All things are three at Hogwarts

When Alan watched Cheryl also go to the hospital.

"Pah. Pah. Pah..."

There was applause behind Allen, and he looked back and saw Mrs. Rosmerta standing at the door, clapping happily, and Hermione and Leonard also appeared at the door.

"Alan... It seems that you do have your own considerations in these matters. You can only regard the suggestion I just made as a reference, but I still hope you can be more cautious... During the World Wizarding Duel Competition, Jesse and I Cards will all be there to cheer for Ian..." Leonard patted Allen on the shoulder and showed a warm smile, "Don't look at me like that, you don't need this, right? The organizing committee heard that it is also for your existence. It’s a headache. Many players have already begun to consider quitting the competition after watching your live broadcast.”

The only remaining clouds in the sky gathered together again, and the sunlight that briefly appeared was temporarily blocked again, but it seemed that it would clear up soon.

Leonard was greeted very warmly by Mrs. Rosmerta and left the Three Broomsticks Tavern with a backpack filled with various drinks and snacks that had been casted with a traceless stretching spell.

"Hermione, let's go take a look at the nearby expansion site." Allen extended an invitation to Hermione, then turned to the guards and said, "Everyone, feel free to do as you like, I will take Miss Granger home later. "

Without any hesitation, the guards followed Alan's orders but chose to stay in Hogsmeade in case the situation changed.

Walking slowly along the streets of Hogsmeade, Alan and Hermione did not enter any shops like they did when they first came to Hogsmeade. Now because of the holidays, these shops also seemed deserted, and some shops were occupied by three people each. A small obelisk engraved with magic words surrounds the center, as if to mark that it is controlled by a pure-blood family.

Looking outside the village of Hogsmeade, we can already vaguely see the general division of the area with the very neat stone walls erected in a circle. From a distance, we can see that some spire buildings have begun to take shape. The scale It was a majestic enough to awe the sparsely populated wizards.

Some wizards wearing costumes with protective umbrella logos shuttled among these extremely huge architectural embryos, using their wands to direct the construction of various huge materials. Compared with Muggles, the speed of construction using magic is amazing.

Although according to the basic rules of Gamp's transformation spell, the permanent buildings being created cannot use transformation spells that will fail after the magic dissipates, but with the help of sufficient raw materials and magic, they can completely ignore many steps, and those areas are completely destroyed. The mist generated by the fire and high temperature was shrouded. The metal forged by these hot alchemical magic flames was directed to change its shape into a steel frame. The cement powder, stones and water were directed to fly towards these targets before they began to mix, which originally required The waiting time for solidification is also completely omitted.

These buildings that were completed almost instantly were buzzing and noisy, but all the projects were being constructed in an orderly manner. Large stones were flying in the air, and they were built according to those delicate and complicated drawings. The segmented wood was transported to a pile. The wizards used magic to carry the seemingly heavy building materials. They waved their wands wantonly and processed the building materials into the shapes they wanted. If it was not necessary to decorate the house with various The magical effects such as the seamless telescopic spell and constant temperature insect repellent, as well as the detailed decoration will also take time. It is expected that the project progress will not take a whole holiday.

Her eyes swept over the orderly construction site, and Hermione, whose obsessive-compulsive disorder was satisfied, slowed down her usual hurried tone and said, "Alan, I just wanted to tell you that Firenze told me that there are some wizards who have been in contact with me recently. The horse people tribe, they are inciting these horse people, using the ridiculous reason that we will drive these horse people out of the Forbidden Forest when we rebuild and expand, suggesting that they stand up to resist, and many people even sponsor some of them. Enchanted bow and arrow."

"My relationship with the centaurs was because we completed a... deal with each other in the first grade? Well, it can be said that the relationship has been very good since then. It doesn't matter..." Allen touched his bald chin and didn't care, "You How is your parents’ house designed?”

"Alan! I know that the relationship between centaurs and you is very good. Out of trust in you and distrust of those pure-blood families, Alan, they actually did not accept the temptation of these pure-blood families at first... But as time went by As time went on, we were carrying out construction projects here. When we saw the sites being renovated, someone told them that we would build a large dragon farm near the Forbidden Forest and move the Umbrella Magical Creatures Sanctuary here as well. Firenze said that many people are very worried...many centaurs trust you and will not believe your lies that you will drive them away, but the thought of being neighbors with ferocious magical animals such as fire dragons makes them very worried. Uneasy." Hermione crossed her arms and frowned.

Allen was not as worried as Hermione. He raised his hand to feel the cool breeze after the rain, "Hermione, it's hot in summer... but the weather after heavy rain is very cool... before the sun is out." Come out completely, how about we ride a broomstick and fly in the sky of Hogsmeade for a while? I remember that you seemed a little unfinished about your last flight."

"Alan! I think this matter is very serious." Hermione pursed her lips in disapproval, "Listen to me, the tone Firenze told me...you know, it was originally driven out, but the centaurs Now I am so uneasy that I need to tell us about this through him..." Hermione shook her head, "Maybe it's the same reason you told me Gaia and they now prefer to stay with Lunn. In the eyes of the centaurs, you have been Because of the influence of black magic, the attitude of these creatures with keen senses has also changed. Firenze is very worried... Some impulsive foals who have just grown up in the centaurs tribe have feelings for the dragon farm... uh, foals. That's what he said, he was worried that these young centaurs would be incited... You know they expanded their territory a lot after the Acromantula was captured by us..."

"Don't worry Hermione, centaurs are a very trustworthy race. They are different from humans. Humans pursue interests, but centaurs value friendship more. Regardless of whether they already have doubts about me, they will not take the initiative to destroy peace and harmony. My friendly relationship... will not attack me first. Firenze is more worried about what problems will happen on my side, and reminds me... you know that our wizards are no better than goblins among these intelligent magical creatures. How much." Allen's serious voice brushed away the anxiety from Hermione's brows, and then Allen resumed his playful smile, "And even if they are really instigated or we need...Hermione, don't forget that the centaurs are originally They believe in polytheism, and those at Hogwarts... still believe in the goddess of luck!"

"That's Luna lying!" Hermione still said something as usual to show that she didn't agree with something she thought was not moral, but she herself let go of the matter that was weighing on her heart.

Hermione, who was feeling relaxed, thought of Allen's suggestion just now. She didn't want to act like a spoiler all the time, and because Hermione recalled the previous Quidditch match, she did feel a little bit addicted, so she shouted excitedly: : "Let's go, I'll take you around the Black Lake. The residential area is there... use a broomstick to get there!" As if she felt that her tone was too exciting, Hermione paused and added, "This is fine in the sky. Get a bird’s eye view of the school.”

"Okay." Allen responded and was about to reach into his pocket to take out two broomsticks. But as soon as he put his hand on the bag, he heard Hermione calling, "Alan, come up, I'll bring it this time." You can fly and you can guide me.”

Seeing that Hermione had taken out a brand new Firebolt, Alan, who was surprised that the other party had bought the best broom for him, touched his hand to his pocket and watched Hermione change his attitude towards flying broomsticks. Resisting, his cheeks were rosy and excited because he was about to fly, he had to suppress his original plan to ride separately. Thinking of the memory of Hermione riding Cornflower to the speed of Firebolt in the previous game, Allen swallowed again, He walked up behind Hermione a little stiffly, spread his legs and sat on it, putting his hands on Hermione's waist, "Hermione, I think just like what Mrs. Hooch taught in flying lessons, you'd better fly first." slower."

"Alan, don't worry. I actually practiced using Cornflower secretly a few times before, even though this is my first time carrying people." Hermione looked like a good student who secretly did some pranks, and seemed a little inexplicably excited, " Let you see my progress, this time I will take you to heaven!"

"Uh...Hermione, since you want my guidance...I think it's just like what Mrs. Hooch taught you in flying lessons, you'd better fly slowly..." Before Allen could finish his words, he felt a violent force in his body. The ground leaned back, causing his hands to instinctively start to scratch to prevent him from being thrown away. The broomstick controlled by Hermione had no speed transition at all, and flew into the sky just like this.

"Hey" Hermione, who found that she couldn't speak normally because of the strong wind in her mouth, turned around and shouted, "Alan!!! Firebolts and cornflowers are different?! How to brake?!!!"

Because of the strong wind in his mouth and the shock of such a high speed, which even a professional Quidditch player had never experienced before, Allen's screams were all squeezed into a squeaking sound by the wind pressure.