest, and it was the next morning with his eyes wide open.
"Ha~~~
Ani stretched his waist.
The power of the Eye of True Seeing was fully activated, and the analysis was still confusing all night long. I didn't understand why little Susanna's magic talent kept jumping around.
But somehow, Ani felt that the baby girl's current state was vaguely related to Snape, but he was not the only factor.
There are too few clues at present, so we can only wait and see.
"You mean, maintain the status quo first?"
Snape was not too disappointed when he failed to get a clear answer from his friend. Dumbledore had already given the same advice before.
Aini nodded to confirm, touched Yaya's little face lightly, said goodbye and slipped into the auditorium.
Between breakfast and dinner today, there are four classes...
A while ago, two professors of Transfiguration asked for leave, and tied up a certain principal who was used to idleness in the castle. The long-lost class made those cute children less cute.
Ever since, after Aini's "retreat" ended, Dumbledore hurriedly returned to the remaining four grades of courses, and entered a state of disappearance with great familiarity.
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Class, get out of class, class, get out of class, lunch.
The morning passed.
Class, get out of class, class, get out of class, eat...
Well, don't rush to eat now.
"Hermione, wait a minute."
In the second classroom of Transfiguration, little lions and little snakes filed out. The children always left the classroom door more smoothly than when they entered.
The two girls walked side by side, exchanging words from time to time. Ani's call came to her ears. Hermione smiled apologetically at her companion and walked against the flow of people towards the podium.
"It looks like our president has made a new friend."
Ani smiled and handed Hermione a small box.
"My parents and I went to Edinburgh during the Easter vacation, and we happened to meet Daphne. Her family has a large manor there..."
If there were no owls knocking on the window that summer, Edinburgh University Law School would be one of her favorite options, but for the Grangers, the ancient manor of the wizarding family was more attractive.
Naturally, after receiving the invitation, the family of three changed their holiday itinerary, and the girls, who were classmates, became more familiar with each other.
"Wow, that's a lot of Galleons."
While talking about interesting travel anecdotes, Hermione opened the small box. The bright golden light that caught her eye instantly made her uneasy.
"Oh, no, I'm running out of time again. I should really apply for a time turner."
Immediately, the girl saw seven thick stacks of manuscripts next to Jin Gallon.
Small money is very delicious, but if it is an advance of salary for a long time in the future, it is not so delicious.
"I gained a lot of new insights during this period. In my free time, I took out the textbooks for the following grades and revised the previous ones. Thank you for your hard work, Miss President."
Aini's tone was relaxed, as if compiling seven professional and systematic textbooks was not such a troublesome task.
This is the fact, God is so arrogant in feeding us.
Over the past few months, Ennis has been flooded with inspiration, and when I look back at my previous works, I can see that there are many mistakes and omissions, but there are also many areas that need to be improved.
After the level of magic has been improved again, it doesn't take much effort to write the basic textbooks for seven-year primary schools. It can be done in one go. On the contrary, the follow-up work that the girl is responsible for takes more time.
"Complete it before the end of the semester and your salary will be doubled."
The boss drew a big piece of cake, but the employees said they couldn't eat it.
"Impossible, the exam will be held in two months, and there is simply not enough time..."
Halfway through her words, the girl slapped her forehead fiercely.
"Oh my God, the exam is coming soon, and I haven't started reviewing yet!"
As she said this, she was about to stuff the box back to Aini. Although the golden cuties were very dazzling and she was very willing to be busy for Aini, when she thought about the exam, she really had no intention of doing anything else.
"Don't panic, Hermione. There are still more than two months, there is enough time."
Aini raised his hand and pushed the box back, thinking secretly that it was strange for a girl to have reviewed it three or five times before it was normal.
"Two months is enough time to review it several times. Last year at this time... last year..."
The little witch's slightly shrill voice suddenly weakened. It seemed, it seemed, maybe - she started reviewing very late last year.
What was she doing at that time?
Various thoughts were swirling in the girl's mind. The hand holding the box loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again. The cute little look when she was struggling made Aini couldn't help but smile.