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Han Zifeng chuckled. She took out her knife and looked at the bottom of the trash can. There was a Sweeping Army. The trash can fell short with a click. Zifeng did this again and it fell short again. Hey hey, the trash can fell short. They're all gone, let's see if they learn to know the way, hehehe.

A group of wizards all covered their faces. Sure enough, sure enough, this Animagus is a berserker type, hey. Did they know that not even Dumbledore's magic could save this troublesome Animagus?

Dumbledore's magic was broken. He looked helplessly at Alain Pouslin in front of him, sighed and said: "Your naughty Animagus destroyed the trash can again. It was directly Cut it off."

Arland covered his face and said: "Okay, okay, we are responsible for making money, and she will be responsible for beating people." Dumbledore sighed, and Arland said: "Oh, yes, that child's ambition is , to be a war animal husbandry, a druid."

Dumbledore still covered his face and said speechlessly: "Oh, I'd better go and see what your little druid has done."

Alande said, "Okay, let's go watch the excitement together." The three Prince family members came to watch and watched the door of Diagon Alley open. However, the four of them did not see the troublesome little guy. There was only a smashed trash can.

Silver couldn't help but pity the little old man in front of him and said, "Sir, can you really control the player's naughty sister?"

Dumbledore looked at the sky and looked at the wizards next to him questioningly. He took a deep breath and asked: "So, who can tell me what the disguised Animagus did?"

A wizard said: "She intended to destroy the trash can, but found that she could not break through your magic defense, so she took out a black knife and happily chopped up the trash can. This is what you see."

Dumbledore asked: "So, who is the naughty Miss Animagus who likes to destroy trash cans?"

The wizard said weakly: "Actually, when you opened the door, she turned into a mouse and sneaked in. As for where she went, I'm not sure."

The four people all covered their faces. Dumbledore looked at Arland and asked: "So Mr. Prince, can you tell me why Miss Prince insists on destroying this trash can?"

Sif replied: "I know, my sister thinks that what they should remember is the brick that opens Diagon Alley, not the dispensable trash can, so she is happy and targeting this unlucky garbage bucket."

A group of wizards are Dot and Dot, so after all, it is this trash can that takes care of everything for them, and they have fun playing happily, right? For a moment, Dumbledore looked at the group of wizards, smiled unkindly, sighed, forget it, instead of getting a trash can, it would be better to make another sign on the door.

After re-marking, the four of them returned from a long distance again. A group of wizards looked at Miss Prince, the mouse who poked her head out and wandered out. They all shook their heads helplessly, thinking that Dumbledore had run away in vain again.

Zifeng looked at the empty door, resting her chin on her hand and thinking, why didn't the old man restore the trash can? She tilted her head and looked at the wizards around her. A certain wizard kindly said: "Well, since you destroy trash cans every day, Mr. Dumbledore thinks it would be better to re-mark the door of Diagon Alley with a new mark."

Zifeng puffed her lips, this old man is so stingy, fortunately, she can go to demolish Hogwarts in two days, hahahaha. She once again lined up to open the door of Diagon Alley, and first went to Lovelin's Soda Shop to buy a stack of ice cream. She ate while walking home. By the time she came to Taoism, the elf had already brought most of the things back.

Youbi said: "Miss, you need to buy school uniforms and wands, the rest are all here."

After Zifeng nodded, Dumbledore said helplessly: "Miss Prince, you can choose a qualified pet, but as for an elf, the Hogwarts elf will satisfy you."

Zifeng asked in disgust: "Can they cook Chinese food?" Dumbledore was silent for a moment. When Zifeng was disgusted: "I don't like that kind of dark cuisine that never ends in peace."

Dumbledore insisted: "That's not true, is it?"

Alan said helplessly: "It's true."

After comparing the goods, he still interjected: "Oh, for an elf, the Chinese food that the little master likes is still easy to learn."

Dumbledore thought about it and said, "Okay then."

Zifeng asked again: "Old man, I heard that you have a lot of elves, haven't you ever thought about hiring elves?"

Dumbledore: "Tell me."

Zifeng scratched his head and said: "Oh, not all wizards have elves. What should I do if there are elves that I can't afford? Anyway, there are so many elves in Hogwarts, and a few will be fine. , hire to outsiders, work as quilters, work by the hour, charge by the day, and all the money earned goes to Hogwarts anyway, so I think it’s a good idea to pay attention.”

Alande said that he knew the child's next sentence in a minute. He even silently took out a pen and paper and gave it to his little master. Zifeng took a calculator and did some calculations, and finally wrote: The elf is for rent, one day. One silver sickle per hour, ten silver sickles per day, 15 galleons per month, and 150 galleons per year.

She thought about it and happily wrote the following sentence: "Chinese food, a different flavor from usual."

Dumbledore was very surprised at the Prince family's ability to cooperate. He asked in surprise: "You don't resist?"

Snape said disgustedly: "Three of us together are no match for this little hunter. Unless we want to tear our family apart, it is better to obey. Otherwise, we will have to do this after being pressed to the ground and rubbed."

Zifeng slapped her dear brother on the head in a friendly manner, and Xifu said calmly: "Let's go and play, we are brewing the potion here." After thinking about it, he said: "Grandpa Whitebeard, if you don't want to blow up the entire potion room, , it’s best not to ask my sister to touch the crucible, unless she wants to rinse the pot. Otherwise you will hear, puff puff, puff puff, she did not inherit the Prince family’s potion talent.”

Zifeng complained: "Brother, you deserve a beating, don't you?"

Silver said disgustingly: "Did you brew that bottle of potion at home? You have to admit your shortcomings. This is not suitable for you. Go ahead and play." Zifeng's tail flicked Silver's butt a few times, and then called Youbi Went shopping for clothes and wands.

Sif said again: "Oh, my sister is not good at finding her way around. We all felt that she would be a Gryffindor who blended into Slytherin, but she insisted on going to Hufflepuff. Grandpa, you'd better Grant her wish to lie down, otherwise, someone in the branch will definitely be beaten."