All things are three at Hogwarts

"He knew a secret about my family and was a little stimulated..." Emily looked at Pansy, "If your father has also surrendered, maybe my brother can let you know... Goyle's father should come out soon. .”

Pansy frowned, her eyes shifted uneasily, her steps slowed down, and she tried to open her mouth, but in the end no sound came out.

"Huh?" Emily noticed Pansy's expression, "Any news about your father?"

When Pansy saw Emily asking her, she said in a low voice: "Some time ago, he found an opportunity to project himself into the fireplace... I don't know what happened to the mysterious man, and it seemed that he couldn't see a future... So he said he wanted to surrender when he found an opportunity, but..." Pansy paused, "This arrest and trial of pure-blood families with connections to Death Eaters may have frightened him... I explained your good intentions to him, But he seems to think you won’t let him go…”

"The Harris family promised not to pursue the case, so of course they won't pursue it. They want to take refuge but don't believe it..." Laura's ponytail swung back suddenly, and she accused harshly, "Your father's plane is too disrespectful to the young lady. Home."

"You can't say that about Laura. From his point of view, it's understandable to be worried." Emily took advantage of the situation and held Pansy's cold hand, comforting, "Don't talk about Malfoy's Draco and yours." Relationship, I will also plead with Allen, my brother will not break his promise, we'd better communicate with him after class and let him give some ideas." She let go of her hand and waved to Laura and Gabri, who was silent on the side, " Let's go, let's go to the teacher first, Alan has been too lazy recently... It's not easy to come and give us a lesson in person..."

In fact, many students were eagerly looking forward to Allen's class. Some anxiously ordered hamburgers and sandwiches for lunch and ate them while waiting outside the duel venue in advance.

Allen pushed the door open, and he skillfully placed the Phoenix Ankh on his shoulder on the perch provided for it next to him. He also threw a few pieces of roasted rabbit meat into the food basin, and then turned around and walked down to the duel arena.

"Long time no see, classmates... eh? Why are you so serious..." Allen put his hands on his staff and looked at the eager students around him, "Oh, Professor Crevat will not be here today... Allen winked at the students, as the former principal loved to do, "I think we can take it easy in class today and not be so disciplined."

Seeing that Penello, who had been managing them somewhat militaristically, was not present, and hearing Allen's familiar and friendly voice and somewhat naughty expression, the classroom boiled like boiling water in an instant.

"Principal Harris, we all know that you were framed. You have been wronged..."

"Those dark wizards are so cunning and disgusting. They actually attacked Scrimgeour to frame you..."

"Principal Harris, my family and I have always believed in you."

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"The difficulties that have been overcome are the opportunities for victory... I am grateful for your trust in me, but I am really ashamed of Scrimgeour on this matter... If I had made peace with him earlier, everything would not have happened..." Allen Apologizing, he pressed his hands down to restore silence to the classroom full of flattery, "But today let's focus on the classroom. I noticed that you have all made great progress and your strength has improved." Improvement, this is very good... So what I want to teach you today is to give you more self-protection capabilities to avoid tragedies like Scrimgeour from happening again..."

The wizards here puffed up their chests with pride, and some wizards who had recently neglected to practice because of the approaching holiday were blushing.

"Just like I promised you before..." Allen's eyes slid over these fiery-eyed wizards, "The biggest advantage of the spell I'm going to teach you today is that you don't have to worry about the spell anymore. Accuracy issue...Of course, it is not a large-scale attack spell such as Fierce Fire or Freezing Curse, but the magic energy it shoots has an automatic tracking and aiming function..."

The wizards in the audience exclaimed in surprise, and the classroom became noisy with sudden discussions and whispers. Harry elbowed Ron, and Michael and Anthony leaned forward in excitement... Alan's magic class never disappoints.

"Hermione? Did Allen teach you in advance?" Ginny pulled Hermione next to her, but was surprised to find that the witch who was least likely to slip away in Hogwarts was actually distracted.

Ginny turned sideways and found Hermione with rosy cheeks rubbing a coin-shaped object in her hand.

Ginny reached over her head and carefully looked at the blood flowing inside. Thinking of the scene when she and her parents attended the wedding of Albert and Fleur, she almost screamed in surprise. She covered her mouth and whispered : "This is a blood pact...Hermione, is it between you and Allen?"

Hermione trembled when Ginny caught her, and she felt her cheeks heat up. She quickly clasped her palms, tightened her blood oath, nodded to Ginny casually, sat up straight, and made He was in a state of listening to the lectures wholeheartedly.

Lavender snorted in amusement, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ron's hand, which was still looking at the stage stupidly, as if to declare his ownership.

Harry noticed the expressions of the girls and thought for a moment that he didn't need to choose anything else for Ginny as a Christmas gift this year. However, he didn't know much about this kind of magic, so he was worried about whether he could learn it in time for Halloween and whether he needed to ensure it. Ginny also has to learn...

"Now, let me demonstrate this spell to you. Voldemort and the Death Eaters are now keen on summoning some demons as their thugs. These demons are very suitable as your targets, and you can also take the opportunity to familiarize yourself with their habits. "Alan paused, his indifferent eyes swept over the surrounding wizards, and raised his slender, pale right hand, "In addition, these demons are different from the demons that I and the Aurors like to summon. They are very chaotic, and you can't predict their next move. What will they do... This makes me hate this, so I don't have to worry about their feelings when I practice..."

As he spoke, in order to demonstrate to the group of wizards, Allen took out a wand similar to that of the wizards. He raised his arm, drew an irregular M with the wand in the air, and then retracted it neatly. The wand was repeated three times without any unnecessary movement.

After demonstrating the overall movements, he meticulously broke down the key points of this magic into detailed movements, giving a rough demonstration of every subtle movement of the wrist and the amplitude of the wand.

The wizards were still listening to Allen's explanation and paying attention to his wand when they saw him wave his other hand casually. Three hundred-eyed ghosts, which were considered intermediate demons, were summoned by Allen, and they fell into the field. .

This sudden monster with a distorted and indescribable appearance made the little wizards scream. Their hundreds of swollen and different orange arms waved wantonly. Under their trampling, crushing and grabbing by their arms, the grass was covered with water. The turf, the stone pillars on the training ground, everything that blocked them were torn to pieces.

As soon as they came out, they rolled in one direction at will, as if they wanted to attack people, but everyone soon discovered that they could not break through a confinement range drawn by Allen - Allen snatched it from Voldemort. The demonic spell book he came from is still in his pocket, because the chaotic characteristics in it are not the same as Allen's own ideas. Although there is no hindrance to him to cast these spells with his strong strength, the inner feeling The feeling of rejection made him have no idea how to use these spells.

However, as a Ravenclaw with a strong thirst for knowledge, he still read through it when he was free and had enough understanding of these relatively obscure black magic.

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