Clang, clang—
The shovel tamped down the soil, and the sand, stones, and remnants of snow on the surface collided with the shovel, making a crisp sound.
"Show me?" Chris said, spreading his hands.
"Show what?" Howl quickly reacted, "Make it live?"
"Do some magic." Chris smiled.
Howl shook his head helplessly, spreading his palm. A misty, gauze-like aura slowly surged towards the tree stump.
A tiny bud slowly grew, then unfurled itself in the winter, like someone just waking up in the morning.
"That's enough. Once it's rooted, let it grow naturally." Howl withdrew his hand. "Let's go, it's freezing outside."
For Chris, even though he had seen many wonders in Diagon Alley, Moonlight Fortress still exceeded his expectations.
For example… Lucifer and Howl's true forms.
These were things he couldn't see in Diagon Alley.
A moment later, he stood up from in front of the fireplace and said to himself, "Howl, thank you."
"Just a small bottle of household Potion, it's nothing." Howl waved his hand.
"No, I'm not talking about the Christmas gift." Chris waved his hand. "I'm talking about what happened at school."
As he spoke, he sat down. "That girl hasn't been quite right since she came back. I had to ask her repeatedly before she told me what happened at school.
Honestly, this story could be a movie. Luckily her mother doesn't know, otherwise she'd definitely be terrified."
"Oh, that." Howl understood, took a deep breath, and shook his head helplessly. "There's even less need to say thank you for this. To be frank, something like this happening is the school's dereliction of duty, and mine as well."
It was even possible that Lord Voldemort's Curse was behind it, fanning the flames.
Chris smiled wryly. "I suppose I don't need to hide too much from you. As you said, at first I thought the same thing—is this school a bit too negligent, letting children encounter such danger!
But then, do you know what Hermione told me?"
"What?"
"Hermione told me about you!"
"Me?"
Howl was a little surprised, then said, "Yes, I did intervene, but… wait, what did Hermione say?"
"She told me that's just how the Wizarding World is." Chris said.
"She said that you teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, and you talked about many dangers in the Wizarding World, and what kind of skills Little Wizards should learn to defend against these dangers.
At first, I didn't quite believe it, after all, I live in the Muggle world.
But later, when Hermione showed me the spells from the books, I believed it.
Those spells are not only wonderfully brilliant, but also very dangerous, just like a gun.
The difference is, these things are more concealed, and in the Wizarding World, everyone has them!"
Howl smiled. "If those brats could understand it as clearly as that, it would be great."
"You, I'm nearly forty, you know." Chris's mouth twitched.
"So your current idea is… to make her drop out? Although I don't agree, if you insist—"
"No, no, no." Chris shook his head. "She's a Wizard, this is her innate talent. I really can't do something like make her drop out. How is that any different from saying it's for her own good, and then stifling her talent?
And I heard that there was a Professor at the school who resolutely stood in front of the children, what was his name… Snaff, right?"
"Snape, Severus Snape." Howl said.
"Oh, Hermione told me he's the Potion Class Professor. Think about it. A Professor who teaches Potion, his combat power must be much lower than the bad guys.
And if such a Professor is willing to stand in front of the children, isn't that enough? I think it is! Having such a Professor makes one feel very reassured."
Potion Class Professor… not much combat power…
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