A friendly day at Hogwarts

"Look, does he look like he came specifically to open the door for us?" Qiu pulled Glenn into the tree hole, "How smart!"

Glenn looked at the little stars in his eyes and couldn't help but smile fondly: "After this year's work is over and we rehabilitate Padfoot, I will give Crookshanks to you. How about it?"

"Really?!" Qiu stopped and looked at him with surprise.

"Of course!" Glenn said without hesitation, "You don't think I want him to follow Padfoot, do you?"

Qiu pursed her lips, hesitated a little, and gently hugged Glenn.

"Thank you!" She blushed and whispered.

Glenn felt the faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, and gently hugged the girl in his arms tightly.

"That's it? I thought you wanted to kiss me!" He joked with a smirk.

"What a beautiful idea!" Qiu pushed him away and said arrogantly, "If you want me to kiss you, one cat is not enough!"

She turned around and kept walking.The deep secret passage isolated the moonlight from the tree hole, covering up the blush on her cheeks.

Glenn chased her a few steps shyly and took her little hand again.

The two walked along the passage for a while, and the road under their feet began to go up. Crookshanks also "meowed" twice in front, as if to tell them that the exit had arrived.

The two opened the door and found that there was no one on the first floor.

"Where are the people?" Qiu looked around and asked strangely.

According to Sirius's habit, he should have appeared early and taken the food from their hands.

Glenn frowned slightly and pulled Qiu behind him.He wasn't particularly nervous, after all, Crookshanks walked back leisurely all the way, not looking like he was going to ask for help.

Still, he reached into his pocket and held his wand lightly, just in case.

Crookshanks slowly walked up the stairs and glanced back at them with a human expression of confusion, as if he was wondering why they were standing there and not coming up.

"Let's go up and have a look." Glenn pulled out his wand and pulled Qiu up the stairs.

At this time, there was a crisp "ding" sound from upstairs, like the sound of wine glasses clinking.

Glenn was stunned, and a possible idea came to his mind.

Shouldn't it be...

He no longer controlled the sound under his feet and came upstairs in two steps.

He guessed right, there was not only Sirius himself upstairs, but also an old man with white hair and purple robes.

There was a warm flame burning in the fireplace in the bedroom. Sirius and the old man were leaning beautifully on the cushions on both sides of the table, each holding a crystal wine glass in their hands.

In the cup, the amber wine emitted a faint smoke.

"Merry Christmas, Glenn, and Miss Qiu Zhang." The old man raised the wine glass in his hand and looked at the two of them and said, "I have to say, your vigilance is really good."

Qiu looked at the old man in surprise and said in disbelief: "Professor Dumbledore!"

"Why are you here?" Glenn retracted his wand and asked.

He turned to Sirius and gave him a questioning look.

Sirius shrugged and said, "Don't ask me, I was shocked too."

"What? As a suspended principal, can't I come here?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and asked.

Glenn quickly waved his hand and explained: "I'm just curious as to why you suddenly thought of looking for Padfoot."

Qiu finally came out of her daze and quickly freed her hand from Glenn's hand.

Sirius looked at her frightened look and burst out laughing.

Dumbledore shrugged and said, "After living in Hogwarts Castle for so many years, I realized after suddenly leaving that I was actually quite boring. That reminded me of Padfoot."

"I have to say, the wine Dumbledore brought is quite good. Do you two want to try it?" Sirius shook the bottle and asked.

"Pour me a drink. Qiu doesn't like strong liquor. If there is butterbeer, you can give her a bottle." Glenn waved his hand and conjured up two more cushions, sat down unceremoniously, and waved to Qiu. "Come and sit."

Qiu still looked a little restrained, so she moved to the table little by little, and carefully sat down. Her face, which had only returned to normal on the way, was a little red again.

"No need to be restrained, child." Dumbledore showed a kind expression like Santa Claus and said softly with a smile, "Glenn knows that I never care much about red tape."

"That's right, don't be nervous." Glenn breathed out a breath of alcohol, pried open a bottle of heated butterbeer with a bang and handed it to her.

Qiu took the bottle, took a sip, and nodded obediently.

Crookshanks came over with a square step, and stood next to her legs.

The roller lay on the soft cushion, making a "gurgling" sound and rubbing her hand with his head.

She lowered her head and gently scratched Crookshanks' ears with her slender fingers. Although the movement was still a little stiff, it was much easier than at the beginning.

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to blatantly instigate two children to drink?" Dumbledore looked at Qiu again with a satisfied smile, and then said to Sirius. "The most outrageous thing is that he did it in front of me."

Sirius spread his hands and asked, "Don't you have any objection?"

Glenn smiled secretly and asked, "By the way, Professor. Is it your arrangement for Crookshanks to greet us?"

"You don't think that Dumbledore knows anything about what's going on in the castle, do you?" Sirius glanced at him and asked, "Do you think that just me, James and Remus can do this? Can you make something as magical as the Marauder's Map?"

"Ah?" Glenn was stunned, "You mean..."

"I just provided a few tips on monitoring magic." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"So, you can know what's going on in the castle at any time?" Glenn looked surprised.

"That's not true." Dumbledore shook his head. "Surveillance magic can only roughly understand some superficial situations, and we need to rely on the information conveyed by the portraits. Even so, not everything can be known."

"In other words, Dumbledore only knew that you were walking towards the Whomping Willow, but didn't know the specific situation, so he asked Crookshanks to go take a look at the secret passage."

"I see."

Glenn nodded and thought to himself that it seemed that Dumbledore had slightly more control over the school than he thought.

"By the way," he looked up and looked around the neat and tidy bedroom and asked, "how does the new wand work?"