All things are three at Hogwarts

"Alan, I knew you were here." On this day, Flagg, Ron and Harry came to the library together and found Alan. During this period, Alan's life rhythm became extremely regular, except for classes. You can find him on the Internet, in the library, or in the restaurant during meal times.

Allen put down the Potions textbook in his hand and looked up at a few "old" friends he had known before entering school: "Hey, you haven't come to see me for a long time."

"We usually can't have classes together. Except for the Transfiguration class, we never get together. Our classes always overlap with the annoying Slytherin." Flegg complained aggrievedly, "The library has become yours. I've been stationed there, and I haven't seen you work so hard in Muggle schools... I guess the only one in our Gryffindor who is the domineering and know-it-all is that we often encounter you."

"The deeds of you guys often come to my ears these days. For example, today Harry did a good thing and helped Longbottom win the memory ball from Malfoy." Allen described the memory ball. I also heard the little wizards talk about it in the library - Mrs. Pince had severely silenced them many times for this.

"Yeah, you don't know how good Harry is today... He swooped down from about fifty feet above the ground and grabbed Neville's memory ball." Flagg was beaming, as if he was the one who caught the memory ball. myself.

"Speaking of which, Neville's memory ball glowed as soon as he received it. What did he forget?" Allen has always been curious about why the fat boy's memory ball glowed.

"He forgot his Hogwarts magical robes," Ron shrugged, but his voice was too loud. (Author's note: During the Memory Ball scene in the movie, all students except Neville were wearing robes.)

"Hey, be quiet! This is the library." Mrs. Pince, the librarian, waved a feather duster and warned Flegg.

"But Malfoy proposed a wizard duel to us. But Alan, you know me. I know too little magic." Harry lowered his voice and asked Alan for help with a look of embarrassment. The habit developed in school made him unable to help but tell Allen when something happened.

"Malfoy's assistant is Vincent Crabbe. I originally planned to become Harry's assistant with Flagg, but the two of them agreed that you have a better chance of winning as an assistant." Ron looked at him with some dissatisfaction. Li glanced at it and added next to him that it was not that he had any objection to Allen. He just thought that although Allen's grades were very good, it did not mean how good his actual combat ability was. And Flegg's magic talent was very poor, as long as he When it came to practical extremes, he was always one of the laggards in the class, along with Neville.

Malfoy would not participate in this ridiculous duel, and he did so, although it actually undermined the honor of pure blood. Thinking of this, Allen replied, "Have you never thought that Malfoy might not show up?"

"No matter what, it's impossible for a wizard to escape from a duel that has been initiated. How embarrassing that would be!" Ron said nonchalantly. He didn't think this was a problem. He just wanted to beat Malfoy to pieces.

Allen had to admit that under normal circumstances, wizards would not escape a duel. Although Malfoy had successfully tricked Harry and the others, ordinary pure-bloods would be fine with it, but as a member of the ancient twenty-eight holy families - although Most people wouldn't take this kind of play-house duel by a first-grade child too seriously, but if an adult wizard did it, his behavior would only bring shame to his family.

"Alan, please be my assistant." Harry looked forward to it.

"Okay, as you wish, my friend." Allen felt bad and refused any longer. Otherwise, such a good friend in the Muggle world would ask you to be so deliberately distant, which would easily arouse others' suspicion, and by the way You can also take a look at the legendary three-headed dog who loves listening to music.

"We are sure to win." Ron and Harry high-fived each other excitedly. This time, the two little lions forgot to lower their loud voices.

"Get out! You all get out, it's too noisy!" Mrs. Pince angrily waved a feather duster and trotted over to chase them away.

"Well Alan, see you in the prize display room at 11:30 p.m." Harry and the three of them quickly ran out of the library laughing.

"Are you going to duel with Malfoy and the others?" Edward, Allen's roommate, yawned and walked out from the shadow of the bookshelf.

"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Allen thought he would never be caught.

"That's true. For young wizards of our age, is it possible that a duel involves spraying sparks at each other?" Edward laughed as if he had figured something out. "And if you get caught, your points will be deducted, and you can get it back in a few days."

Excluding this small episode, Alan's day was considered a complete one. He successfully finished reading "A Thousand Magic Herbs and Mushrooms" and felt as if he was full and very satisfied.

At half past eleven in the evening, it was already the curfew time. Alan climbed out of bed quietly. Edward was already fast asleep. After using the disguise spell that came with the wizard's robe, Allen quickly arrived at the prize display room on the fourth floor.

The trophy room contains all the honors received by teachers and students in the past. Prizes, statues, trophies, plates, shields and medals are displayed in crystal display cases. There is also a list of all male and female student body presidents.

Allen hid behind a huge display cabinet and waited for a while before he saw Harry and the others.

"Why so late? Aren't you looking forward to tonight's duel?" Allen looked at the head with the thick hair behind them and asked deliberately, "Hey, there is one more person."

"Well, Ellen, her name is Hermione Granger. She must follow. There is nothing we can do." Ron complained to Ellen angrily.

"What you are doing is against school rules. I must..." Hermione looked angry now, "Mr. Harris didn't expect you to mess around with them..."

"Calm down, Miss Granger, you have now violated the school rules yourself." Alan pointed out this fact calmly, and then saw with interest that Hermione's fluffy hair was shaking with anger as if it were exploding. " Professor McGonagall will not listen to your excuse..."

"That's because the fat lady who cares for the door went to visit someone late at night in some portrait. I can't go back! Mr. Harris, you have been praised by all the professors. As an honors student, you won't think this is ridiculous. Is it right to duel?" Hermione tried hard to win Allen's approval, "We should stop them together!"

"Yes, it is indeed a ridiculous duel, but as a wizard, since we agreed to the duel, we should fulfill our promise. This is a matter of dignity. If anyone violates it, he will be looked down upon..." Allen raised his eyebrows Hermione stopped her hand and wanted to say something. She turned to Harry and asked, "Okay, Harry, what time did you and Malfoy make an appointment? Since you have arrived a while late and he is still nowhere to be seen, Have you considered the possibility that he might not come over if I tell you this afternoon?”

"It's past midnight. Malfoy and the others have already arrived... They won't be caught by Filch, right?" Harry looked at the mechanical watch that Flegg gave him - although it is more troublesome than using a battery, But at least within the confines of Hogwarts where electronics can be damaged, this kind of item can be used normally.

"Malfoy may not be caught, but that's not necessarily the case for Crabbe... You can see his figure." Ron frowned. He still didn't realize that Malfoy, as a pure-blood wizard, had to wait for a duel after initiating a duel. Will take the initiative to break promises.

Under the moonlight, the crystal glass cabinet displaying the prizes sparkled. In the darkness, trophies, shields, medals and statues shone with silver and gold light. The five people moved forward against the wall, eyes fixed on the doors at both ends of the room. Harry took out his wand in case Malfoy suddenly rushed. Come in and duel him.

Time passed by minute by minute.

"Maybe he didn't dare to come because he was afraid." Ron whispered, impatient to wait.

At this time, a voice came from the next room, which made Flegg jump up in fright. Others also raised their wands.

As soon as Harry raised his wand, he heard: "These brats might be hiding in some corner."

Argus Filch, the caretaker of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, speaks to his cat Lady Norris.

With a look of horror on his face, Harry waved his wand frantically at the other four people, telling them to follow him as quickly as possible; they walked quietly towards the door away from Filch's voice, and soon they heard Filch Went into the prize showroom.

"They're here somewhere," they heard the administrator mutter, "probably hiding."

This way! - Harry motioned to everyone silently with his eyes and fingers. Miss Know-It-All Hermione was obviously frightened at this time. She nodded instinctively without saying a word, and then followed everyone quietly along the side of the prize display room. Down a corridor lined with armor, she could hear Filch getting closer to them.

"Clang, clang..." Flagg accidentally touched a piece of armor, and the sound of the armor rolling around was particularly harsh in the silent night.

"Run!" Allen took the lead and ran wildly, and the five people immediately ran at full speed along the corridor.

Not daring to look back to see if Filch was following them - they walked around the doorpost and ran through corridor after corridor, until finally they emerged near the Charms classroom.

"I - told - you," Hermione gasped, grabbing the seam of her chest with her hands, "I - told - you!"

After taking a brief look, Allen ignored the people complaining about each other, because the "Luwei" forbidden area with some bloodline of the three-headed hell dog was on this floor.

"Everything Is Three at Hogwarts"