HP Magic Biography

Reparo (recovering the original mantra) accompanied by the sound of the mantra, a broken water glass stood upright on the table intact. Wiping the sweat off his head, little Alfanlin heaved a sigh of relief.

Today's Al Fanlin has turned into a ten-year-old boy, white and clean, with a pair of big eyes of different colors, which are more attractive because of practicing magic, just like the bright starry sky, blue and clear, The red is dazzling! Put away the water glass that was accidentally broken just now, and carefully put it back into the cabinet.

Fan Lin, what's the matter? I dropped something on the floor again. Mr. Al yelled helplessly while sitting on the sofa and facing the kitchen!

It's nothing, Dad, everything is intact. Al Fanlin immediately responded loudly!

Then keep coming back to practice your piano, isn't it time to practice now!

Okay, Dad, come! Little Alfanlin hurried out, halfway through the run, suddenly remembered something, turned back to the kitchen, and took out the cup that had just been placed , took a glass of water, held it in both hands, moved it out bit by bit, and put it on Mr. Al's coffee table.

Really, you kid, when will you stop being so fussy! Well, let's practice!

Mr. Al looked at the little Al Fanlin who was running in and out, and he was a little bit dumbfounded. He patted little Al Fanlin's head and motioned him to practice his beloved piano!

Sitting in front of the piano, little Alfanlin took a deep breath, dropped his fingers very piously, and played the first note. A Canon and Gigue in D (Canon and Gigue in D) slowly flows out from the keys.

In the past five years, little Alfanlin has read all the books on the bookshelf. After all, he is a studious child. A useful little spell. Relying on the extraordinary perception ability brought by the different-colored pupils, little Alvarin's magic power accumulated very quickly, at least not like at the beginning, when he released a spell, he seemed to collapse Generally speaking, this makes little Al Fanlin very happy! Of course, he didn't know that this performance was far beyond what a ten-year-old wizard should have, and he didn't have a wand yet. Little Alfanlin is very eager for me to have a magic wand of my own, as well as those magical potions that are recorded. One person can become another person or something. The little boys who were hostile to him. That feeling, Al Fanlin was looking forward to it very much. He wondered all the time whether there were other wizards, so whenever there were strange things reported in the news, he always begged his father or the beautiful Miss Julie to show him. It's a pity that I never found out, but Al Fanlin believed it. One day, he will find it,

After thinking about it, the piano music also came to the end, and he played the last note seriously. With the end of the end, a burst of applause came from his side!

It's a wonderful performance. I didn't expect that Mr. Erfanlin has such a high skill at such a young age! Erfanlin looked along the source of the voice, it was not his father's voice!

He had never seen this man before, he was tall and thin, and he wore a tall wizard hat on his head, just like people on the street wore at Halloween. Wearing a purple long-distance runner, or a cloak, with feet sticking out from under the clothes, they are boots made of silver moon and sun patterns. His nose is very tall and straight, but it is a little crooked, and there are many wrinkles on his face, but this can't hide a pair of deep and bright eyes hidden behind. The most eye-catching thing is the long silver hair and whiskers of the old gentleman in front of him, and beside him, the tabby cat that has been staring at little Alfanlin, just like a person.

Oh, hello, old sir, when I was playing,

I am very sorry for not noticing your arrival, but...

Turning his head to look at his petrified father, Al continued: Excuse me, are you and this cat my father's friend? Is there anything you want to do when you come to my house?

Oh, child... The silver-haired old man smiled slightly, and there was a kind of reassuring light in his deep eyes.

Qing allows me to introduce myself, Mr. Alfarin, my name is Albus Dumbledore, and I am the dean of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The person next to me is Professor McGonagall. She is the director of the School of Magic. Vice-principal, let me add, your song just now is great, what's the name... Albus Dumbledore was obviously lost in thought.

Canon and Gigue in D, sir! Thank you for your compliments.

Oh, yes, this is it. Albus Dumbledore looked down at Professor McGonagall who was still squatting, Come on, don't be so formal here.

Under the astonished eyes of little Alvarin, the tabby cat who had been squatting on the ground slowly stood up and turned into a woman wearing a green cloak and a brown wizard hat. Professor McGonagall was very thin, with big eyes and a With a face, it feels like a cat, yes, it is the cat just now!

Agmanis? Oh my god! Little Alfanlin covered his mouth in surprise. He had read about it in a book about transfiguration. It was a very profound transfiguration magic!

That's right, dear Mr. Alfarin, you know a lot. I think that after entering Hogwarts, you can study the subject of transfiguration seriously! Professor McGonagall stared at her big eyes, although his appearance A little serious, but there is still a trace of kindness in the eyes!

Wait, you said, Hogwarts, where are these taught? Little Alvarin seemed very excited, and what happened today further stimulated his idea of ​​learning magic.

You mean, where can I study?

No, it's impossible, I don't agree with where Al goes to learn magic, witchcraft and other things, Mr. Albus Dumbledore, I think, if you are not going out, I will call the police and sue you privately. broke into a house.

The words of Mr. Al, who came back to his senses, were like a basin of cold water pouring on the top of little Alfanlin's head. In an instant, little Alfanlin's heart went cold, and he woke up, only to remember that his father was still there. next to the sofa.

dad……

I said no, Al Fanlin, now, go back upstairs immediately.

Little Alfanlin's head drooped in an instant, like a defeated rooster. At this time, a pair of thin hands rested on the top of Al Fanlin's head.

It's okay, kid, you can go upstairs and stay for a while. It seems that there are some things that I need to talk to Mr. Al. Dumbledore bent down and blinked at little Alvarin. Line up the back of little Elfan Lin. He signaled that everything should be handed over to him.

I think, Mr. Al, you don't need to treat a child so fiercely. We have been sending you letters for the past four years. I think you know what kind of situation it is. It's an unavoidable situation for Mr., isn't he, after all, he is different from ordinary children. What's more, we met four years ago, didn't we?

Dumbledore said, and sat opposite Mr. Al with Professor McGonagall. Seeing Al Fanlin's lost back, Dumbledore shrugged, expressing his helplessness.

Mr. Dumbledore, I think you are going to be disappointed, I will not let my child become like his mother! Mr. Al was like an angry bull, his eyes widened and his face turned pale. Red!

Oh, Mr. Al, calm down, I think, if your wife is still alive, you will not be so impulsive, let alone. Your wife's family is in China...