All things are three at Hogwarts

"Penello," Allen suddenly straightened his face and looked at Penelo, "I think it's best for us to keep this matter secret."

"Why?" Penello looked confused, "Is he the most wanted criminal?"

"What we see with our eyes and hear with our ears may not be the truth, Penelo." Allen said with deep feeling.

Penello looked at Allen, and she felt that there was something in Allen's words.

"Well, you don't want to be questioned by the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, do you? There is also the possibility of using Veritaserum, Legilimency, or even Dementors..."

Allen recounted the worst possible outcome he could think of.

Penello suddenly smiled, very brightly, "Ellen, I am not a little girl anymore. Dumbledore will not allow such a thing to happen. Although I don't know why you want to keep Sirius's secret, I am willing to keep it secret for you. "

Allen found it difficult to take his eyes away from Penello's face and smiled warmly.

"Well, it seems that the animal carcass we found before was the work of Sirius Black." Penello said.

Allen nodded, "Michael and the others must be worried, let's go up quickly."

"Sirius won't do anything to them, right?" Penello quickened his pace.

"No, they will just think Black is a dog. Get ready, Penelo, we are going to rush out."

Allen held Penello's hand. In the dark cave, thousands of bats were flying and colliding, making strange shadows.

Allen pulled Penello forward along the tunnel, their shoes pattering on the wet ground.

To Allen's surprise, the bats were indifferent to their running, and just rushed around above their heads, screaming sharply.

Allen and the others lowered their heads and ran under the bat.

The light at the entrance of the cave became brighter and brighter, and Allen saw Edward dragging Michael and looking into the entrance of the cave.

"Hey, Allen, you figured it out! A big dog jumped out just now, and we are still worried about you!"

Edward stretched out his hand and pulled Penelo up first.

"Thank you, but we are also worried about you." Penello said.

Edward still wanted to pull Allen up, but Allen had already put his hand on the ground and jumped up gracefully.

"What do we need to worry about?" Edward asked curiously.

"Well, it's such a big dog after all! I'm afraid it will attack you."

Penello was stunned for a moment, and then gave the reason, "Besides, who knows if you can hold Michael back without both of them flying into the sky!"

On the way back to Hogsmeade, Michael was finally able to control himself and feel the beauty of being down to earth.

Next, as if nothing had happened, Allen and the others went shopping in Zuko's Magic Joke Shop, and tasted cherry juice and soda with ice and umbrellas at the Three Broomsticks Bar.

On the path back to Hogwarts Castle along the lake, Michael kept complaining: If the professors hadn't been in the Three Broomsticks pub, maybe Ms. Rosmerta would have served them butterbeer, and it was said that many young wizards had tasted it.

"But as long as we train on the weekend, we can drink it."

In the blink of an eye, Michael was smiling again.

"Did you see the look in her eyes? She has been looking at me! And she smiled so charmingly!"

Thirteen-year-old Michael felt that the charming bar owner must have a crush on him.

Alan, Penelo, and Edward smiled at each other, but no one told Michael that his hair looked like a spiraling bird's nest.

"I am a man who can fly into the sky!"

Michael, who saw the looks of the three people, misunderstood and thought they didn't believe it, so he said this.

The three of Allen couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed out loud.

"Hmph!" A cold snort disrupted the harmonious atmosphere of Allen and the others.

It's Ron.

He pulled Hermione and walked angrily in front of Alan.

Hermione nodded towards Allen with an embarrassed look on her face, and passed by him.

"What is he humming?" Edward looked confused.

"Maybe he's angry about what happened in the morning." Penello looked at Ron's retreating figure and narrowed his eyes.

"Because I didn't stand up for Harry against Malfoy." Alan added softly.

"What are you talking about! He didn't even say it himself!" Edward suddenly realized, and his cheeks turned red with anger.

As Allen's roommate, he knew that Allen helped Harry and the others a lot.

"Ellen is just too kind. We want them to look good when we wait for the Quidditch competition!"

Michael looked like an angry lion, and now Alan, who had saved his life, was his idol. He couldn't accept Ron's snort just now at all.

Filch stood guard in the entrance hall, carefully looking at the young wizards returning from Hogsmeade, lest any of them would bring contraband back to the castle.

Mrs. Norris walked up and down at his feet, watching them warily.

For Alan, a little wizard who often helped him out of the blue, Filch only gave him a quick look before letting him go, while the Gryffindor twin brother encountered the strictest inspection.

Of course, Allen knew that Filch would definitely fail.

Thinking of the consequences of George and Weasley's pranks during the summer vacation, Alan decided to teach them a lesson.

Quickly walking to an empty classroom, Allen summoned Maggie from the pet space and told it something.

Maggie left with bright eyes.

Maggie felt that even if her master became evil, she still felt cute. Allen was definitely the kindest person in the world.

After giving orders to Maggie, Allen headed to the auditorium in a good mood. Penello had already changed into a Ravenclaw robe and was waiting eagerly at the door of the auditorium.

The auditorium was decorated with hundreds of candle-lit pumpkins and a swarm of live bats flying around.

There are also many orange banners burning with flames, which float lazily on the storm-brewing ceiling like colorful water snakes.

"Oh, I hate the decorations this year."

Penello looked at the bats scurrying over the auditorium and frowned in disgust.

"I hope they won't spread the luminous sand." Allen said in a more elegant way.

"Ye Mingsha?" Penello was a little confused, but after thinking about it, he understood what Allen meant, pursed his lips, and smiled happily.

Allen was keenly aware of an unkind gaze staring at him, and immediately caught the source of the gaze.

It was Percy at the Gryffindor table.

Thinking of Ron's cold snort before and what he had asked Maggie to do, Allen felt that his relationship with Mr. Weasley's family might never be restored to its original state.