Before Darren could react, he felt like the sky was spinning, and the whole person seemed to be squeezed out of a water pipe.

“Good boy, eat a chocolate and you’ll be much more comfortable.”

As Darren stood firm, Dumbledore’s old voice came and handed over a large piece of chocolate.

Darren took it curiously.

I’ve heard that chocolate in the wizarding world is different.

It is said to lift the spirits, relieve fear and fatigue, and so on.

When Harry was frightened by the Dementors, he was stuffed by Lupin.

He took a tentative bite.

A warm current appeared in his body.

“Magic is magical!”

Darren couldn’t help but sigh.

Dumbledore nodded accordingly.

“Magic is a magical thing, fluorescent, Severus, why did you make your home so dark?”

Dumbledore asked helplessly.

Snape skimmed his lips and said sarcastically:

“Albus, if your brain is not stuffed with mustard, then you should know that I haven’t been home in a long time.”

He would rather live in Hogwarts than here.

It symbolizes his painful childhood, but also symbolizes… Lily.

Snape’s eyes were even more hollow.

Darren ignored it, and he was curiously looking at the layout of Snape’s house.

It is a two-bedroom and one-room room, and the curtains of the room are all tightly drawn, which looks very dark.

There was a huge fireplace in the living room, and the surrounding area was empty, and it was obvious that Snape had emptied his house.

Even if the thief comes, he has to cry and leave.

“The flames are raging.”

Dumbledore pointed to the fireplace, and the fireplace lit up at once.

He expertly took out a large jar from the fireplace and opened it, and from it took out a small handful of shiny powder and handed it to Darren.

“It’s the Feilu powder, throw it in the stove, say ‘Hogwarts,’ and just step in.”

Snape looked at Darren, touched it from the inside, threw it into the fireplace, read “Hogwarts,” and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Darren blinked, and said that this Snape was really a knife-mouthed tofu heart, and knew that he was worried that he would not use Feilu powder, so he would give him a demonstration first.

Darren smiled shyly at Dumbledore’s encouraging gaze, then threw down the fluffy powder and stepped into the fireplace.

In a dazzling moment, Darren appears in a wide office.

Snape turned around expressionlessly, and when he arrived, quickly raised his robe and left.

Only a witch with a pointed hat and an extremely serious look was sitting in an office chair writing something.

Seeing him step out of the inside, he quickly stood up, his eyes were amazed, and his lips trembled a little

“Darren… Like, really like, child, Dumbledore sent a message saying you found it… I’m so glad that soon your brothers will be reunited…”

The witch did not look over, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and said in a serious tone as much as possible:

“Child, Lily would be very happy to know that you have grown so big!”

“Well, Minerva, Lily would certainly be very pleased, her two children are grown up, and Darren hasn’t been lost in the great adventure.

But I still have some questions that I need to talk to Darren about. ”

Dumbledore stepped out of the fireplace and said solemnly as he slapped the ashes on his body.

“No, Albus, didn’t you see the wound on the door of this child’s head?” All he needs is treatment as well as bed rest! ”

Professor Mirava McGonagall frowned and said with a serious face filled with the anger of a lioness.

Dumbledore laughed softly.

“It all has to wait a while, maybe ten minutes, and Mr. Darren and I have a little whisper to say.”

He said insistently.

Professor McGonagall could only compromise, pursed his lips and insisted, “Ten minutes, I will look at the watch!” ”

“No problem, Darren, come with me.”

Dumbledore led Darren to his office.

They came to a pair of ugly gargoyles.

“Password.”

“Chilled lemon juice.”

“Well, you’re always right.”

The gargoyle gave way, and the wall behind him split in half, revealing a staircase.

Darren hurriedly followed Dumbledore up.

Again, this is a stunning scene from the original book.

Portraits of past principals are displayed here.

There are also many silverware, making a clanging sound.

“Tweet tweet…”

Darren also heard a burst of bird calls.

Looking back, an ugly, hairless little turkey was standing on a bird rack and screaming at his name.

“Fox is a phoenix, the other day was injured, I simply let it nirvana, wait until it is feathered, then you can see its beauty.” 」

Dumbledore thought Darren didn’t understand and explained with a smile.

Darren showed a look of amazement, wondering if his phoenix egg could be better than Fox.

Although the phoenix described in the original book is very good-looking.

But all Darren saw was a hairless turkey.

It’s ugly.

However, for the sake of human design, he still asked worriedly: “Then can it still be good?” Who hurt it so cruelly? ”

[Ding, Father +20].

How to give less?

Darren scratched his hair in confusion and heard Dumbledore’s indifferent reply: “It was an accident, Darren, an accident that no one expected.” ”

“Well, it should be beautiful in the future.”

Darren said politely.

Fox tilted his head to look at Darren.

I don’t know why, it feels that Darren is very fond of the phoenix, if it does not already have an owner, otherwise it will definitely find a way to become Darren’s phoenix.

Dumbledore looked at Darren in amazement, Fox liked Darren so much, could it be that Darren had the same blood as him, a phoenix?

Dumbledore wondered if the Potter family had a phoenix bloodline.

The specific bloodline is the secret of the Potter family, but it seems that I heard that the first generation of Mrs. Potter has a phoenix bloodline.

Could it be that this child has been inherited?

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