"After cleaning it thoroughly, it's much more comfortable here." Allen stood in front of the stone fireplace burning with magic flames, watching the evening show received on the installed Wizard TV, where some Muggle pop songs were played with replaced video footage.

"Master Allen, the area of ​​this house is not very large, and the living room occupies most of the space. Apart from the kitchen, dining room and bathroom, there are only three rooms - the Montes' bedroom, their only son's bedroom and a small study. How should we allocate it?" said long eyes, who had been scolded before, with some embarrassment.

"Of course, Mr. Allen lives in the master bedroom. Miss Luna can live in the room of the former Vice Principal Monte's son. Then a few of us girls can renovate the study. Although it is a bit small, it is enough." Wolf Mom suggested.

The fat man who was also scolded was still heartless: "From the relationship between the doctor and the wolf mother, you should be careful. Don't try to find the wolf mother in the middle of the night, but you touch your bed."

Four eyes just glared at the fat man coldly.

Long eyes glared at the fat man, then ignored him and continued, "As for us older men, we don't need a bedroom. Although it's a little less warm, it's much better to squeeze in the living room than before. We have mastered the skills of survival in the wild, and it's no difficulty to live outdoors for a month. You just have to be careful when you want to go to the toilet in the middle of the night."

"Hey? When Principal Kakarov visited the cellar before, he didn't say that he had prepared an extra room..." The fat man curled up with his legs and crossed his arms, and buried in the chair was kicked hard by Viktor. He jumped up like a spring from the amazingly expensive large recliner, but his fat butt also took the chair slightly off the ground, and the sound after landing.

Alan's eyes swept across their faces, and his divine enchantment told him that these guys deliberately sang and sang Luna to deliberately squeeze out Luna and achieve the purpose of arranging both Luna and Alan in the master bedroom, so as to win their favor and make up for the bad impression that Victor and others had made in their hearts just now. However, it was obvious that they should not be afraid of the fat man's bad things and did not tell him in advance... Although Alan was indeed satisfied with the arrangement this time.

The flexible eyes of the wolf mother made her not outstanding face lively, adding a little bit of beauty. "It's a pity that these stone houses did not cast traceless telescopes. Even our study room was a little bit reluctant to accommodate the three of us girls. There was no way to put more beds, otherwise it would be fine to let you guys come in. Anyway, they were all single beds, right?"

Then, Allen's eyes couldn't help but stop on Luna, who was watering her in a vase filled with rabbit ears, using the spell of clear spring like water.

"Then it's good that Allen and I live in the master bedroom." Luna put down the vase, took a brisk swaying step, walked around the table, turned her back, and fell back half-paralyzed into the sofa close to Allen, "Anyway, they're all single beds, aren't they?"

Hogwarts, Umbridge, who was sitting at the staff table, was anxious. Time passed by little, and she could not find a starting point to attack Dumbledore. She forked a piece of the little potato hard, but it was too hard, and the potatoes were split in all directions. She muttered annoyedly, pushing the plate aside, and the black velvet bow on her head trembled.

At this time, the owl hugged into the auditorium as usual. Umbridge frowned and wanted to get up and leave. Unexpectedly, an owl circled down and landed in front of her, and touched the plate she had just pushed to the side to the floor. This was a public owl from the Ministry of Magic. Umbridge raised his eyebrows and was very surprised that the minister would never send her a letter at this time.

The owl threw a letter into her arms and flew away with her wings.

Umbridge's two thick and fat fingers with dark blue gem rings twisted the envelope, but there was no information on it. She turned to the back of the envelope again, and was still empty. Her eyebrows were raised higher, and her eyes became obviously colder. She thought this was a prank by some little wizard.

Umbridge ripped open the letter, unfolded the letter, and suddenly, her eyes froze. After browsing the letter quickly, she read it from top to bottom again in disbelief. Umbridge stuffed the letter into the small shoulder bag she carried with her, and quickly left the auditorium happily.

"What happened? Umbridge looked very happy. She obviously stopped making that toad-like expression for many days." Harry forked a piece of smoked bacon and put it in his mouth.

"With Dumbledore here, don't worry about her." Ron hummed a bright tune and recommended Harry in a good mood. "This song is called "YMCA". The Muggle pop song played by the TV station last night was quite nice."

Hermione next to them just flipped her Prophet Daily, pursed her lips and said nothing when she heard this. She glanced at Harry, who followed Ron to learn the song softly, and thought with some pity that Harry was usually locked in the attic when he was at his aunt's house, and his Muggle world was off track.

Umbridge, who was trotting all the way, couldn't control her expression. She smiled and was full of confidence. Although she didn't know who sent her this letter, she didn't know whether the information about Lupin, a professor of the Hogwarts Black Magic Defense Arts Class, was a werewolf, but after all, there was a clue, right? Even if it was fake, Umbridge had to find a way to turn it into reality. What's more, the intuition that Umbridge told Umbridge was very likely to be true.

She hurried back to the staff dormitory, grabbed several handfuls of Jin Jialong from her suitcase with her short and thick fingers, threw them into the purse, put them in a large black tote bag, and then flashed out of Hogwarts Castle.

Umbridge's figure appeared in a dirty alley, with black magic shops on both sides. Umbridge walked towards the largest store - "Bojin-Boke".

A few seconds later, the ringing rang and Umbridge walked into the store. She bent down and looked at the magical items on the counter carefully, and read the instructions above carefully.

A man with a hunched back appeared behind the counter and stroked his greasy hair with his hands back.

"Miss Umbridge, it's a pleasure to see you again," said Mr. Bojin in a slick tone that was as smooth as his hair. "It's a great honor to welcome, what can I do for you?"

"Get me an invisible cloak." Umbridge suppressed his excitement and pretended to be calm and explained to Mr. Bojin.

Mr. Bojin, who confirmed that Umbridge was indeed here to buy illegal magic items, smiled even more enthusiastically. He nodded happily: "It's just that this kind of invisible cloak made of invisible beast fur that lives in the Far East is extremely precious. You know that invisible beasts have the characteristics of predicting the future. It is very difficult to capture them, so invisible cloaks are very rare, and naturally they are... "

"As time goes by, invisible clothing woven with invisible beast hair will eventually lose its effect and become opaque. But, the price is easy to say," Umbridge smiled particularly sweetly. "Mr. Bojin, I think you will definitely not reveal my purchase of invisible clothing, right?"

"Of course, my reputation is guaranteed for a beautiful lady to gain a foothold in this industry, and keeping customers confidential is the first rule of my work." Mr. Bojin's flattering tone could not hide his inner joy. He liked such non-bargaining customers the most.
Chapter completed!