All things are three at Hogwarts

"Alan not only asked Hermione to notify us in time, but also successfully stopped them without making the matter worse. I think we can add fifty points to Ravenclaw."

Professor McGonagall looked at Allen and secretly admired it, if only Gryffindor had such a stable and outstanding little wizard.

Professor McGonagall's eyes slid towards Hermione, "And Hermione, she arrived at the Three Broomsticks pub in time and informed us of the matter simply and clearly. Ten points for Gryffindor."

Hermione's face turned red. When she raised her head and saw Alan's gentle smile towards her, the little regret she had for not being able to completely visit Hogsmeade with Alan disappeared. Without a trace.

When the excited little wizards returned from Hogsmeade and had dinner in the Great Hall, the news quickly spread.

The story of Allen subduing a group of Slytherins with a spell disappeared.

Everyone marveled at Allen's strength, and couldn't help but feel frightened by Slytherin's unscrupulous tactics.

If it weren't for Allen, then Slytherin would have eliminated two House Seekers at once.

After learning the whole story and witnessing the injury on Qiu Zhang's wrist, Roger was filled with indignation, rolled up his magic robe and went to settle the score with the Slytherins.

Until he learned that Marcus and others were called away by Filch.

Marcus and the others' Christmas vacation was ruined. They had to help Filch clean all the bathrooms and classrooms in the school without using magic.

"Deserve it!" Roger glanced in Slytherin's direction with disdain and sat down next to Allen.

The atmosphere at the Slytherin table was tense. Although Slytherin is ambitious and will resort to some conspiracy and tricks in order to succeed, such inferior methods are simply a shame for Slytherin.

Malfoy turned pale and plucked the food on his plate with his fork. Finally he stood up and walked out of the Great Hall.

It was like a signal. All the Slytherins stood up silently, followed Malfoy, and filed out.

"Malfoy has become their leader!" Roger said disdainfully. He didn't have any good impression of Slytherin now.

Alan smiled and looked thoughtfully at the long, empty Slytherin table.

Gryffindor captain Wood was simply stunned when he couldn't find Harry. He yelled and looked for Harry, attracting everyone's inquiring eyes.

Everyone is wondering, could it be that Harry was also poisoned by Slytherin? But he didn't go to Hogsmeade.

Could it be that he was injured and locked up in an empty classroom?

In that case, all the seekers except Slytherin would be wiped out.

Hermione stood up in confusion. She knew that nothing happened to Harry, but why didn't he show up in the Great Hall?

Hermione also ran out of the auditorium after Wood.

The next day, the little wizards had no intention of paying attention to other things. Everyone was immersed in the joy of returning home from vacation.

On the Hogwarts Express, the little wizards talked excitedly about their holiday arrangements, and took advantage of the time they had to use their wands, playing and laughing.

There were also some naughty little wizards who exploded the dung eggs smuggled back from Hogsmeade, and received loud reprimands from Percy and Penello.

Allen found an empty car at the end of the train and sat down. Snowflakes were flying outside the window. He opened a copy of the latest Quibbler and found the recipes Luna mentioned.

You can recommend this book to Mrs. Harris, she will definitely like it, and everyone will be happy.

There was a sudden knock on the carriage door. Could it be Penelo? Did he make the inspection so soon?

Allen waved his wand casually, and the carriage door was quietly opened.

To Alan's surprise, it was Malfoy. He was alone, with neither Goyle nor Crabbe behind him.

After getting permission, Malfoy walked in and took the initiative to close the door.

He sat across from Allen, and his expression made Allen almost have the urge to rush out of the door. Wasn't he going to confess to him?

Alan thought in horror.

"Alan, thank you." Malfoy's tone seemed a little weak.

Allen understood what he meant, "I want to thank you too."

"My status in Slytherin has risen." Malfoy looked complicated.

To some extent, he was also a beneficiary of this matter.

"Congratulations!" Allen smiled.

This smile seemed to have magic power, and the inexplicable anxiety in Malfoy's heart was relieved a lot.

"Anyway, I owe you one more time." Malfoy's arrogant look returned to his brows, he stood up and walked out the door.

"Neither Hermione nor I will say anything." Allen said softly.

Malfoy's figure steadied and walked out of the door without looking back.

A gentle "thank you" reached Allen's ears.

When Alan walked off the train with a salute, he immediately saw his little sister Emily and Aunt Josephine!

"Alan!" Emily also saw Alan, and like a cheerful bird, she flew into Alan's arms.

Ellen stroked the little one's back with one hand, looked up, and greeted Aunt Josephine with a smile.

In the heavy snow, Josephine's cheeks were red, but Alan knew that it was definitely not due to the cold.

A rare gentle smile appeared in her always sharp blue eyes, and she nodded towards Allen.

On her head was a wide-brimmed black women's hat, with purple velvet flowers trembling in the cold wind.

"Ha, I'm so happy to see you again, Ellen. You've grown much taller than last time!" Aunt Josephine hugged Ellen warmly.

When they walked out of Platform 9, Alan was happy to find that his eldest brother Albert was standing in front of a Honda car, looking at him with a smile.

Albert opened the trunk of the small Honda and put Allen's salute inside.

Allen was in a daze for a moment. When did wizards and Muggles become so harmonious that they even used cars?

"This is the ministry's car. I'm on a mission. The content of the mission must be kept secret. But it doesn't stop me from picking up my dear brother."

Albert looked happy and seemed very satisfied with his current task.

Alan wanted to ask him what a good mission it was, but he kept his mouth shut when he thought of the Ministry of Magic's confidentiality regulations.

Aunt Josephine entered the car, still wearing her extra wide hat, and sat stiffly in the car.

Seeing Allen's gaze, she blinked at Allen, "Although the car invented by Muggles is very warm, I still prefer Apparition and broomsticks. I heard that you are good at Quidditch? Owen and I They were both Chasers once."