"Shut up! Sirius." Allen had to raise his voice and suffocate the two of them again, then he stood up, opened the window, and suddenly shouted, "Frobe slime flying, Frobe slime flying."

Two brown creeping insects about ten inches, about the same diameter as the plate, with thick and round brown creeping worms flying in from the wet ditch beside the walls under the castle and landed on the principal's desk. They, who were not moved, did not dare to move after the first flight during the worm life, and quietly pretended to die. But then these two were controlled by Allen, even if they were unforgivable, and the body suddenly broke out. The body entangled with another caterpillar. The insect that originally liked to eat lettuce leaves began to bite the other's head.

"Alan, you're..." Sirius looked at the two Flober worms with dark gray eyes disgusted, and his tone was puzzled, "Let's watch you play with bugs?"

Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at the lifeless Flober worm. His black eyes flashed dangerously, and his heart couldn't help but guess: "The other party called himself and the stupid dog to see this... This is an insult? Does he think we are facing him like these two Flober worms?"

At this time, the Flober sticky insect that was gnawing on his head quickly stopped struggling and froze silently. Alan directly pulled Sirius to the chair: "Sit firmly and don't move around!"

Then, Alan did not speak, and he explained with his actions. He gestured to the remaining sticky worm. Then, in Sirius's stunned gaze, something that was almost unsightly could not be seen was separated from the body of the Flober sticky worm and shot towards Sirius' forehead.

At such a close distance and unexpectedly, Sirius sitting in the chair could not avoid this thing. Then he felt a pain in his eyebrows, and the godfather of Harry began to cover his head like his godson, Harry.

At this time, Snape, who was beside him, saw the clues. He stood up suddenly, quickly approached like a big bat, and raised his hand to break the wound on Sirius' forehead. He saw a scar similar to Harry's lightning mark appeared on the middle of Sirius's eyebrows. The mark was like a thick round sticky insect outline object with a bold number 1.

"Go away, snot." Sirius found that Snape's face was in front of him in a brief pain. He uneasyly made him push the other person away with both hands. He took out his wand and turned into a mirror. He looked carefully and felt the unsmooth skin, and felt the panic of the uprising contained in it. He calmed down and realized that this was a contact from the bug on the table. He murmured with uncertainty: "Alan? Are you making me... a Horcrux of Flober's sticky insect?"

"Think about it with your biceps that grow into the cranial cavity..." Snape did not try to get closer after being pushed away. He already understood Allen's thoughts, "Principal Harris will show us next..."

Alan nodded and raised his pale and slender hand... Although his eyes were on his own decorations... He turned his eyes to focus on the caterpillar scar on Sirius' forehead, and then turned his eyes and put down his hands and began to draw in his raven bag.

This abnormal behavior, which is different from Alan's usual clean and neat actions, made Snape and Sirius feel a little nervous and uneasy, worried that whether the extracting soul fragments was a misjudgment, would be much more difficult than he imagined.

Alan didn't look at them, and he took out a gem for a long time: "Sirius took away his hand and let me see the size..." As he said, he looked at the gem with his thumb, just like those painters and artists who used their thumb to look at the proportions, he gestured the gem against Sirius's forehead scar, and then began to carve it - soon, Alan carved it into an Arabic numeral three by a few strokes.

After completing all this, Alan nodded with satisfaction, then turned the digit gem horizontally, and used the point in the middle of the three Arabic numerals to the bottom of the mark in Sirius's eyebrows, and then stuck it on it.

"Capture the soul!"

As Allen's words fell, strange magic waves echoed indoors, attracting a trace of mist to float out from Sirius's eyebrows, slowly gathering into a stream, rotating and gathering in the air, and finally compressing into a very small and strange red gem-like thing, which fell into Allen's hands.

Snape's body, which was originally sitting upright, leaned back on the back of the chair, and his soothing and thin face was full of sarcasm, "It's very suitable for this stupid dog to use as a horde of the sticky insects.

Sirius felt the connection between the Flober sticky worm on his forehead was cut off, and he observed the change of Snape's original cold expression. He quickly held up his wand to prevent looking at his forehead. The scar was still in place just now, but it had faded a lot: "Alan, you do it..."

"Don't move! This is the last point!" Allen continued to press the numerical three-type gem in Sirius's eyebrows with his hands. He had no intention of letting it go at all, but began to chant the spell again silently, and the gem became hot-sparking - this kind of heat came and went quickly, and it disappeared before Sirius screamed, as if it had never appeared before.

"Okay, the ceremony is all completed." Allen finally took back the gem, but his expression also became a little weird and depressing in Sirius's eyes. "The mark in your eyebrows is already a simple scar. When you go back, you will be able to apply some white moss or care about anything in a few days..."

Snape looked at Sirius' forehead in surprise, and he picked up his hand and put it on his lips and coughed twice.

"It's over? You really did it?" Sirius's face turned red at this time. Since he learned about his child-rearing situation, the stone pressing on his chest felt clean. "I'll bring Harry here now!"

"Cough..." Allen cleared his throat, his expression seemed a little stiff. "About the scar on Harry's forehead..." Allen was so excited that he stood up and leaned forward on the table, Sirius, who was leaning forward in his arms, sat back, "But I don't think it's necessary to do this for the time being."

"Why?!!!!" Sirius blurted out, and his brows frowned in anxiety.

Snape originally wanted to ask, but a sudden flash of light in the room surprised him. Then his eyes suddenly saw Sirius' eyebrows, and he forced his words back. His pale face suddenly had some abnormal blush and his shoulders began to tremble.

"Harry is very useful in Grigovic's affairs, right? Tom's brain has been abnormal recently, which can help us learn more real news... And for Harry himself..." Allen held his hands together, "The principle of the Avadassauer's curse is to act on the human body... Although Harry's forehead is only the size of lightning..." Allen shrugged, "But if the hit Harry's forehead just happens to be Harry's forehead, this spell that can only target one soul at a time... Although the probability is very small, it's a good idea to do so.

Is it not good to help Harry block this?" (Author's note: In the original world trajectory, Harry became the real master of the old wand, so when Voldemort used the old wand to fight Harry Avada, the old wand was unwilling to kill its master without changing hands, so it chose to kill the soul fragment of Voldemort on Harry's forehead. But now the situation is different, this probability can basically only appear when the scar is in the curse?)

"Stop kidding, what's the use of such a small place... It's better to wear a jacket full of mice... This thing is a bit useful, but a guy in the Middle Ages did this and killed himself from a severe plague..." Sirius shook his head, "Alan, I still hope you can drive him away this soul fragment as soon as possible... to avoid being used by...."

"Actually, the main reason is that I have promised Dumbledore not to interfere in Harry without authorization... So, we have to tell him openly... It is too disrespectful to do it directly behind his back." Allen's eyes were placed in the center between Sirius' eyes, "You can tell Dumbledore about this, or make an appointment with us to meet... I also happen to have some information to tell him..."

"Don't tell him? I'm Harry's godfather... OK OK... I don't know you're so respectful to people..." Sirius pursed his lips dissatisfied, "Why would the snot sperm go and tell Dumbledore? Anyway, he likes to report..."

Snape immediately began to mock: "It seems that the stupid lion of Gryffindor has lost his courage when facing Dumbledore?"

"Enough! Sirius." Allen stopped, "But if Dumbledore disagreed and was unwilling to discuss, you don't have to argue with him. You can tell me at any time that I can take the soul fragments from Harry at any time..."

"Well, Allen, I can only do this... If Harry saw something through the mysterious man, I would let him come to you directly..." Seeing Allen say this, Sirius still didn't agree, he could only take out a roll of nailed parchment from his pocket and handed it to Allen, "When I came here, I asked for leave from Josephine, she asked me to bring this to you... Why do you want these information from abroad, regardless of the region?"

"It's okay, just plan..." Allen fooled a few words casually, then remembered something serious and said, "By the way, Harry lost the invisible clothes... As the principal, I should be fully responsible... I will strengthen the security work of Hogwarts..." He paused, "Other compensation plan... Let's do this, anyway, he only uses it for activities such as night tour adventures. I'll compensate him for a copy of the invisible skin every few years, and make sure to replace it before it expires... Of course, Harry can't tell others that I gave it to me, otherwise other students will think that I gave Harry the green light to encourage him to break the curfew rules..."

"No, no, no, I just need to buy it for him... It's mainly because it's a relic given to him by James. It's more important than practical value. So it's best for you to check it out. If it can be safely brought back, I can buy invisible beast skin invisible clothes for the thief regularly..." Sirius waved his hand, "And won't my snot and me have broken your office too... I'll go to the Wizard Bank to transfer it to you..."

"Principal Harris, I won't disturb you..." Snape stood up. He felt assured when he heard the loss of the Invisible Clothes and had done this to anyone. Unwilling to listen, he strode towards the spiral stairs of the principal's office. However, when he left, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Sirius.

"Get out of the snot spirit! What are you looking at!" Sirius was a little annoyed by Snape's venomous look.

"I try... but Sirius, you have to know that this thing is a creation of death. Divination is not very good for it. It has its own power screen to block the prophecy. Among the three holy tools, especially the invisible cloak... If this kind of exploration magic cannot be hindered, it is actually no different from ordinary imitations..." Allen sighed, "But I will put Victor in charge. It may take a long time, but since it has memorial significance, as long as it is not damaged... I promise to get it back." Allen's eyes continued to remain in Sirius' brow, "As for compensation and points deduction, I don't think it is necessary. I have already gotten back the compensation myself..."

"Have it taken? When?" Sirius asked in confusion. According to his understanding of Allen, he felt a little uneasy at this time.

At this time, Snape, who had already walked down the spiral stairs for a few steps, stopped: "Principal Harris, please give me one when the photos are washed out..."

"Photo? What photo?" Sirius asked in confusion, and according to his understanding of Snape, he felt even more uneasy at this time.
Chapter completed!