Days wandering around Hogwarts

Chapter 509: Building a Castle
A few days after Charles came back, many people noticed that Hermione was in a strange state, and occasionally she was distracted and thinking about something.

Ron said to Harry, "Hermione is in a daze again, go ask her what happened?"

Harry shook his head and said, "Never mind. I'm worried she's thinking about the House-Elf Liberation Front."

Ron immediately gave up the idea of ​​asking.

Charles, who was sitting opposite them, just raised his eyebrows, ignored them and continued reading.

Harry naturally reached over and picked up Charles's freshly written homework to learn from it, and asked, "Charles, are you going to build a house?"

Charles had been reading a book on how to build homes using magic since the day before, which made Harry curious about what he was planning to do.

"Yeah." Charles turned the page. "I'm planning to build a prison and put you in there. You can't come out until you finish your homework."

What he said was true. There was indeed a method to build such a room in the book. The conditions for leaving included but were not limited to finishing homework, as well as various conditions that the audience liked.

Harry put the homework back immediately. Charles was really capable of such a thing.

He whispered to Charles, "What did you say to Hermione that night?"

Charles looked up at him and said, "That's the trouble of adults, you don't understand yet."

Hermione was thinking about her future work recently, and Charles didn't disturb her.

Several people around immediately started to gossip, and Lavender asked excitedly, "Have you talked to Hermione about her boyfriend?"

Harry nodded and said, "I think so. After this is settled, it's time to buy a house. Charles is going to help her build the house now."

People around him thought what he said made sense, otherwise Charles would have no reason to study how to build a house.

Parvati said a little sourly: "Charles, you will build her a castle."

Everyone thought what she said made sense. With Charles' love for Hermione, he couldn't just satisfy her with a three-bedroom apartment. He needed at least a small castle.

"Yes!" Charles slapped his thigh and turned his head. "Hermione, what kind of castle do you want?"

Hermione didn't want to pay attention to them, but since Charles asked, she said, "I like anything you give me."

She emphasized the word "send".

This is not groundless, but is based on my understanding of Charles.

Harry immediately said, "I want one too!"

Charles said seriously: "Whoever of you can get excellent grades in all the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examinations will be given a castle by me."

He made it sound like a parent promising to buy a toy for their child if he gets full marks on the test.

When Harry heard this, he lay on the table like a dead fish, his eyes dull and his mouth open.

Fred and George took the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examinations last year, and they complained to Harry a lot during the summer vacation that they were not easy.

Harry felt that getting excellent grades in all his subjects was much more difficult than Ruby losing weight or Snape washing his hair.

Everyone looked at Hermione with envy; no one could imagine that she did not perform well in the exam.

Hermione asked Charles, "Are you serious?"

A castle is not a beautiful dress or a table of delicious desserts. Mr. Granger cannot raise enough money to build a castle even if he forces Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Voldemort to sit on chairs one by one and grind their teeth.

Charles said confidently: "Of course it's true, what do you like?"

Hermione frowned and looked at him for a long time, recalling the past, and suddenly figured it out, so she said, "You want me to do the advertising, right? Then I want a good view."

Now that I have figured it out, I'd better use it. Charles nodded, put down the book, and without using the magic wand, he pressed his hands on the table, and when he lifted them up, it was like he was grabbing a ball of shiny colored plasticine.

A mountain covered with lush green trees rises from the desktop, and pin-sized birds can be seen flying up from the trees around it.

On the top of the mountain grew a circle of castles and towers, with snow-white walls, bright red roofs, and a garden in the middle.

Then, a golden statue of Hermione appeared in the middle of the garden, holding a few thick books in her left hand and holding a wand high in her right hand, with a smug expression on her face. It looked to be more than a hundred meters tall, with a circle of fountains around its feet.

The classmates around were amazed at first, but when the Hermione statue came out, they burst into laughter. Lavender laughed so hard that she lost all her strength and fell into Parvati's arms.

Hermione took a deep breath and thought on the bright side, at least there were no cat ears and tail.

But that didn't stop her from picking up the book and throwing it at Charles.

Hermione pouted and said, "I wouldn't like it if it was a big golden statue like that."

Charles smiled and said, "You're overthinking it. China has a magic called turning stone into gold, which can turn stone into the appearance of gold, but it only looks like gold."

He stopped joking and used Neuschwanstein Castle as reference to sculpt a proper castle.

This time Hermione nodded in satisfaction.

This matter spread quickly today.

"Smith is going to give Granger a very beautiful golden castle!"

The girls of Beauxbatons went out of their way to gossip about this matter with Fleur, waiting to see what was going on.

Furong said with a frown, "You'll get used to it. He also gave Gabrielle one."

During the Christmas holidays, Charles took Gabrielle out for a trip and took a lot of photos of the ice castle. The queen was also surrounded by her subjects when she traveled.

No one cared about playing house, but the castle really belonged to Gabrielle, and there was a property certificate.

The students of Hogwarts had no intention of gossiping about this, but just lamented in their hearts that they did not have a father like Charles.

"Charles!" Qiu Zhang greeted from the greenhouse. "Are you still in need of a daughter?"

The girls next to her also looked eager to try.

Charles replied seriously: "Now I am in need of a son-in-law."

The girls laughed so hard that they fell backwards, and returned to the castle laughing.

Before class, Professor Sprout looked at Charles seriously for half a minute and asked very seriously: "You want to build a castle because your grandfather asked you to, right?"

Originally the professors were just joking, but when someone saw Charles borrowing architecture books from the library and thought of past precedents, they all thought he was serious.

Charles blinked. What does this have to do with the old man?

Professor Sprout said proudly, "Hehe, I don't know your grandfather. It's Valentine's Day, and he will definitely give Minerva a big surprise this year!"

Not only her, other professors also think so.

Charles scratched his head. He had other plans, but if the old man knew about this, he would probably order him around without hesitation.

"No." Charles explained the reason directly, "I recently took on a project to build a castle. The specific requirements will depend on what Professor Dumbledore decides."

Professor Sprout was shocked. He was building a castle for Dumbledore?
What did Dumbledore want the castle for? Was he preparing to retire and wanted a place to live in his old age?

Once this thought came into Professor Sprout's mind, it could not be wiped out.

(End of this chapter)