Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

Liu Tao, China's Minister of Magic more than 60 years ago, participated in the election for the president of the International Federation of Wizards in 1932, and was one of the witnesses of the first head-to-head confrontation between Dumbledore and Grindelwald after their break.

Based on his age, which was in his 40s back then, he should be a centenarian now.

"You mean, you still maintain contact with the Chinese Ministry of Magic?" Glenn asked, recalling the records in modern history books.

"Although there was a break for a while, with the help of another old friend, we finally restored contact." Dumbledore nodded and said with some regret, "It's a pity that your parents set off too hastily back then.

, so that when I got Liu’s reply, I could no longer contact them.”

"Another old friend?"

To this day, the Chinese Ministry of Magic has still not attended the International Confederation of Wizards activities again.

And this old friend in Dumbledore's mouth was actually able to contact the Chinese Minister of Magic many years ago, which shows that he is quite capable.

"Speaking of which, this person should be familiar to you." Dumbledore said, "Nick Flamel. You should still remember this name, right?"

The famous alchemist Flamel, the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone.

Glenn is naturally no stranger to this man, after all, the only magic stone in the world is in his hand.

"Of course." He nodded.

"Nick has a Phoenix relief book in his hand. He can use the two-way magic photos in the book to get in touch with his friends, including Liu." Dumbledore explained.

"So that's it." Glenn nodded thoughtfully. Since this book only appeared once in the movie, Glenn didn't know much about it.

"If we guessed wrong, you should have arranged all your itineraries, right?"

"If you are referring to the time and place of departure, as well as the pick-up person, I have indeed made arrangements." Dumbledore said with a smile, "However, if you cannot obtain Garrick's permission, these can be canceled at any time.

.”

He pointed to the bookshelf behind him, where there was a golden magic book. Apparently, he had borrowed this phoenix embossed book from Flamel.

"I can also try to help you contact Liu now, if you need it."

Glenn hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's wait until I talk to my grandfather and make sure we can leave before contacting Mr. Liu."

After hearing what he said, Dumbledore stopped insisting.

"If there is nothing else, I will go back first, Professor."

Glenn had eaten and drank enough, and had almost finished talking about business, and was ready to leave. Seeing that Dearborn was hesitant and didn't know where to go, he extended an invitation.

"If you have no plans next, Mr. Dearborn, you might as well go back to the wand shop with me. I believe my grandfather will be very happy to see you return safely."

Although Old Ollivander has always been open-minded, Glenn was still a little worried that he would not be able to convince him on this matter.

After all, the death of his parents that year was obviously closely related to his trip to China.

If Dearborn can be used as a lobbyist, the success rate may be improved a lot.

Dearborn was clearly moved. Like Mad-Eye, he had been single for many years and never got married. He had lived alone in the wilderness for more than ten years. His home had already become dilapidated.

It was getting late now, and it was inconvenient to disturb other friends. It was better to spend the night at Glenn's house. After all, he and old Ollivander had been friends for many years and had always had a good relationship.

Dumbledore obviously saw what the two of them were thinking, and said: "It's getting late now. I still have some things to discuss with Mr. Merlin, so I won't keep you any longer. Fox can send you directly to the right place."

Go to Corner Alley."

As he spoke, Fox, who was combing his feathers on the shelf, raised his head, flapped his wings gently, and flew in front of the two of them.

With Dumbledore's assist, Glenn gently stroked Fawkes and extended the invitation again. Dearborn did not refuse too much, stood up, and reached out to touch the tail feathers of the phoenix's sleeves.

The bright firelight flickered, and the scene in front of the two people changed instantly, and they appeared on the gravel road of Diagon Alley in the blink of an eye.

The weather is good tonight, with the bright moon hanging high and the stars twinkling. Most of the shops have closed, and only two or three still have their lights on, and there is a hint of fireworks in the silence.

Dearborn looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar streets, slightly lost in thought. It had been more than ten years since he last left here.

Glenn waited quietly and did not disturb him.

"I'm getting older, and suddenly I'm a little sentimental." When the lights in another store went out, Dearborn sniffed, smiled softly at Glenn, and said with a somewhat self-deprecating tone, "Okay, let's go.

.After so many years, I almost don’t know the way anymore.”

Glenn smiled in agreement and walked towards the wand shop. The entire Diagon Alley was quiet, except for Mr. Carmichael's second-hand shop which was still bustling with people.

Dearborn couldn't help but turn around and look curious.

Glenn made a few casual introductions. Seeing that he seemed interested, an idea vaguely emerged in his mind.

But now was not a good time to talk about this, and he didn't say much.

Although it was long past closing time, the wand shop was still brightly lit, which seemed a bit strange.

Glenn gently pushed open the store door, and the wind chime on the door made a pleasant sound.

Old Ollivander was wiping a wand. He raised his head and said absently: "It's already closed. Tomorrow..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Glenn looking over with a smile, and swallowed back the second half of the sentence.

"You're back?" His expression, which was a little worried a second ago, instantly relaxed, and he walked out from behind the counter in a hurry, "How is it? Is everything going well?"

"Basically, we didn't encounter any danger, it was pretty smooth." Glenn said with a smile, "Not only was it smooth, look at who I brought here."

As he spoke, he turned slightly sideways, revealing the figure behind him.

Grandfather suddenly saw his old friend whom he had not seen for many years. He was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed: "Caradoc! It's you!"

Dearborn couldn't help but smile brightly, took three steps and two steps at a time, couldn't wait to come to old Ollivander and gave him a big hug.

Poor this nearly 100-year-old wand shop owner, he was hugged so tightly that his old bones almost fell apart.