[Comprehensive] Nanny code

"I've already brought them." Snape left Harry and the others in the principal's office, sprinkled Floo powder on himself and left.

"Well, he's a little short-tempered." The principal with the white beard shrugged his shoulders, and refreshments appeared out of nowhere on the table.

"You can also do magic?" Harry asked a little excitedly.

"Of course, my dear." Dumbledore blinked and motioned for the two of them to come and sit down.

"Harry, as you have been informed, you are a young wizard. You were supposed to come to Hogwarts to receive magical education when you were 11 years old, but now, our school has opened a kindergarten, so you are the first batch of Students, you can come to Hogwarts early to receive magic education."

Dumbledore put his hands on the table, smiling. "He really doesn't look like a headmaster, but more like an amiable grandfather." Harry thought to himself.

"And you, Apep, child, is your name right?" Dumbledore asked friendlyly, he always regarded the students as his own children, and was very kind to them.

"Yes."

"The name is so peculiar, it reminds me of one of my students."

"Who is it? Mr. Headmaster." Harry asked, looking up.

Dumbledore's blue eyes blinked, and he lowered his voice and said, "We can't mention his name here, we all call him the Mysterious Man."

Harry's eyes were wide and round, and he seemed to sense a strange atmosphere.

Apep didn't speak, his dark eyes looked at this Dumbledore, who smiled, the smile was too kind, and dispelled the feeling of discomfort just now.

"Of course you are different."

"Why did you allow me to come with you?" the boy asked with a hoarse voice.There was no expression on his face, but his eyes looked deep.

"You hope so, don't you?" Dumbledore did not directly answer the boy's words, but asked a rhetorical question.

Apep fell silent again, his eyebrows lowered, and he no longer looked at Dumbledore.

"Mr. Headmaster, Apep can stay with us, right?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Of course, Harry, he can stay, he can go to school if he wants, and I think he can go straight to fifth form."

Harry's eyes became bright again, and he looked happily at Apep, who looked up at Dumbledore and said softly, "I don't want to go to school."

"Why?" Dumbledore asked mildly, not angry.But the boy fell silent again.

"Apep, don't you want to stay at Hogwarts?" Harry tugged at the other party's sleeve and muttered softly.

"Yes, but I don't want to go to school."

Dumbledore looked at the somewhat stubborn young man in front of him, he thought for a while, and said, "Think about it again, son. If you still insist on this in the future, then I respect your decision. At the same time, you can also continue to stay. At Hogwarts, children who have a relationship with magic should not be rejected by Hogwarts."

Next, the headmaster didn't say anything about it.He was more answering Harry's questions, as Harry thought Dumbledore was acting like a kind old grandpa.

"So you don't have a star on your wand, do you?"

"Yes, Harry. It's a good suggestion though, and I'll consider giving my wand a little makeover for Halloween."

Harry giggled, and after their second morsel of cake was eaten, the door to the Headmaster's office opened.Lanster, with his hair a little messy, entered.

"Have you already asked?" Lancet straightened his hair and asked with a smile.

"Professor Lanster, we learned a lot about the wizarding world!" Harry replied first, he looked so happy, as if the bird had returned to its own woods.It's a good place for him to tell others about all the strange things that happened to him without being treated as a freak.

"That would be really nice." Lancet went over and stroked Harry's thick but soft hair.

"So what about you, Apep, have all your questions been answered?" Lanster asked while looking at the boy.

"I, I have nothing to ask."

Apep shook his head, he didn't care about anything else, all he cared about was the person in front of him.

Lancet looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, who blinked at him.

"Lanster, then, you can take these two children to your dormitory. When the dormitory for them is ready tomorrow, let them each have a room."

"Okay, Albus."

Lance took two children, one big and one small, out of the principal's office, and the footsteps of leather shoes in the corridor seemed a bit loud.Harry tugged at the hem of Lanster's shirt, looking a little frightened.

"Then how about I hug you?"

Harry blushed a little, and he hid awkwardly. Few people had hugged Harry, but Lancet was not afraid of his refusal, so he held little Harry in his arms with one hand.

"When you get older, if you want to be hugged, no one will be able to hug you."

"Five is old enough," Harry murmured, blushing a little.

"It's not big, it's still very small, you can still act like a baby, you can even hug and kiss." Lanster said this with a serious face on purpose, making the little guy giggle.

The boy next to him saw all this, but his eyes were a little sad.That embrace, from before, obviously belonged to him.

He looked at his palm. In the past, it was soft, and he could only grab the other's little finger if he grabbed it hard. Now, he has grown up, just like he once longed for, with a taller body, but he But suddenly wished that he was still so young, so that he could continue to act like a baby to the person he liked.

Lanster's bedroom is not big, and has some problems of a single man, such as books scattered everywhere, but other than that, it is clean and the decoration is very warm.

There was a log fire in the fireplace, the sofa covers were a warm colour, and there were posters of some Quidditch players in the room.

"I'll take Harry to take a shower first, can you wash it later?"

While Apep was staring at all this, a man's voice sounded.

"En." He nodded, he was obviously a 15-year-old boy, but there was a cuteness in his eyes that only a child could have.

Lancet recalled curiously what he was doing when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, and it turned out that even he, who was called a good boy, had done a lot of things out of the cabinet.He shook his head, smiled, and went into the bathroom with little Harry still wriggling in his arms.

"I can take a bath by myself!" the boy shouted sheepishly.After getting the guarantee, Lancet went out.

"Would you like some milk?"

Lanster walked up to the boy and asked gently. For some reason, he was always very patient with this silent boy.Sometimes I even feel as if I regard the other party as a glass doll, for fear that it will be broken accidentally.

The teenager looked up at him, his own shadow seemed to be reflected in those dark eyes, and his expression looked confused.

"what happened?"

Hesitating, after he asked this sentence, the boy blinked his long eyelashes, and then asked a question in doubt.

"When you grow up, can't you ask for hugs and kisses?"