A day at Hogwarts

"Turn, turn, little windmill

Clap, clap, little hands

Fly, fly, little bird

Swim, swim, little fish”

On the terrace of a house by the sea, Gabrielle sang French children's songs seriously, accompanied by her father's guitar, and dancing grass danced cheerfully on the table.

Fleur brought everyone cold juice from the house. She first placed two cups on the small table in the middle of the rocking chair. Her grandmother and mother were reading a book. Then she placed two cups next to the dancing grass, and then returned to the house. Come to the living room.

Charles was sitting on the sofa, with two books beside him and one in his hand. While reading through it attentively, he would mark it with a pencil from time to time.

When he finished flipping through the book in his hand, Fleur handed over the juice with all the ice cubes melted and said, "Drink some juice."

She stopped talking and spitting fire after taking a nap. The scars on her body had scabs visible to the naked eye in the past two days, and the skin on the edges that had fallen off could be seen returning to its original state.

"Thank you." Charles put down the book and took the juice, drinking most of it in one breath.

Fleur asked him: "Is today's work completed?"

Charles put the empty cup on the coffee table in front of him, picked up another book, shook his head slightly and said, "It's still a little short. I haven't read the seventh-grade textbook yet. I'll read some today and I'll finish it tomorrow."

Charles thought he came here just for fun, but he didn't know he had to work.

He never expected that the alchemy professor recommended by Nico Flamel for Hogwarts would be here.

Dumbledore went to find the new professor to sign a contract within two days after he came out of Merlin's trial, and the new professor started working within two days of joining - renting a building in Hogwarts in Hogsmeade Village. In the downstairs, the alchemical books brought out from Merlin Cemetery and existing alchemical books are sorted out, and English teaching materials are compiled.

Now that the English version of the textbook has been compiled, Charles's job is to check if there are any grammatical errors, make preliminary revisions and send it to Dumbledore for review, with a view to printing it in early August.

Who made him show literary literacy far beyond his peers in the past? Or is he a student who will use textbooks in the future, so it is appropriate to capture him.

The leader arranged for him to complete this work in half a month, but Charles has always read books very quickly, and he only marked the spelling errors, difficulty in reading, and incomprehensible places. Each of the seven books has about 200 pages, and there are still illustrations. Yes, it can be completed in three mornings.

The living room suddenly became quiet, with only the music from the shell wind chimes blown by the sea breeze and the singing from the terrace.

Fleur sat next to Charles, picked up an annotated sixth-grade textbook, opened it, and found that in addition to markings on some loosely worded sentences, some areas were also circled, with the words "Exercises available" written next to them. ".

The seventh-grade textbook is much more difficult than the sixth-grade one. Some technical terms are very difficult to pronounce. Some technical terms are not even in English, so they are directly used in French. Many of them were invented by Nicolas Flamel. Below There are labels.

Charles looked at it very hard. He frowned from time to time and thought for a long time. After confirming that it was not that he couldn't understand but that there was something wrong with the writing, he started to mark it.

After reading the first chapter, he felt his head was a little bloated, so he would stop there for today.

He raised his head and saw Gabrielle sitting on the coffee table in front of him, covering her mouth and snickering.

"You frowned a total of 83 times just now!" Gabrielle said with a smile, and stretched out her hand to make 4, 2, and 3 fingers in succession. "83" in French is pronounced as "4×20+3".

Charles frowned and said distressedly: "Professor Delacour, my frown will never recover. Please help me."

Gabrielle tilted her head and thought for a while, then turned to Fleur and said, "Sister, can you help me turn it into an iron?"

Without saying a word, Fleur took out the wand from the bun on the back of her head and turned the empty cup filled with juice into an old-fashioned iron filled with charcoal.

Charles' brow straightened immediately and he said to Gabrielle: "You know, this iron can be used to fry steaks."

Fleur hit his head with her wand and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Believe it or not, I will fry the steak with an iron and let you eat it!"

Gabrielle clapped her hands happily and said, "Okay, okay!"

Charles said seriously: "As long as it's not blurry."

At this time, two car horns sounded outside. Today, the house is visible to Muggles, so taxi drivers can easily find it.

Gabrielle jumped off the coffee table, pulled Charles and said, "Let's go to the city together."

"Okay, okay!" Charles said and followed her towards the door.

Fleur said to Charles from behind: "Don't buy her any more snacks!"

Gabrielle said without looking back: "I bought it for Ruby!"

Ruby was lying next to the window and sleeping in the sun. When she heard someone shouting, she immediately raised her head and screamed twice.

The owner of this B\u0026B is a wizard and Muggle couple, and the customers are both wizards and Muggles. The facilities are both "retro" and have modern telephones. They are going into the city today, and wizards' flights are inconvenient, so call in advance. Booked a taxi.

Charles and Gabrielle got into the white taxi. The young driver with short hair turned back to them and said, "Please fasten your seat belts, um... hold your child tight."

Gabrielle fastened her seat belt with the help of Charles, hugged the pot of dancing grass tightly, and said, "I've hugged it."

She now likes this dancing plant so much that she takes it with her wherever she goes, even when she takes a shower.

Charles confirmed the address with the driver and finally said: "Please hurry up."

After speaking, he handed over a few francs.

This time I went out to pick up dinner and other things, so that I could spend less time on the road and spend more time in the city.

"No problem!" The driver happily accepted the franc. "I can try out my new car. You are so lucky to be the first customer."

After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the mountain road ahead amidst Gabrielle's excited shouts.

Charles found that the driver's driving skills were excellent. The speedometer on the winding mountain road was at the highest speed, and the turns were very exciting.

The taxi arrived in Marseille in a blink of an eye. Not satisfied with the experience, Gabrielle asked the driver before getting out of the car: "Sir, can we still take your car when we go back?"

The driver smiled brightly: "I'm glad to continue serving you, beautiful lady."

He smiled and took the car payment and deposit from Charles, and made an appointment at a time and place to meet when he returned.

The place where we got off the car was an ice cream shop not far from the seaside. Gabrielle liked ice cream the most now. The Delacours didn't agree to let her eat too much, but Charles didn't care about that much.

"Wow!" Gabrielle exclaimed at the refrigerator, "There are so many flavors here!"

It was also the first time for Charles to see so many flavors of ice cream, including spicy ones.

The two chose their favorite flavors, took the boxes to the stone bench by the sea, sat down and ate slowly.