From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

"Hello, little gentleman." A female policeman with a smile greeted. She grew many harmless fats. There is no aggressiveness.

"Hello, Ms., I am a student of Professor Dumbledore." Avi put on a social etiquette smile that I didn't use much recently.

"Really? I don't know that he is still a professor!" The female police turned around, and stayed on Dumbledore's half -moon -shaped lenses and long white beard, and then turned back to explain the matter of the matter. "This Professor Dumbledore entered this candy shop and wanted to choose some small sweets that thought, but there was something wrong when paying the bill."

Her companion, the male policeman standing beside Dumbledore, showed Avi the banknote to Avi. It was the one handed to Dumbledore at the principal's office.

For a moment, Avi knew what was going on.

The ten pounds of banknotes in the destruction of the magic code came from the Royal British mint in the 19th century. Although the UK had begun to use banknotes in large areas, printing technology and anti -counterfeiting technology were completely different from today.

At that time, the design of the pound banknotes was on a large white paper that made watermarks and anti -counterfeiting, and used a single -sided monochrome to print text and patterns. The back was blank. The pattern is responsible for anti -counterfeiting technology.

So when Dumbledore took out more, he was rejected by the old shop owner. He was entangled several times. The patrol police patrolling the surrounding neighborhood found the situation here. Therefore, when Avi arrived, Dumbledore would be around. A circle of people.

"Sorry, this is my negligence." Ai Wei sincerely apologized to the patrol police. "Because of the old age, Professor Dumbledore is a bit ..."

Avi stretched his fingers his head, and the two patrol officers showed a clear look, and then Avi continued: "Don't worry, I will deal with everything, it is really delaying your job."

Avi's superb charm and 2 ring spells implied the judgment of the two young patrol officers. They looked at each other, returned the banknotes in their hands to Dumbledore, and turned to leave here.

"Hey! What's going on?" The middle -aged man who was communicating with Dumbledore with a sweethearted man in confusion, "When will the civil servants become so good? I think you are going to be entangled for a while!"

Dumbledore smiled and introduced the friend he had just met to Avi: "This gentleman is Kisi, his lifetime dream is to buy this candy shop. It is said that this is one of the few in England. Shop for suppressing the machine ".

Speaking of which, Dumbledore blinked more: "Although I haven't seen the 'machine' in his mouth, I want to come is a magical thing."

"Of course!" When talking about candy and shops, the little old man named Keith couldn't stop at all. "Sweets are like magic! You can provide you with a good mood for a whole day! If I can go down this time Shop, be sure to paint the doors and windows, and then write a large '1827' on the signboard! Old Candy Shop!

"Okay, okay." Aiwei perfunctory two sentences, ready to use a hint to pass him away, but Dumbledore reached out and stopped him.

"My candy hasn't paid yet!"

Avi rolled his eyes, and I see that you are not worried about Qiluo and Voldemort.

However, Dumbledore's request made Avi make difficulties. Except for Kim Garon, the banknotes on him were not used in 1992. You ca n’t really send the owner to the shop owner in vain?

"I'll pay!" Keith volunteered, "Chatting with you is really happy. When I set off this shop, you must come to visit often, especially for your cute students!"

When the old bee finally got his sugar jar, the time had almost come to the evening, and the dim sun was reflected in the ancient building complex of Yorkshire through the treetops.

Throwing a sterilized sour sugar in frosting into his mouth, Dumbledore said, "We finally have time to listen to what is going on."

Ai Wei sighed, and used his own silver woodwood wand to resist the temples, drawing a strand of silver white mist. It was the memory of the battle with Qiluo and Voldemort. As long as he came from Hogwarts, he already thought about it.

"Look at it yourself. It's all in it."

Avi looked at Dumbledore into a small bottle of coffee -flavored hard sugar and packed the silver mist in it.

"Fortunately, there is a meditation basin in my office, otherwise you have to worry about it again." Dumbledore closed the bottle and stared at Avi's face, "If we return to Hogwarts now Maybe you can still catch up with dinner, what do you think, Ivey? "

Avi suddenly found that nothing may be more stupid than escaping to see the principal. He can tell Snape, after all, he is the most trusted person in Hogwarts.

So he shrugged: "Please."

Dumbledore took Avi to use the Phantom to move to the Diagon Alley, and returned to the principal's office borrowed by the fireplace of the broken kettle bar. I have to say that the wizard's means are sometimes very easy to use, at least there is no right to the convenience of life spells.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The principal's office is still the old, with steam silverware (Avi is suspected to be a magic humidifier), various devices that are shiny, the portrait of the principals of all ages in the room, and the table will never be indispensable on the table. A plate of candy.

Dumbledore picked up the last one from the plate with a pleasant expression, and poured some supplements from the sugar jar in his hand. Then he invited Avi to sit down.

"Avi, a black wizard appearing in the castle is indeed my negligence. When I hear the names of Qiluo and Voldemort, I panicked for a while! But when I remembered you, I thought of the saving Hogg Watz's hero, I put my heart back into my stomach! "Dumbledore rang with the candy, and said to Avi without paying attention to it at all. For a moment, he was really like an old lunatic. Essence

Dumbledore did not play cards every time.

Avi narrowed his eyes: "Don't you look at my memory first?"

"Forgive an old man's knee, I stood outside for a whole day!" Dumbledore hammered his legs with a lot of things. "In fact, I am doing that."