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Chapter 9 Dumbledore, you said you are not dry tofu! (Part 2)

"Hahaha, baby, this is a phoenix, a phoenix." After hearing Hans' words, the Dahlke family kept laughing.

Fox sang a song and flew towards Hans and rubbed his head against Hans's.

"It seems she likes little Hans too," John said happily.

"Yes, even as a master who signed a contract with Fox, I have never been so close to her. Little Hans must have some unknown magical qualities. I swear on the name of Merlin, the order I met today

I was surprised the most in one day in my life.”

"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what the next piece will taste like." After saying the whole sentence, Hans moved his eyes to Dumbledore and stretched out his hands towards him.

"That's great, kid, do you want me to hug you?" Looking at Hans's movements, Dumbledore also stretched out his hands to meet Hans.

"No, go on." Following Hans's words, the magic power of Hans' hands condensed, and a wooden stick and a pointed round hat appeared.

"Oh no, you shouldn't summon projection magic at will, little Hans." Joan of Arc, who had been listening silently from the beginning, finally stopped being silent when she saw Hans' actions.

Merlin's beard, what kind of magic is this? Dumbledore took the hat and stick in surprise, but for fear of frightening the Dahlkees, he resisted the urge to sigh through words.

"And" Hans projected another piece of paper and handed it over.

Dumbledore put the hat on his head, held the wooden stick in one hand, took the paper with the other hand, read it, and involuntarily read out the content on the paper "ity"

pity

inflammationthatstayedbibo'shand

Bilbo felt sorry for him and didn't kill him

anythativedeservedeaththatdiedeserveife

There are many living people who deserve to die, and there are some dead people who do not deserve to die.

canyougiveittothe,frodo

Can you make that judgment, Frodo?

donbetooeartodeaoutdeathandjudgnt

Never judge other people's life or death easily.

eventheveryisecannseeaends

Even the wisest cannot see through destiny."

"yhearttesthathasarttoyyet,forodori,

I intuitively thought that Gollum would have something to do with this adventure, for better or for worse.

beforethisis

Before this is over.

theityofbiboayruethefateofany

Bilbo's compassion influenced many people.

doahoivetoseesuchtisbutthatisnforthetodecide

Everyone thinks this way when they encounter difficulties, but people cannot decide their own destiny.

aehavetodecideishattodoiththetithatisgivento

What we have to decide is how to choose in suffering." As the phoenix song stopped, Dumbledore also finished reading the entire content on the paper.

"This is really full of philosophical words." Dumbledore said with emotion.

"It looks like a line from a play. Is this what you taught the little ones?" Dumbledore looked at Mr. and Mrs. Darhk, but the two people who met his gaze were stunned.

"Gandalf" Darhk's whole family shouted in unison.

Dumbledore:

"Hahahahaha, baby, you're such a clever little kid," Meryl's laughter broke the strange scene in the living room.

"Although it's interesting, little Hans, you're still young, so don't always release magic as you wish." Joan of Arc, who couldn't help but laugh a little, but pretended to be serious, spoke up again, "Meryl, John, don't be too spoiled.

You have drowned little Hans, you must properly restrict his use of magic." At the same time, he expressed his dissatisfaction with the two people who were laughing.

"Oh, I very much agree with this young lady's point of view." Dumbledore's expression turned from admiration to surprise as he turned to Joan of Arc, "I would like to ask, madam, are you not a human being?"

"I was. I have been dead for centuries. I am the ancestor of the Darhk family, Joan of Arc Darhk."

"Joan of Arc is the Saint Joan of Arc who fought in the Hundred Years' War between England and France in history." Meryl added Joan of Arc's self-introduction.

"Oh my God, I really didn't expect that there would be ghosts in ordinary Muggle families. As a wizard, I didn't notice it immediately. It's incredible. Is this the secret method of the little guy's family? I heard that the wizards of the flower gardening family have always spread it.

It has the secret method of subduing gods and communicating with ancestors."

"It's not the secret method summoned by the flower grower. I am the heroic spirit summoned in response to the blood of little Hans. The method he summoned is not the secret method of his mother's family, but another method similar to the one just projected that the staff and the hat have the same origin.

magic."

"Merlin's beard brought me too many surprises when he came here today. I would like to inform those who come here that there will be a few more. I wonder if you would mind." Dumbledore said that I was too surprised.

It’s difficult, I need to find someone to help me share the burden.

"Oh, let's see, it's almost five o'clock. If there are more people, we should prepare dinner now, otherwise it will be too late. Albus, you first determine the number of people who are coming. Linglong and I can prepare the dinner according to the number of people.

Joan of Arc will take care of the children. John, please prepare the drinks. There are some ingredients in the freezer that have been prepared for Hans’s first birthday dinner in a few days. There is still enough food for guests of less than 10 people."

"Oh, there won't be so many people here. Let me think about it first and straighten out my thoughts. The purpose of your initial contact with the British wizards was the little guy's magic riot and his wonderful magic. The situation of the flower grower was also because you wanted to go to Huo Huo.

The information derived from Gwartz’s topic. So today we will prioritize solving the magic problem of Little Hans, and wait for the rest."

"That's right, little Hans's question is the most important, let's put the rest aside first. We can take our time." John agreed with Dumbledore's clear priorities.

"Then the original plan is cancelled. I would like to invite the deans of the four houses of Hogwarts, the school doctor, Fudge and me tonight to come and check it out. How about the Ministry of Magic ask Fudge to come over and we can simply give it a try?

He said something about it, and I will have a detailed discussion with them tomorrow, and then I will make a decision on what to do next. What do you think?"

"We have no objection, we can do as you say Albus." John said it didn't matter.

"no" Hans suddenly expressed his opinion.

Everyone looked at him, "What's wrong?" Dumbledore asked in confusion.

"No Fudge, Hagrid, Hagrid" Hans decided to cause trouble

"Okay, let's not invite Fudge for now, but why is it Hagrid and the little guy? Why do you know Hagrid?" Dumbledore said a little wisely.

"Because of this." Joan of Arc took out Hans's Noble Phantasm, clicked on the ovie folder, selected the file named Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, and double-clicked to play it.

"See clearly, Dumbledore, this is your destiny."

"Merlin's beard"


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