All things are three at Hogwarts

"Five points from Ravenclaw!" Percy Weasley squeezed out from the crowd of onlookers, "No magic is allowed in the corridor. I have to report this matter, you know!"

But Allen didn't care at all. As long as he could stop the dwarf from singing the so-called Valentine's Day greetings and not be embarrassed in front of everyone, even if Ravenclaw had to lose five points for this, it was worth it.

On the other hand, Percy, a Gryffindor, why did this class appear near the Charms classroom on the fourth floor?

Percy's two provocations made Alan realize that he was hostile to him!

This is simply inexplicable. Ron and Harry are good brothers. They like to go to the women's bathroom. What does it have to do with him?

Alan frowned. If Percy kept staring at him and causing trouble for him, he wouldn't mind giving him a lesson.

Professor Snape was completely unmoved by the increasingly relaxed and joyful atmosphere in the castle, and the amount of homework assigned made all the little wizards complain.

"Hair tonic needs to be added with rat tail!" When Allen was writing a paper on hair tonic, he thought of the "Mediterranean" Abernethy from Magical Congress of the United States of America!

Why doesn't he use hair restorer? He should be able to brew such a simple potion, unless he has experienced any special magical damage!

You really can’t underestimate everyone around you. Maybe they have experienced more ups and downs in places you don’t know.

No one can predict the ups and downs of life. Abernethy's current sophistication may be due to the many obstacles he encountered when he was young!

Everyone has their own way of life and their own way of dealing with this ever-changing world.

As long as it's harmless to others, don't worry too much and just live your life.

After finishing the long paper, Allen stood up easily and planned to get some other books to read.

At this moment, a rough recorder sound suddenly came from outside the library door, one after another, followed by uneven and high-pitched singing.

The sound of the recorder and the singing of the dwarfs accompanied each other, causing the little wizards who were busy writing in the library to stop writing.

Everyone rushed out to see who had been treated so grandly by the dwarfs.

Allen had a bad premonition in his heart. He thought of the dwarf who was cursed by him during the day and his resentful eyes.

"Ah, Allen!

Ah, my ideal lover,

Ah, the longing of my heart,

Let's take a closer look:

Such a charming and wonderful time! "

Changing the tune, the dwarfs continued to sing: "You are my sun, you are my light; in my heart, you are the brightest star in Hogwarts! Ah, Alan, I can no longer forget You, that charming gaze."

Allen felt that he had to take some measures, but there was someone who moved much faster than him.

It's Mrs. Pince, the librarian!

Mrs. Pince waved a big feather duster and rushed towards the dwarfs, "No, absolutely no making noise in front of the library!"

The dwarfs were so frightened by the menacing Mrs. Pince that the wings tied behind them fell to the ground.

They didn't care to pick up those wings and fled the library in pieces.

"Thank you, madam!" Allen thanked Mrs. Pince gratefully. "And, I'm sorry, it's because of me that these dwarfs are so unscrupulous."

"This has nothing to do with you. No matter who it is, I will not tolerate anyone who violates library discipline."

Mrs. Pince raised her feather duster, looked at the little wizards watching the fun at the door, and warned: "Do you still want to go back to the library?"

The little wizards dispersed and left the library door one after another.

When Alan returned to the library, he immediately packed up his books and prepared to leave.

Because the sizing and amused looks of the little wizards around him made him feel very uncomfortable.

On his way back to Ravenclaw Tower, Allen saw these haunting dwarfs again.

They swarmed over, and several dwarfs wanted to catch Alan and prevent him from escaping.

But what kind of person is Allen? He dodged easily, but instead tripped several dwarfs to the ground one by one.

This move angered the remaining dwarfs, who seemed to know that their singing was not pleasing to the eye, and sang loudly:

“His eyes were as blue as the sea, and his hair was as sparkling as galleons, so lovely!

I hope his is mine, he is really handsome, he is Alan, the score controller of Hogwarts! "

After three songs, Allen couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily drew out his wand, petrifying the dwarfs one after another.

Allen tied them together one by one like tying rice dumplings.

Then he dragged the bunch of dwarfs without mercy to Professor Lockhart's office.

Professor Lockhart's door was open, and the voices of those inside could be heard clearly.

Allen couldn't help but stop when he heard this voice and listened carefully.

"Gilderoy, how do you explain this reply..."

It was Daisy's voice, her voice rising with excitement and anger.

The voice sounded like he was trying his best to restrain himself in order to calm down, but inside he was absolutely angry.

In her excitement, Daisy talked endlessly and spoke very fast.

But probably because he spoke so fast, people couldn't keep up and couldn't even hear the words clearly.

A series of words spewed out like water, flowing thousands of miles, with ups and downs.

Sometimes, one or two words were spoken particularly brightly, as if she felt that these words contained infinite power.

Allen immediately stepped forward and found Daisy wearing the magic robe he gave her, holding onto Lockhart with tears in her eyes and excitement.

Lockhart, on the other hand, held a wand in his hand.

"Daisy, why are you here? What's your relationship with Professor Lockhart?" Allen suppressed his anger and his voice sounded a bit rigid.

"Gilderoy invited me here. He is my boyfriend." Daisy was caught red-handed by her brother and felt a little embarrassed.

"I, I am not, and you are not my girlfriend!" Professor Lockhart's words made Daisy even more excited.

"You didn't? You weren't?" Daisy's voice broke out even more fiercely, "Who has been exchanging letters with me for more than half a year? Who asked me out every day during the holidays? Are all your sweet words lies? ?”

"This is just a normal interaction with book fans!" Lockhart looked innocent.

"Book lovers? How many book fans can enter Hogwarts with your letters?" Daisy almost collapsed.

"Okay!" Lockhart replied loudly with a very helpless voice, "Well, of course I am very grateful for your love!"