All things are three at Hogwarts

"Alan!" After the surprise, Mr. Harris, who was sitting around the library, suddenly hesitated to speak.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Allen asked doubtfully.

"Apparition is prohibited in Hogwarts. So we can only use this tower when you are on vacation," Mr. Harris asked.

This is definitely not Mr. Harris’s greed.

Since Alan's confession at Aunt Josephine's estate, Mr. Harris, who has experienced the dark ages, has devoted himself to improving his status in the Ministry of Magic and improving the strength of his family.

He couldn't accept that any of his family members were harmed.

"That's it. You activated the omniscient mark and entered the space where the tower is. When you go out, you will appear at the location where you entered. Therefore, you will not be restricted by the magic of Hogwarts." Ai Lun explained.

"Among these books, I suggest you first learn the ancient super magic skills left by Ravenclaw. They can help us quickly improve our combat effectiveness." Allen suggested.

"In addition, there are a large number of black magic books placed here. Everyone must pay special attention when reading, studying, and practicing." Allen pointed to the space specially opened up for the placement of black magic books and warned sternly. .

No one could ignore Allen's words.

After bringing a lot of benefits to his family, his status in the family is increasing day by day, and he has full control of the voice.

Knowing that they can enter this magical tower at will, the Harris family has put all their sleepiness behind them.

They studied and explored tirelessly in the tower...

Until Mrs. Harris couldn't bear it and dragged Emily back to the bed, who was jumping around, and then came over to urge her aggressively, everyone guessed that they reluctantly left the tower.

"Do you all want to take leave tomorrow?" Mrs. Harris knew that if she didn't express her attitude, these guys might stay here all night.

"Alan, you should go and rest quickly. You have to rush back to Hogwarts tomorrow morning!" Mrs. Harris turned her head and spoke in a very kind tone to Alan.

Before going back to his room, Allen suddenly remembered something and quickly called Mr. Harris.

"Dad, it will be the Quidditch finals in a while. Our Ravenclaws will play against Hufflepuffs. I hope you can arrange for a naysayer reporter to come to the school to cover this game," Allen said.

"No problem, I will make arrangements." Mr. Harris was stunned for a moment, but soon he thought of the news he had learned. Geraldine Malthus, the head coach of the British Quidditch team, was looking for suitable candidates. Seeker.

Mr. Harris looked at Allen's back walking upstairs and smiled happily.

His son not only has excellent academic performance and is far more powerful than a young wizard of the same age, he is also good at discovering opportunities and has the necessary qualities to achieve great things.

After returning to school, Allen's life was very fulfilling. In addition to his busy study life, he could also meet Mr. Harris and his family in the tower at night.

What occupied most of his energy was his daily Quidditch training.

This was Roger's last competition before graduation, and he devoted almost 200% of his energy.

Everyone could see that Roger was determined to win the Quidditch Cup.

He discussed tactics endlessly and organized everyone's training as if he would never tire.

Because, the Ravenclaw vs. Hufflepuff match will be held on the first Saturday after Easter.

Time is already very tight, and Ravenclaw's new batsman Michael Koner is extremely enthusiastic about training, working hard to integrate into the team and learn various tactics.

Everyone is thinking about this upcoming game.

What Allen hears most is, "Can Allen use a Firebolt?"

This sentence didn't just come from the worried Hufflepuff, even Gryffindor and Slytherin couldn't help but talk about it.

For Gryffindor, they appreciated Allen's fairness, but after learning that Harry also got a Firebolt, they hoped that Allen would use the Firebolt in the game.

Most of the Slytherins didn't believe that Allen would give up using the Firebolt. Winning the victory was the most important thing. They couldn't understand this kind of behavior if they let go of their advantages.

Allen completely ignored the rumors outside. For him, it was business to seize every moment to improve his strength.

The Easter holidays are not easy. Third graders have never had so much homework.

"This is called a festival!" shouted Michael Corner, Ravenclaw's new beater, in the common room one afternoon. "We're still far away from the exams. What are they doing?"

For the honor of Ravenclaw, he had to struggle with heavy homework and training.

If it weren't for Allen's help, he might have been unable to hold on long ago.

The days passed by in such a hurry, as if in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the finals.

On the day of the game, when Allen walked into the field holding the same Nimbus 2001 as his teammates, he was welcomed with warm applause.

Almost all the students in the room stood up and paid tribute to him.

No matter what they had speculated before, when they witnessed Allen giving up the Firebolt and choosing a fair and just game, they couldn't help but admire Allen from the bottom of their hearts.

Even Slytherin stood up and cheered for Alan.

Their views are different from those of other houses. In the eyes of Slytherins, Allen must have absolute confidence in his own strength to dare to participate in the competition like this.

In fact, they are both right.

For Allen, he wants to ensure that the game is fair and just, and everyone competes based on their strength, so as to win the attention of the national team coach.

At the same time, he also has absolute confidence in his flying skills. The attribute potions he took before have gradually shown the increase in attributes such as perception and sensitivity.

"The two captains shook hands!" Ms. Hooch said.

Roger and Cedric shook hands. Although they seemed peaceful, their eyes showed the infinite desire for victory.

"Get on the broomstick!" Ms. Huo Qi said, "Three...two...one..."

Her whistle was drowned out by the cheers of the audience, and fourteen broomsticks rose into the sky.

Allen felt the hair on his forehead flowing back, and he began to get excited.

He looked around, looking for traces of the Golden Snitch.

Suddenly, Alan was stunned for a moment. He couldn't believe his good luck.

Golden Snitch! Right at the top of the Ravenclaw Stand.

Although there is some distance, he can definitely catch it.

but if so

Alan glanced calmly at the strange man wearing black-rimmed glasses sitting next to Professor Flitwick in the stands.

He was carrying a camera, a pen in his hand, and a notebook spread flat on his knees.

Apparently this was the reporter contacted by Mr. Harris.

It would be a waste if the game ended like that!

"Hey, Cedric!" Allen suddenly shouted.

This cry attracted the attention of the whole audience.

Allen stretched out a finger and pointed in the direction of the Golden Snitch, "It's mine!"