Furthermore, Dumbledore didn't realize that the two iron hands using him as a cricket grabber had malicious intent.
Before coming, he was very curious about the little wizard in this castle.
After all, who would live in a castle with a Muggle?
This was also a chance to meet him.
So he didn't use Apparition, but stood still, allowing the iron hands to seize him.
In an instant, the light around him dimmed. "A luminescent light flickers."
Dumbledore drew his wand and shone it.
A small ball of cold fluorescent light illuminated the darkness.
"Exquisite design, magical accessories never before seen!"
Dumbledore raised his wand and observed the steel palm covered in precise gears, his wise eyes filled with surprise and curiosity.
At Hogwarts, there are similar magical props, such as the school's spiral staircase and the flying broomstick.
Although compared to the latter two, the former still has a lot of room for improvement.
But you should know that the boy I'll introduce to you today comes from a Muggle family and has never formally learned magic.
"Incredible!"
"The tightly meshed gears reveal the designer's care in every detail. Hmm? Do they seem to have independent consciousness?"
"The creator doesn't seem to have assigned an attack mode; otherwise, he might have designed a gigantic stone statue like the one at Hogwarts."
"No! Iron guard!
The more he studied, the more he felt the wonder of this iron palm. This time, I might have discovered a genius for the university!
[A stranger broke in and began the disinfection.]
Suddenly, a cold electronic sound rang in Dumbledore's ears.
With the fluorescent flashes, he saw tubes extending from the inside of the palm. Just when he was a little confused,
Those tubes began to spray white powdery substances and a lot of water.
Then, the entire palm began to shake violently.
Aaron, who was sitting on the sofa, saw his door suddenly turn into two palms, trapping Dumbledore inside, shaking as if he were doing laundry.
An unexpected expression appeared on his face.
He promised! He really didn't know anything about all this!
In reality, he just followed the system's blueprints and built a door he thought was normal to complete the task.
This door hasn't changed in the years since it was built!
However, after The system was updated, it wasn't very... Clear.
Just as Aaron was thinking about how to explain this to Dumbledore later, a cold voice suddenly appeared in his mind.
[Ding! Serial number 001 recognized, creation value +450.]
[Serial number 001: Clean Door [Will cleanse all the dirt from strangers! Passive: Unknown.]]
But upon hearing the reward, Aaron's face suddenly calmed.
He leaned back on the sofa and took a sip of coffee.
"It's over now, what else can I do?"
With that, he opened the panel, flipped through it, and muttered, "Let's see how much creation value I need to pull off ten consecutive robberies."
On the door.
Dumbledore felt himself spinning in a vortex and then drying up.
When he released the large iron hand, he felt dizzy, but his whole body smelled of lavender.
It smelled good, which made him give up. Cast a purification spell.
However, he won't try anything else. Time.
Yes, once is enough!
It's time to meet the owner of the castle. He thought he saw a mischievous boy hiding in the darkness, laughing.
Dumbledore smoothed his wizard robes and cleared his throat. As soon as he looked up, a fat parrot, the size of a chicken, was standing on the gate rail, staring at him silently.
For a moment, he thought he was dazzled.
Is a parrot that big?
But, judging by all appearances, it is a parrot.
The four eyes met, and the air fell silent for a moment.
"Old Deng!" "What are you looking at?"
The parrot suddenly swore, with an authentic London accent.
Aaron, who was about to get up from the sofa, lay back silently. He felt this wasn't the best time to meet.
"But this damn parrot, you have to pluck its feathers and throw it in the henhouse!" Dumbledore obviously hadn't expected the parrot to swear so sharply, and he was stunned for a moment.
He stared closely at the parrot in front of him, and wisdom and a hint of surprise flashed beneath his half-moon glasses.
"This is a magical animal!"
He could sense the extraordinary nature of this parrot, just like the magical creatures in Hogwarts' Forbidden Forest.
Who owns this castle?
The door that turned into a hand, and the magical animals he'd never seen before.
He'd never been so eager to meet a little wizard from a Muggle family as he was today!
[Ding!] Serial number 002 recognized, creation value +478.]
[[Serial number 002: Cursing Parrot [Passive: It is better to offend the mysterious person than to offend it, because it will stand by your bed and scold you every day when you fall asleep for the next month.］］
"…"
Aaron didn't expect the system to give such a high evaluation, and even compared this parrot to Voldemort.
But he could foresee that the whole wizarding world would not be at peace in the future.
Especially Newt, maybe he would have to set up a department similar to the SCP shelter, otherwise it would be very difficult for him to deal with it alone.
But what does this have to do with me?
I'm just a primary school student at Hogwarts.
All this was done by Voldemort, and I have nothing to do with it.
"It's time to step forward, otherwise the old bee might bear a grudge.
Aaron stood up from the sofa and was about to speak when he heard the parrot speak again.
"You bastard, I'm asking you a question!"
"What are you looking at!"
Aaron's face suddenly became very ugly, he snapped his fingers, and the whole castle lit up instantly.
He scolded:"Fat Tiger, shut up, this is my guest!"
"Okay, Master! I understand, Master!"
Aaron politely took off his hat and said, "You must be the headmaster of Hogwarts, right?"
"Please forgive my indifference. I am very sorry for what you have been through."
"Now, I sincerely invite you to have a cup of coffee, okay?"
Dumbledore looked around the castle decoration that he had never seen before, the transparent glass long table, the floor with white light, the magnificent bright decoration, and the lights above his head that looked like the starry sky ceiling of Hogwarts. After looking around, he saw many things that he saw for the first time.
Finally, his eyes stopped at an exquisite table in the living room.
There stood a handsome and pale young man in a well-fitting suit. However, his pale face did not make him look weak, but gave him a touch of aristocratic temperament.
At this time, the young man had one hand behind his back, and the other hand held a round hat on his chest. He bent down slightly, inviting him to come.
"Is that the little wizard I want to introduce today?"
"The owner of this castle? The source of all this magic?"
Dumbledore smiled. At least the other party was a normal-looking little wizard, and very handsome. He was about to raise his foot and walk towards Aaron.
But suddenly a voice froze his smile.
"Lao Deng, what are you standing there for?"
"Didn't you see my host invited you for coffee?"
"Why don't you go? Don't you like it?"