After the golden arrow was recharged half a month ago, Ani wanted to help Bill solve the family's problems, but when he was holding the golden arrow and preparing to explore the blood ties of the Weasley family, his spiritual sense began to give warnings.
It seemed as if one step forward would lead to a bottomless abyss, drooling and waiting for Aini to step into it.
So a certain great wizard acted decisively and changed his target to a black magic spell that was not widely circulated. After a little effort, he cleared it out of Blue Star.
Every time he expelled an alien god, Aini felt that the world became a little closer. This was the blessing of Blue Star's will and a reward for him to protect his home again and again.
And those dark wizards who have left their names in history are all deeply entangled with the outside world. They can be called the leader party per capita. I'm afraid not all of them are on the blacklist of Blue Star's will!
As he thought about it, Ani's face became strange. Is this the real reason why Voldemort always loses control at critical moments?
So does Aini consider this to be "clearly superior in strength and strategy, but choosing character to win"?
Shaking his head and throwing away the thoughts that were tossing between reliable and unreliable in his mind, Aini slowed down slightly.
"Fudge wasn't like this before."
Dumbledore followed up from behind and said dryly.
"Maybe it's just that I haven't had time to become like this."
Aini bluntly said that some people just lack the space to develop. Will a fifty-year-old bad guy become a little flower when he is forty?
"Well, okay, maybe you're right."
The old man picked his ears, then put two fingers together and fiddled with them lightly and quickly a few times, as if he had thrown away something dirty, and the expression on his face became obviously relaxed.
"Have you thought of a solution?"
Aini didn't say it clearly, but both of them knew who this sentence was referring to, after all, they had just left the other person's bed.
"Oh, no, of course not."
Dumbledore replied confidently, as if he had some perfect response.
Aini was speechless, feeling that this old man was becoming more and more out of tune.
"If Professor Scamander isn't worried about this, then Headmaster Dumbledore doesn't have to worry either, right?"
The old man looked at Ani, with Dumbledore's cunning expression on his face again.
"Okay, I do have an idea. Sif has long wanted to change his position. The children should also have a stable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
Ani knew what Dumbledore had seen, so she might as well tell him the truth.
"Do what you want and I will stand behind you."
The old man patted the young man on the shoulder, turned and walked towards the fireplace on one side. Dumbledore admitted that he was a very controlling person, but wasn't reason used to restrain desires?
Aini has done well in the past few years, and he believes that Aini will do even better in the future.
As the oldest veteran at Hogwarts, Dumbledore is not a conservative person. He is more willing to give young people more trust and more space to play, using himself as an insurance rather than rashly interfering.
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Although the old man never claimed to be noble, if there is a person who has strong power but insists on self-discipline, likes to live in a quiet corner but often rushes for others, is good at delving into innovation and does not hide it for himself, then he will be respected and loved by most people.
, and was naturally named noble.
Dumbledore is this kind of person, but Dumbledore is more than this kind of person.
And Aini knew that he was not such a person. If he didn't have the talent for shearing wool, he would most likely not be teaching at Hogwarts as down-to-earth as he is now, and he would be dedicated to the children.
As for the small probability, who can say clearly?
Therefore, in the new school year, Aini has many plans that he did not tell Dumbledore, but just made them silently. He would not let the goodwill directed towards him go to waste.
Obviously, Dumbledore was not unaware, and seemed to have an attitude of neither support nor objection.
But many times, not opposing is the greatest support, just like what Dumbledore just revealed——
Just go ahead and do it, I have everything.
"Thank you, I will do what I should do."
Aini's heart felt warm, and he also made his own guarantee for the old man's platform endorsement.
The two smiled at each other and went their separate ways.
The chief wizard always travels far and wide, but Ani's schedule is much more fixed, and he has been very busy since the summer vacation.
He hurried out of St. Mungo's and was about to apparate back to the Forbidden Forest when a huge bird head popped out of Aini's breast pocket and headed straight for his cheek.
"Susuo~"
The sharp beak grazed Aini's neck, and the professor immediately fell into a mess of fur.
"Sanchez, good boy, go in and stay for a while, and I'll take you home right away."
After hearing this, Thunderbird pressed her left and right, rubbed up and down, and made love with her for a long time before reluctantly retracting the magic pocket.
Aini has been really busy in the past two months, not to save the world, not to delve into magic, or to deal with the messy things in England. He just wants to create a more considerate and warm home for his friends.
After the students left school, he went to France. This time he also failed to see Mr. Flamel, but the other party had already arranged the relevant matters, and Aini picked up the friends on his own.
Fortunately, Sylvie and Hagrid were able to help. As the lord of the Forbidden Forest, the former’s role goes without saying. The latter’s special talent in magical creatures also provided Aini with many novel ideas.
Aini is busy every day, but Aini doesn't feel hard at all. She is fluffy, cute, and feels nothing but happiness.
It's as if they were part of Aini, and now they have become complete after reuniting.
Therefore, the friends who have not seen each other for a long time are still very eager to spend time with Aini. Although they all have a comfortable residence in the Forbidden Forest, they are still scrambling to get to Aini's side.
However, there are too many partners, including thunderbirds, horned beasts and other large creatures. If you want to catch the rain and dew at the same time, Ani can't do it!
So I had to draw up a list and everyone took turns, and today it happened to be Sanchez the Big Thunderbird.
After appeasing Haofu, Aini took a step forward, and when the soles of his feet landed, he was already back at the familiar tree house.
"Meow meow~"
"Tweet~"
"Bah ah~"
As soon as Fang appeared, the three little guys screamed and rushed over, but they were not the ones who got into Aini's arms first.
The branches that turned into phantoms came first with a "swish" sound, leaping over the three little ones that rushed towards him, and wrapped around Aini's body.
"Hello, Gedea."
Aini patted the branches that were full of vitality, and happily took the little guys into his arms.
Jerry, who ran over from nowhere, also ran up his trousers, trying to grab Tom's tail and swing it to Erni's shoulders. Unfortunately, as soon as he exerted his strength, Sanchez's big head popped out again, and pushed several small ones away.
go out.
Then the furries started making a fuss, and the quiet forest became lively and peaceful.