Librarian at Hogwarts

Star bright.The breeze is warm.

Ignat and Dumbledore chatted for a long time.

Originally, Ignat thought that for such an outstanding wizard, yes, Dumbledore at this age had already achieved many achievements that wizards would never achieve in their lifetimes, and it was difficult for Ignat to imagine what Dumbledore would achieve in the future. Achievement.

Therefore, he felt that such an excellent wizard should be able to talk about magic or the unreasonable system of the Ministry of Magic.

Because many people spend their lives in this constant pursuit of strength and power.

But Dumbledore didn't say a word about it.Naturally, Ignat had no intention of talking about empty and boring topics like systems or rules.

The thing that the two of them had been arguing about for a long time turned out to be some food recipes.For example, does a pot cake taste better with vanilla or lemon juice?Is Muggle ice cream cold or hot?

If the other wizards heard this, they would definitely be shocked.

Who could have imagined that two wizards who are so talented and accomplished in the field of magic would talk about delicious food.

"...Dumbledore, it's really a pleasure to chat with you. Those jokes of yours, you actually ordered Peeves to deliberately turn the light bulb backwards on Halloween... These are really funny. ." Ignat smiled from ear to ear. It could be seen that he hadn't laughed so relaxedly in a long time.

Dumbledore stood next to Ignat, with a slight smile on his face and half a dimple on his handsome face.

"Yes. And there are many interesting things in the school. The longer you stay, the more you will find that you can't leave this school." Dumbledore said softly, but his eyes were already looking towards Looking into the distance, it seems that there is a person worth missing standing in the distance.

Ignat didn't notice the longing in Dumbledore's tone. He was always very insensitive to those subtle emotions.

"Dumbledore, I have a secret that I want to tell you... Of course, you can't tell anyone else. I'm telling you as a friend."

Originally, Ignat wanted to keep this secret forever.

But now Igno's heart felt itchy.

After meeting this outstanding wizard, he had always wanted to see the wizard in front of him who amazed everyone.

This mentality is very strange, but it can probably be explained by the desire to win or lose.

Dumbledore's ocean-like blue eyes flashed for a moment. His face was a little unusually excited and excited at this moment, but he soon suppressed it and turned into normal curiosity.

He said, "It's an honor to be able to share my secrets with others."

Ignat no longer wanted to hear Dumbledore say those polite words such as 'honored' and 'excited'. He felt that his secret would definitely shock the wizard.

He grabbed Dumbledore's hand and ran quickly to his room.

This scene is really unimaginable. Professor Dumbledore, who is usually elegant and gentle, and the administrator who often has a paralyzed face in the library, would actually be like [-] or [-]-year-old boys in the corridor of the school. Running wildly.

"Dumbledore, I will show you this later. You will definitely be surprised. Yes, this thing took me an unknown amount of time to work on..."

Ignat opened his hut. The house was still very tidy, and Xiu Xiu was playing with a sparkling gem on the floor intently.

Ignat came down and pulled out an old-fashioned brown leather suitcase from under the bed.

"Dumbledore, you must not imagine what is inside this."

Ignat deliberately let it slip.

"I think it should be some of yours... Well, maybe some snacks... It can't be Muggle clothes..." Dumbledore guessed.

A smile appeared on Igno's face, "You guessed the first one correctly."

He opened the box, and the inside was no different from the suitcase used by ordinary Muggles. There were pajamas, various maps, diaries, alarm clocks and other things inside.

"Don't think it's as simple as me just showing you Muggle stuff..."

Igno said confidently, he had already begun to imagine the wizard's expression when he would feel the shocking scene next.

Ignat closed the leather suitcase again, then turned the brass turntable on it, and heard a 'dang' sound. When he opened the suitcase again, all the original clothes disappeared, replaced by a pair of A diagonal downward passage.

"Come on, Dumbledore, come in and take a look."

Ignat led Dumbledore down.

This seemingly small passage became extremely spacious after the two of them entered.

“First stop, my little wooden shack!”

Ignat declared proudly, showing Dumbledore his proud work.

This is a wooden room with a circular roof. There is a camp bed inside. There are various tools hanging on one wall, and next to the tools there are many books and manuscripts. .

"It's really amazing." Dumbledore admired from the side.

"That's nothing."

Ignat led Dumbledore outside the house.

The space outside the house is very vast, as if an entire continent has been packed into a box.

"Excellent extension spell, Ignat... Your hand is really outstanding." Dumbledore exclaimed immediately.

Ignat rubbed his nose proudly, and he couldn't help but twist his body.

"Yes, it took me a lot of effort."

"The extension spell requires too much control over the spell. If you are not careful, the space will be squeezed, and even affect the normal space that has been expanded."

Igno took out two goblets from the house and poured a cup of licorice tequila into each.

He handed one of the glasses to Dumbledore, and then took a small sip himself.

"Pure Scottish brewing... I bought this with great difficulty after visiting several places in Scotland... Now there is only a small barrel left in the house."

The spicy wine invades the taste buds.

Both Ignatius and Dumbledore thoroughly enjoyed the taste sensation brought by licorice tequila.

"There are still many surprises here."

Ignat and Dumbledore continued to explore the entire area.

Soon, the first thing they came to was a bamboo forest.

There are tall trees growing here, and there is a tree specifically for the bowtruckle to live in.

"Okay, little guy, you can go home and rest."

Ignat took the Bowtruckle out of his jacket pocket and placed it gently on the tree trunk.

Bowtruckle seems to have experienced many exciting adventures today, and it really needs a good rest.

I saw it tearing off a leaf from the tree, then rolling it into the shape of a mat, then pillowing the leaf behind it, and fell asleep peacefully.

"This is a bamboo forest habitat...only the Bowtruckle lives in it now. But I think more creatures will definitely come in in the future."

Ignat explained to Dumbledore.

Later, under Dumbledore's amazed gaze, he took Dumbledore to see the cave habitat, where Sniffs lived.

In the cave habitat, there is a suspended clod of soil with a tree planted on top of the clod, and below the clod is a cave, which emits golden light from time to time.

It's hard to imagine how many treasures are hidden inside.

There are many areas in this space, such as cave habitats, snow habitats, light bulb habitats...

The lightbulb habitat floats above other habitats, and there will be many glowing creatures on it, acting as the sun and stars of the entire world.

"A marvelous masterpiece...Igno."

Dumbledore drank a lot of wine from the goblet, and his face began to blush. It was obvious that he was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.

"There is still a lot of space here, Albus. I think if you come back in a few years, you will find that there will be a lot of habitats opened up inside, and there will be a lot of magical creatures by then. Yes. Yes, there is a lot of space now, but there are relatively few living things."

"I hope to protect those injured magical creatures and let them return to normal life when they get better or can adapt to the world again..."

Igno drank the tequila in his hand.His eyes seemed to be able to see phoenixes and dragons flying inside.

Dumbledore's eyes flashed, and he said sincerely, "This is really a great goal...To love and protect magical creatures...Ignatius, I have to say that there are few wizards like you. He has such noble character."

Ignat smiled, looked at Dumbledore, and asked curiously, "What about you? Albus, what are your goals? Don't lie, I'm not that easy to fool."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered and his body shook involuntarily.

His eyes were firm and his tone was affirmative.

"Yes... I also have a goal. I won't be afraid of making fun of you if I tell you..."

"That's a goal I think is ambitious..."

"It's for the greater good..."