Hearing Anna's affirmative answer, Dumbledore nodded. "That would be great."
"Ahem." Anna tried to change the subject. "Headmaster Dumbledore, I have an academic question that I would like to ask you."
"Oh!
Of course, please say it. The purpose of the headmaster's position is to help children solve problems. "Dumbledore poured himself a cup of black tea.
Anna put down the Coke in her hand, and her expression became serious. "Headmaster Dumbledore, just now at the dinner party, I saw you use a large area of effect spell. How did you manage to use your magic power so accurately on small objects?"
After listening to Anna's question, Dumbledore smiled and walked to the sofa and sat down. "The growth of age, a lot of practice, and some insignificant talents." He picked up the plate of cockroaches on the small wooden table. "However, the 'cockroaches' have helped me a lot."
Dumbledore held the plate in his hand, and the chocolate cockroaches kept rolling and shouting in it, as if they were announcing to the world, 'We are the secret weapon of the headmaster of the Hogwarts.'
Looking at these 'cute' little things, Anna shivered. "Can you tell me more about your experience?
Headmaster Dumbledore? "
Dumbledore did not speak. He picked up a chocolate cockroach and wanted to put it on the small wooden table.
But suddenly, a memory from a long time ago appeared in his mind.
The wooden table, the sofa, and the burning fireplace. The smell of candy in the air, and the person sitting cross-legged on the sofa. He never liked to live in a restrained way. Even sitting on the sofa was rebellious.
'Abusi!
Let me show you something! '
The boy smiled brightly and seemed to be thinking of some interesting prank. 'Look forward to it. It's your favorite sweet —'
'Surprise! '
A cockroach appeared in the boy's hand, and he put the cockroach on the table. 'Edible chocolate cockroaches!
I prefer to call them 'sleeping cockroaches'. I don't know how the candy store came up with this kind of thing... '
'You know that these cockroaches aren't real cockroaches, they're just magic creations, and they can even be eaten... '
'But when you see its tiny legs moving quickly, its two antennae trembling at an uncomfortable frequency, and its wings ready to strike, you will still feel fear and wonder if the person who made this chocolate has some unforgettable story with the cockroach! '
A crazed look flashed across the boy's face. 'It's such a pity to just use it as food!
So I improved it … '
Anna silently lifted her legs onto the sofa and hugged them. Although she had eaten chocolate cockroaches before and knew that they tasted good, it was still the first time she saw a chocolate cockroach crawling on the table. It was as despairing as a real cockroach appearing in the corner.
Anna saw Headmaster Dumbledore staring at the cockroach running on the table. He didn't say anything for a long time.
Could it be that I usually see the System in such a daze?
Anna began to reflect and waved her hand in front of Dumbledore. "Headmaster?"
Dumbledore came back to his senses and picked up the cockroach on the wooden table. "Sorry, I'm old and I always suddenly fall into memory."
He handed the cockroach in his hand to Anna.
"This' cockroach pile 'is different from the less active' chocolate sleeping cockroach 'sold in Honey Duke's candy store." Dumbledore blinked. "I prefer to call the one you're holding a' prank cockroach pile '."
Prank cockroach pile?
It was a very Gryffindor name. "What's different about it?" Anna carefully looked at the thing in her hand. Eh.
"Prank cockroach pile, as the name suggests, is very suitable for pranks, like real cockroaches suddenly appearing in every corner..."
Dumbledore took out his magic wand and pointed it at the cockroach wing in Anna's hand. He recited a spell that didn't sound like a spell. "Clean up the corners too!"
The cockroach suddenly disappeared in Anna's hand. "What?"
Dumbledore laughed happily when he saw Anna's dumbfounded expression. "This is the subtlety of pranking a cockroach pile …"
"Buzz..." The sound of wings flapping at high speed rang in her ears.
Anna's high reflexes provided by the system were too late to stop the 'crazy' cockroach. She could only see the cockroach appear on the left side. When Anna wanted to do something, the cockroach was already on her face.
Not screaming was the result of Anna's great effort.
Dumbledore waved his hand and the prank cockroach floated back from Anna's face. "You didn't scream. That's amazing. The first time I saw it, I almost flipped the table over..."
"Later, I often used these little things to practice my spellcasting accuracy. To be precise, I was forced to practice because there were always people who liked to use them as pranks."
Anna nodded to show that she understood. Who didn't have a wizard who liked to play pranks?
"If you're angry, you can eat it." Dumbledore handed a plate of cockroaches to Anna. "There's nothing better than this for practice."
Anna took it with both hands. "Thank you, Headmaster!"
She felt that her magic control, which had been stagnant, could finally be saved. She was one step closer to her goal of using magic to her heart's content.
Anna was a little eager to go back to practice. She was a little excited to see Belinda's devastated expression. She took the plate and said goodbye to Dumbledore. "Headmaster, I won't disturb you anymore. Have a good dream!"
Dumbledore smiled and waved at her. "Have a good dream too, Anna. Remember, be careful of our lovely Miss Skeeter."
"I'll be careful." Anna nodded and was about to go out through the hanging painting she had used to come in. The side of the corridor was a giant dragon, and the side of the headmaster's office was a landscape painting of Hogwarts Castle.
"Go that way." Dumbledore stopped Anna and pointed to a wooden door by the wall. He waved his hand and the wooden door opened easily. "That way is more convenient."
Anna didn't ask any more questions. After saying goodbye to Headmaster Dumbledore, she took the cockroach out of the wooden door.
After walking down a stone staircase for a few steps, what appeared before his eyes was a stone statue... the butt of a stone statue.
It was the only thing at the end of the road. Anna held the cockroach and was a little speechless. What kind of mechanism is this?
How do I open it?
The butt spoke. "Secret code?"
Secret code?
What kind of secret code?
Anna was about to turn around and ask Headmaster Dumbledore.
"You only have one chance." The stone butt had a bad temper and was impatient.
Anna could only make a guess. "Prank cockroach pile?"
"Kaka..." The stone butt sculpture rotated to the back, revealing a not too wide circular platform. It seemed that the secret code was correct.
Anna stepped in and the butt sculpture rotated back. She could feel the small space descending quickly. Oh, it was something like an elevator.
Wait a minute.
Why didn't she take the elevator?
In the headmaster's office, Headmaster Dumbledore picked up the unfinished cup of black tea again and smiled happily.
"That's strange," the painting on the wall of former Headmaster Blake said. "You used to let the students come to the office through the stone statue. Why did you suddenly come in through the painting today?"
"Life is about movement, former Headmaster Blake." Dumbledore took a sip of black tea. "I hope you can understand this personally."
"Life is about movement. That's true." Madam Darius nodded in agreement. "But drinking black tea at night..."
"Ahem, Darius, former Headmaster Blake just secretly took a chess piece from your chess table." Dumbledore successfully changed the subject.
"Really?" Darius looked carefully at the chessboard and stared at former Headmaster Blake.
"Dumbledore!" Former Headmaster Blake shook his robe and said without changing his expression, "How could I do such a thing!"
Headmaster Dumbledore shrugged and the office became lively again.