All things are three at Hogwarts

"Speaking of Professor Traulini, do you know what her ominous word refers to?"

Seeing Hermione's embarrassed expression because Allen laughed out loud, Allen quickly changed the subject.

"You also know this prophecy of hers?" Hermione's attention was indeed diverted.

"Of course, all the little Ravenclaw wizards were talking about it at lunch today."

Allen spread his hands and said it was difficult not to know.

"She's talking about Harry! She thinks Harry will die!" Hermione said in a bad tone.

"It's too unreliable to predict the future from a pile of tea leaves and vague shapes in a crystal ball." Hermione crossed her arms and expressed disdain.

After a pause, Hermione looked at Allen suspiciously, "You don't believe her, do you?"

"Of course not," Allen quickly expressed his position. "In a noisy environment like a classroom, even the most outstanding prophecy masters will have difficulty predicting accurately."

"You're right!" Hermione smiled happily, showing her two slightly larger front teeth, and she quickly covered her mouth.

Allen pretended not to care, "Maybe Professor Traolini really has real talent, otherwise Professor Dumbledore wouldn't hire her. But I don't think her prediction of Harry's death in class was real." prophecy."

"Professor Dumbledore may not be completely right. He may have been deceived! Think of Lockhart!"

What surprised Alan was that Hermione, who had always been studious and well-behaved and took the professor's words as her guide, actually questioned Dumbledore!

"No wonder you were sorted into Gryffindor!" Allen praised, "Hermione, you are so studious, have the ability to think independently and the courage to question authority. You will achieve great achievements."

Hermione's eyes were bright, and she was very happy to receive such a high praise from Alan!

A young wizard from Ravenclaw had already entered the Charms classroom, and when he saw Hermione and Alan alone in the classroom, they gave a strange look.

Hermione said goodbye to Alan sheepishly and left the Charms classroom.

As the little wizards looked at him, Alan calmly directed the handouts to fly to every little wizard's desk.

In Charms class, not surprisingly, Alan got another ten points for Ravenclaw.

"I can't give you a hundred points! No little wizard can cast the Patronus Charm in the third grade!" Edward was extremely envious of Allen's talent in magic!

"You can do it too, as long as you practice hard!" Allen encouraged.

"Alan!" Edward suddenly straightened his face, "I know that maybe my request is a bit rude and will waste your precious study time. But I still want to give it a try."

"What do you want to say?" Allen asked doubtfully.

"You see, the dementors have now entered the campus. On the train, they all tried to attack you and Penello. We are really not sure whether one day they will attack innocent people like us. attack."

Edward's words attracted many young wizards who were still in the Charms classroom. They put down their books, gathered around, and listened carefully.

"I think it is necessary for us to learn to cast the Patronus Charm. And you are the best teacher! Allen, can you teach us?" Edward looked at Allen eagerly, his eyes full of pleading.

"Yeah yeah!"

"Edward has a point!"

"Ellen, you are the leader of our Ravenclaws!"

"Alan, teach us!"

The smart Ravenclaws seized this rare opportunity and began to plead.

Looking around at the little wizards with fiery eyes, Allen nodded without hesitation.

What Edward said does make sense. Learning a little more is always beneficial.

Furthermore, Allen is too outstanding, so outstanding that other young wizards can hardly compare to him. While he looks up to and admires him, the communication is not so close.

For Allen, this is also a good opportunity to increase his relationship with the little wizards in his academy.

"Since you all want to practice the Patronus Charm, then I will go and apply for a classroom with Professor Flitwick to practice the spell."

Allen's words triggered enthusiastic cheers from the little wizards, and the roof of the classroom seemed to be lifted off by the cheers.

After finishing today's business, Allen immediately walked to Professor Flitwick's office.

After hearing Allen's intention, Professor Flitwick was extremely supportive.

He was a teacher of magic, and he was surprised and delighted by the progress of the young wizards.

"I'll go and apply to Dumbledore for the training. The Charms classroom in the evening can be open for you until ten o'clock."

Professor Flitwick felt that he could still make the decision in his own classroom.

"I heard that Professor Lupine got a Boggart. This is very useful for practicing the Patronus Charm. Maybe you can borrow it." Professor Flitwick reminded.

"Great, thank you, Professor." Allen paused, "Professor, if the time is right, I hope you can come and give guidance in person."

"Of course, I'm happy to!" Professor Flitwick looked at his most proud student with admiration and smiled kindly.

While eating dinner, Allen sat down in his seat under the fiery eyes of the little Ravenclaw wizards.

"How's it going, Alan?" Edward asked Alan impatiently.

The entire Ravenclaw table was extremely quiet, and all the little wizards were looking forward to Allen's answer.

The news that Allen was going to teach the Patronus Charm disappeared. Not only the third-year wizards, but also Ravenclaws from other grades wanted to join.

Allen nodded, smiling broadly.

Instantly, cheers echoed throughout the auditorium.

The young wizards from other colleges poked their heads in to find out what happened to Ravenclaw.

Looking past countless little wizards, Allen saw Professor Flitwick sitting next to Professor Dumbledore on the teacher's bench, reporting something.

Professor Dumbledore smiled, looked kind, and nodded constantly.

After catching Allen's gaze, he raised his glass and greeted Allen.

Allen quickly picked up the juice in front of him and responded.

"Perhaps, I can be your assistant coach." Penello sat next to Allen with a glass of juice.

"I wish I could." Allen picked up the juice on his table and toasted to Penelo.

Penello had successfully summoned the Patronus, and coupled with her prestige in Ravenclaw, she was perfect as the manager of the training camp.

Allen told Penello about Professor Flitwick's advice.

"Perhaps when Professor Lupine no longer needs the Boggart, we can borrow it from him."

Penello looked at Professor Lupine and felt that he should be a talkative teacher.

"Or you can activate the house elves. They may see the Boggart while they are cleaning."

Allen knew that Professor Lupine needed the Boggart to teach Harry, so he had to think of other ways.