All things are three at Hogwarts

"Everything Is Three at Hogwarts"

"Ah, it turns out we're looking for Leonard!" The face of the "Mediterranean" opposite Allen changed so quickly that it would be unbelievable if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes.

He had a gloomy look on his face just now, but in the blink of an eye his smile turned into a flower. He warmly invited Professor Flitwick to come in and sit down, but the small office did not have a chair for visitors to rest on.

He rubbed his hands awkwardly and said with an embarrassed smile: "I'm so sorry, our place is so simple. Professor Flitwick, right? Mr. Leonard Knox is dealing with a very important matter right now. Work, maybe, probably, should be back soon!”

There was a little sweat on this gentleman's forehead, which was incredible in such a cold season. Allen couldn't help but guess the character of Mr. Leonard Knox, whom he had never met.

Maybe it was very majestic, maybe it was very vicious. Of course, it was also possible that it was because he had made meritorious service and was about to be promoted that the official who had said something wrong before was so nervous and kept fawning over and complimenting Allen and the others.

"Do you need me to send a message to Mr. Knox now?" After chatting for a long time, this "Mediterranean" Mr. Abernethy finally said what Professor Flitwick wanted to hear most.

"Of course, thank you very much!" Professor Flitwick couldn't wait to see Knox and leave here. He doesn't like the environment or the people here!

Abernethy wrote some words on a piece of paper, then deftly folded it into a paper mouse and stuffed it into a clear tube in the corner of the table. The paper mouse jumped up extremely nimbly and quickly disappeared from Allen's eyes.

"I've been talking for so long, but I forgot to ask you, have you got a wand permit? All foreigners coming to New York must have it." Abernathy sat behind the desk and wanted to ask Professor Flitwick and Alan Save a little bit in front of Lun.

"Of course, I applied through the postal service a few weeks before Hogwarts even went on vacation." Professor Flitwick was obviously more accustomed to such a business-like tone.

At this time, a hurried voice came from outside the door: "Abernathy, Abernathy, where are they? Where are they?"

Alan keenly noticed a smile on the corner of Professor Flitwick's eyes and brows.

In an instant, a tall, thin man in his 50s with a strong body burst into the office in a hurry.

His eyes were large, constantly moving behind a pair of large glasses; his nose was pointed and long, like a sharp blade; his brows were furrowed, as if they could never be smoothed out.

Allen discovered that the wizard who came in took a step of three feet and clenched his fists as he walked. Allen concluded that this was an impatient wizard.

"Ah ha, Filius, I'm so happy to see you!" He lifted the short Professor Flitwick up. This rude action obviously made Professor Flitwick very unhappy.

"Leonard!" Professor Flitwick screamed softly and kicked him hard in the chest. He quickly put Professor Flitwick down.

"Is this your genius student?" Leonard moved his gaze to Allen and looked up and down.

"Hello, Mr. Knox, I am Alan Harris, a student of Professor Flitwick." Alan saluted Leonard Knox respectfully.

"Ah, hello, Alan Harris." Leonard Knox turned to Flitwick and praised him, "British children are so polite! He is a good boy."

They continued to chat for a few words, and suddenly, countless paper mice came down from the glass pipe above the ceiling and slid onto the table, instantly filling the table.

The sounds of fighting came from upstairs. Leonard's expression changed, he opened a paper mouse, yelled, "Filius, wait for me here." Then he rushed out of the door.

Abernathy also opened a paper mouse, his expression changed drastically, "Ah, you two, I remembered that I have some things to do at home, and I have to leave first. Please excuse me." After that, he picked up the hanging Coat on the chair and left the office in a hurry.

Professor Flitwick and Alan stood awkwardly in the office.

"Professor, what should we do now?" Allen asked.

"I think something terrible must have happened!" Professor Flitwick reached for a paper mouse and took it apart. He saw that it read: The prison has been robbed, the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures has rioted, please hurry up. Come.

"Alan, wait for me here. I'll go up and see the situation." Professor Flitwick told Alan to take shelter in this small office. Such a remote location may be the safest place for the Magical Congress at this time.

Professor Flitwick hurried out the door, and Alan also picked up pieces of paper to see what information was written on them.

Then, he heard a strange sound coming from the pile of paper mice. Alan drew his wand and stared at the table warily.

A mouse that closely resembles a house mouse emerges from a pile of paper mice. He spotted Allen, rolled his beady black eyes, and quickly shot towards the door.

Allen immediately formed a jelly-like sticky substance to seal the door. The flexible mouse was stuck in the middle of the door, struggling hard. Allen then stepped forward and picked up the mouse with his wand. Observe carefully.

Unlike the house mouse, it had a sea anemone-shaped tumor on its back - it was a Motella rat, and Alan recognized its origin.

The Motella rat is a house mouse-like animal that lives in coastal areas of Britain. I don’t know why, but it traveled across the ocean and appeared in New York.

It is a three-star magical creature classified by the Ministry of Magic. Pickling and eating the tumors of these Motla rats will enhance the wizard's resistance to evil spells and bad luck. However, excessive consumption can lead to unsightly purple hair growing around the ears.

The Motla rat, which was pulled by its tail, curled up with all its strength and tried to bite Allen's hand, but it was in vain.

Alan threw it into the pet space and after waiting for a short while out of boredom, Professor Flitwick turned back to the office. He waved his wand, and the jelly-like sticky web Ellen had laid out disappeared without a trace.

"We need to get out of here! It's chaos up there! I don't know when the war will spread here!" Professor Flitwick decisively decided to leave this place of trouble.

They strode quickly up the winding, endless staircase.

Suddenly, Professor Flitwick grabbed Alan, and they hid behind a huge pillar.

I saw a group of Aurors running down the stairs quickly, chasing several masked wizards in black robes, and headed straight for the stairs leading to the basement.

They released spells one after another, trying to stop these men in black. The spell struck the wall, bricks cracked and debris flew everywhere.

After they passed, Professor Flitwick pulled Alan and continued climbing up, finally reaching the entrance hall.

The piercing sirens rang throughout the hall, and people were in commotion. Some people gathered together and whispered nervously, while others in black robes and uniforms were running around anxiously and anxiously.