All things are three at Hogwarts

Although it was just his first day at school, Allen still maintained his own pace of life and went to the library to enrich himself after dinner.

The library that had just started school was relatively deserted, with only a few people scattered in this huge library.

After politely greeting Mrs. Pince, Allen immediately spotted Hermione with her head buried in piles of books.

From Allen's perspective, the disheveled Hermione looked like a fluffy cat, rubbing her head among the piles of books.

He couldn't help but smile and walked straight to Hermione.

"Can I sit down?" Alan asked.

"Of course, feel free to do so."

Hermione looked up and saw Alan, and smiled.

Alan looked at Hermione in surprise. Her eyes were red and swollen, obviously from crying. His eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, his face was pale and he looked haggard.

"Didn't you get a good rest during the holiday?" Allen couldn't help but lower his voice, "I remember that you had completed all your homework before the holiday!"

Allen's eyes slid over the books stacked high on the table.

"Prohibition of Animal Culture Experiments, Prohibition of Trade Items, Wizengamot Charter of Rights..."

Allen flipped through these dusty files one by one, and instantly understood why Hermione was busy.

"Do you want to help Hagrid win the lawsuit with the Dangerous Animals Committee?" Alan asked, but his tone was very sure.

Hermione's eyes shone with admiration: "As expected of Alan, he guessed the cause of the matter at once. Yes, I want to help Hagrid so that he can successfully defend Buckbeak."

Allen looked at Hermione and praised from the bottom of his heart, what a good girl! Intelligent and diligent, emphasizing affection and righteousness.

"Where are Harry and Ron?" Allen had not forgotten that the reason why Hermione refused to go on vacation with him was because she wanted to accompany Harry.

Hermione bit her lip, her eyes turning red.

She felt that Harry and Ron might never want to be friends with her again because of the Firebolt. Now, the only one who can be called a friend is Allen!

Her strength and defensiveness were all gone when she met Allen's caring eyes.

"Ah, it's my fault. I shouldn't have mentioned them. Based on my understanding of Harry and Ron, these two guys obviously won't have the patience to read such a boring tome." Allen patted his head. Stacks of books.

"Hermione, you are really the most diligent and patient little witch I have ever seen." Allen praised.

"Ellen, I'm just a little clever. I haven't figured it out yet." Hermione wiped the corners of her eyes and said a little embarrassedly.

"Well, Hermione, I wonder if you would like to hear what my friend thinks?" Allen hesitated, trying to organize his words.

It seems that Hermione has been busy with Hagrid's affairs throughout the holiday. Will what he says next make her sad?

However, he couldn't bear to see Hermione working so hard, only to get unsatisfactory results in the end.

"Of course, Alan, I'd love to hear your thoughts. You're the smartest, wisest, most knowledgeable little wizard I've ever met."

Hermione smiled mischievously, showing her two front teeth.

She seemed to realize it all of a sudden and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands.

Allen thought Hermione was very cute like this, and his hesitation just now disappeared. He joked: "You don't say that just because I am the first in grade."

"Of course not." Hermione felt that chatting with Allen was always so relaxed and pleasant, which was completely different from the feeling when she was with Harry and Ron.

Harry and Ron always needed her supervision and help, but Ellen was always helping her unconditionally.

"Actually, Hermione, I think it is very unwise for you to spend so much energy on these files." Allen said seriously.

Hermione raised her head and listened carefully. She restrained her desire to argue. She knew that Allen was not an innocent person.

"First of all, you are not proficient in various laws and regulations; secondly, even if you spend a lot of energy to understand these rules and regulations, you may not be able to write a touching defense statement..."

Alan looked at Hermione's expression and found that she was looking at him intently, without any trace of hurt.

So, Allen continued: "Third, even if your defense statement is very exquisite, can you ensure that Hagrid completely remembers these words and can express them clearly in an emotional situation?"

Obviously, Hagrid, who has giant blood, is weak in controlling emotions.

Hermione thought about Alan's words seriously. Although they didn't sound good, the truth behind them was irrefutable.

"Hermione, I'm afraid you won't do any good except exhausting yourself by being so busy." Allen said.

"Then what can I do? I don't know how to help Hagrid." Hermione felt a little sad.

Alan comforted him with gentle words: "Actually, you have done a good job, at least you should be much better than Harry and Ron."

"But it's still useless, isn't it?" Hermione bit her lip.

Apart from checking information and writing a defense draft, she didn't know what else she could do to help Hagrid.

"Perhaps, we can hire a defense lawyer for Hagrid." Allen suggested.

"That's a good idea!" Hermione's eyes lit up.

The full-time lawyer can not only help Hager complete the defense draft, but also accompany Hager in court to face the Dangerous Animals Disposal Committee.

"However, this may require a large amount of funds. Hagrid... probably doesn't have that much money." Hermione said worriedly again.

"I think, as a friend, I am willing to help Hagrid get through this difficulty." Allen touched his nose and said generously.

"Oh, Alan, you are so kind. I also have some gold galleons here, not much, but...

Hermione was a little ashamed. She knew that the few gold galleons she had might not even be enough to hire a lawyer for a week.

"Of course, just do your best." Allen blinked, not rejecting the little witch's kindness.

"But, Harry and Ron, there is no need to tell them. You know Ron's family background. Although Harry has money, the money still needs to support him until he graduates!"

Hermione nodded, she felt that Alan had considered it very carefully.

The next day, school resumed classes. On this cold and humid January morning, the last thing anyone wanted was to spend two hours on the field.

Unexpectedly, in order to make them happy, Hagrid made a bonfire full of salamanders.

This class was very interesting. The students collected firewood and leaves to keep the fire burning. Those lizards who like flames jumped around in the crackling firewood.