"Of course! I've already informed the school, after all, Harry always gets first place, and the teachers really like him."
"He always gets first place?!"
"Yeah, I'm a great teacher! It's all my credit!"
Harry finally couldn't hold it in: "That's because I'm smart, your teaching is all over the place!"
Ben gave him a glare, then turned to smile at Isabella: "Don't listen to his nonsense. I educate kids very scientifically. You can trust me to teach your kids!"
Harry was speechless, realizing that all this talking around was still Ben trying to brainwash Isabella, fearing she wouldn't let him teach the kids when the time came.
Isabella was unaware, nodding like a chick pecking at rice: "Grandpa, you're a great teacher! You can definitely teach better than Harry and I!"
The old man was finally at ease and took Isabella inside, showing her photos of Harry when he was young.
