"No, host, the world has too many restrictions. I'm afraid I'll have to make do with this."

The system chuckled and disappeared from the spot following the force of Shen Yulou's flick on the forehead.

"hehe."

Shen Yulou gave a professional fake smile and still appeared in Godric's Hollow by waving his wand.

Dumbledore was bending over, struggling to pull out some grass; his clumsy, slow movements looked somewhat comical.

He turned his head with difficulty, as if the sunlight beside him was blinding him.

"Oh, dear sir, if you don't mind the trouble, perhaps you could help me pull this weed out."

His eyes seemed to be stung by the light, and tears welled up in them. He quickly blinked and turned his head back.

"certainly."

Shen Yulou bent down, grabbed the blade of grass, and began to exert force.

"Sir, be careful, the serrated edges of the centipede leaves could cut your palm."

Dumbledore reminded him from the side.

Surprisingly, the roots of this centipede grow quite deep.

Shen Yulou also had to put in some effort to pull it out completely intact.

"Thank you for being willing to help an old man like me."

"These centipedes are so annoying, they're everywhere here, and I've been cleaning them up for ages."

Dumbledore winked mischievously at Shen Yulou and gave him a kind smile.

He then pointed to the centipede "corpses" he had cleared away next to him; there seemed to be quite a lot of them.

"The headmaster could collect these grasses; what if Professor Snape likes them?"

In the making of magical potions, centipede grass can be used as an auxiliary material to add special effects or stability to the potion.

Some magicians also use their stored magical energy to perform small magical rituals or enhance their magical perception.

Shen Yulou stood up and patted the hem of his clothes, which were covered with a few bits of grass.

Dumbledore smiled without saying a word, sat down on a wooden stool to the side, and pointed to the stool next to him, inviting Shen Yulou to sit down as well.

"I don't know your name. Are you also a student at Hogwarts?"

"But I don't think I've ever seen you at school."

He stroked his long beard.

"Also, I must say, this magical creature in your hand is absolutely adorable."

Before Shen Yulou could even introduce himself, Dumbledore's face was already close to the little one's.

The little one swung its paw, trying to grab the ball on Dumbledore's hat.

I discovered that my claws were too short to reach the ball.

So he changed his target and threw his face directly into Dumbledore's beard.

Hehehe, Grandpa's beard is so warm and soft, the little one loves it!

The little one clung to Dumbledore's beard with both paws and continued to rub against it.

"Merlin's beard, he's absolutely adorable!"

Dumbledore's eyes darted downwards frantically, completely charmed by the little one's adorable antics.

"Can I touch him?"

He silently raised his hand to mid-air, looking as if he couldn't wait any longer.

Shen Yulou nodded and placed his hand on the table.

"He is a magical creature from the ancient East."

Under Dumbledore's curious gaze, Shen Yulou anticipated his question.

"This is absolutely amazing."

Dumbledore's arm was surrounded by the cub's nine tails, as if he were being treated like a fun toy.

“I am an immortal from the East. I have come to you to apply for a teaching position at Hogwarts.”

What is an immortal?

Dumbledore was somewhat curious about this unfamiliar word.

"Simply put, it's a type of magician, but we use magic in a different way than you."

Shen Yulou opened the original owner's storage space and filled a table with talismans, pills, alchemy furnaces, cultivation techniques, and other rare and precious materials.

If there wasn't enough room on the table, we put it on the floor.

Would you mind if I introduced myself to you?

Dumbledore became even more curious upon seeing these things, and gently touched the sword on the table with his other hand.

"I couldn't have gotten it."

"These things look absolutely amazing."