HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

"Sorry to be in your way."

Ender bumped into a tall figure, and he had to look up to see his face. He had half-moon eyes, and the blue eyes behind them seemed to penetrate everyone (Ender took a half step back without making a sound), his waist-length silver-white hair could be tucked into his belt, and his gray beard was tied with several bows.

Dumbledore looked at the little boy in front of him. He didn't remember him as a first-year student, but he was wearing Gryffindor robes. He was probably a little wizard who had taken some potion by mistake. Dumbledore smiled gently and said to Ender, "Oh, kid, you should go to the hospital wing."

"Hospital wing? What's that?" Ender asked.

Dumbledore saw that the confusion in Ender's eyes did not seem to be a lie. He was a little surprised. It seemed that this little guy was more unlucky than he thought. He said, "Well, the hospital wing is a place that provides medical services to all teachers and students of Hogwarts. Poppy - ah, Madam Pomfrey will definitely be happy to treat you."

But the little boy in front of him didn't seem to listen to what he said. All his attention was attracted by "Hogwarts". The little boy said in surprise and pride: "Ha, I was right. Xia and James are still planning to deceive me."

When Dumbledore heard this, he immediately confirmed the other party's identity, Andric Hopps, the twin brother of Sylvia Hopps. He had heard Minerva complain about some naughty members of Gryffindor many times, and it was obvious that the little boy in front of him was one of them.

"Oh! I forgot to say thank you," Ander suddenly raised his head and said seriously, "Thank you, Professor?" He was a little uncertain. The only adults who could appear here were the professor and other people who came to visit. However, the old man in front of him seemed to fit the description of one person -

"Dumbledore," Ender heard him say.

"Dumbledore? Professor Dumbledore?!" Ender's eyes widened. "Oh, sorry, I'm a little surprised."

Seeing Ender's shocked expression, Dumbledore smiled. Little Mr. Hopps's reaction was no different from what he had imagined. Oh, it seems that Newt was right. Oswin's grandson and granddaughter are indeed very interesting.

Dumbledore often does not rely solely on his intuition to do things. He will only make arrangements after careful thinking and understanding most of the situation. At that time, his intuition will only be generated by his subconscious mind to help him analyze things that he has not noticed. But now, strangely, he has a strong desire to ask Mr. Hopps to go to his office. Dumbledore couldn't stop this idea, and he finally obeyed. He said, "Okay, Mr. Hopps, maybe a lemon sherbet would be much better now. Please forgive my hearing is still relatively good. I heard your stomach growling."

Ender then realized that he had just run a long way. Now he was indeed a little hungry. However, he still asked again to confirm: "Me? With you?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded. Ender put on that surprised expression again and happily followed Dumbledore to the headmaster's office.

Xia and Lily are still searching for Ander. It is not easy to find a child who can run away flexibly in such a big castle. Xia wiped the sweat from her forehead. A strand of her long hair stuck to her neck. Xia said weakly: "I must tie my hair up in the future. It is too uncomfortable."

Lily's situation wasn't much better, she nodded in empathy. Neither of them wanted to move any further, they just sat on the floor casually, the portraits around them chatting quietly.

"Oh! Xia," Lily realized something. She glanced at Xia who was propping up her head beside her and said, "We are stupid."

"What?" Xia didn't understand what Lily meant. She saw Lily pointing at the portraits behind her, and an idea emerged in her mind, "You mean we can ask the portraits." She spoke firmly, and then saw Lily's approving eyes.

Xia threw herself on Lily and kept praising her as the smartest witch. Lily blushed a little. She stood up and pulled Xia up, then chose a portrait that looked easy to talk to - some portraits always cursed - and asked: "Have you seen a little boy with black hair, about ten years old."

The portrait said bluntly: "I see many black-haired little boys every day. They are first-grade students."

Xia and Lily were a little disappointed. Their frustrated expressions were reflected in the other portraits. They left their own frames and whispered about this portrait, which made him angry. Then he said angrily, "Okay, okay, I saw one. He went to the headmaster's office with Dumbledore."

Xia and Lily immediately performed a face-changing show for the portraits. They happily thanked all the portraits and ran towards the principal's office. At the stairs in front of the principal's office, they met James and the other two. James was holding a piece of paper. Xia blinked and recognized that it was the Marauder's Map. She looked at the map in James' hand with some envy, thinking that they no longer had to worry about getting lost in the castle, but they never seemed to get lost. Damn, she envied him even more.

Several people stood in front of the gargoyles, and James asked, "Well, does anyone know the password?"

He scanned the faces of Sirius, Remus, and Lily one by one. They all shook their heads. When he looked at Xia, he saw her step forward and say "Lemon Sherbet", and then the gargoyle obediently revealed the stairs hidden behind it. James looked at Xia with eager eyes, and he couldn't help but say, "So cool."

Xia smiled sheepishly and said, "I just happen to know a little hobby of the professor."

Lily was a little worried: "Is it really okay for us to go in like this? We didn't make an appointment in advance-"

"The door is open, we're already here." Sirius said this with his hands in his pockets. After hearing this, everyone seemed to have more confidence in Mordo, and they walked in with a heroic spirit. Remus even added considerately: "We're just here to find Ender."

If there were any students from other colleges present, they would all have to say: They are worthy of being Gryffindor.

If there were Gryffindor students present, they would also say: You are worthy of being Gryffindor.

Dumbledore sat in his seat and watched Fawkes showing unprecedented enthusiasm towards Ender. He smiled and said, "It seems that Fawkes likes you very much."

Ender was overwhelmed by Fox's enthusiasm. He resisted the itch of the feather brushing his nose and nodded randomly.