Copy 1: In a beautifully decorated house on Baker Street, a woman with short blue hair and a beautiful face was sitting on the sofa and reading a book leisurely.
As if she heard something, she picked up the wand on the table and came to the door. Then there was a knock on the door, and she opened it. A gentle old man with a white beard and glasses appeared at the door. She turned sideways to let the old man in. She waved the magic wand in her hand, and some pastries and homemade milk tea poured out of the milk tea pot flew out from the full food in the refrigerator and flew into the tea cups and fruit plate on the table by the window.
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"So, Professor Dumbledore," the woman picked up the cup and took a sip of the sweet milk tea, "you mean to let me serve as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for one year? You also know what kind of person I am."
The old man smiled and nodded, with a gentle tone: "Son, no one is more suitable for this job than you, and it's only for one year."
The woman compromised and put down the tea cup: "Okay. But don't you leave without bringing some sweets? I went to Huaxia to buy mooncakes, they are sweet."
She watched Dumbledore apparate away with a bag of moon cakes, picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, then looked accurately at a window on the second floor of the opposite house with house number 221b, and then raised his tea cup to signal. Even though she couldn't actually see the man in the room opposite from this position, she still smiled slightly and put her index finger on her lips at the window.
Copy 2: About the fact that I picked up the boyfriend assigned by the school during my first year as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.
Ps: It may be OOC, or it may be a Mary Sue
Mission: Original world peace