All things are three at Hogwarts

For Allen, there is another very important thing, that is, he must write a letter to Mr. Harris immediately to tell him that the three women can enter and exit the Ravenclaw Tower.

Otherwise, it would be really easy to cause misunderstandings if several outsiders suddenly entered the tower.

In the letter, Allen explained in detail that he had established a training organization at the school.

Allen focused on the three Penellos and pointed out that they are his indispensable and important helpers in the training organization.

At the same time, he also told his family members about the nightmare he had had in detail.

After writing eloquently on at least three inches of parchment, Alan rolled them into a small paper tube and sent Benny to bring it to Mr. Harris.

Allen was immersed in writing, completely unaware of the passage of time. Now, it was almost time for breakfast.

Allen thought it would be at least until the afternoon before he received a reply from Mr. Harris. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the locker room at the training ground, Benny flew over.

It stood on the fence beside the field, stretched out its left leg, and allowed Allen to pick off the letter.

Benny gently pecked Alan's finger, flapped his wings and flew away.

Allen opened the rope and found that the content on the parchment was very simple, but Allen's face suddenly burned up and he couldn't laugh or cry.

Mr. Harris' reply was very simple and straightforward, consisting of just two lines of letters:

Already known.

Three girlfriends?

No matter how embarrassed Allen was at the moment, when coach Geraldine led the players into the training ground, Allen had already adjusted his mentality and was ready for the new training.

"The content of our training today is the ultimate halo." Geraldine said solemnly.

He waved his magic wand, and countless large and small circles of light appeared on the field, in the sky, and in the castle.

"Your task is to ride on the broomstick and cross these apertures. The more you cross and the longer you persist, the better you will be."

"Who is willing to try it first?" His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, scanning over the team members one by one.

"How about we let the new guys start?" George Cohen, the big hitter, crossed his arms and showed his white teeth.

The others laughed heartily.

In the previous regular physical training, Allen's performance was indeed shocking. But Quidditch is not a sport that relies solely on physical fitness to win.

A player's flying skills, way of thinking, and judgment will all affect his ability in the game.

They had no room to question Geraldine's choice, but instead of using so many skilled adult wizards, they found an underage wizard to be the most important seeker. They wanted to know the reason. .

You know, the position of seeker is quite fascinating because they have always been the best flyers on the field. Of course, they are also often the most injured players.

"Kill the Seeker" is the first rule in Brut Klinger's Beater's Bible.

If Allen's flying skills are not up to par and he is killed quickly, their chance of winning will be close to zero.

Through this extreme halo test, we can judge the level of Allen's flying skills.

Allen saw their expressions and guessed what they were thinking.

If you cannot show your strong strength, I am afraid that you will not be recognized by other players and you will not be able to truly integrate into the team.

However, although he is not afraid of challenges, he cannot blindly participate in the test.

"Coach, I want to know what the average score of the best seeker is?" Allen looked at Geraldine.

"Go through 30 halos in 500 minutes." Geraldine pulled out a cigar, lit it with a wand, and took a deep breath. "If you're ready, you might as well give it a try."

Allen nodded, mounted the Firebolt with firm eyes, leaned forward, determined that he would go all out and use his full strength.

Geraldine motioned for the Batter and Chaser to follow, and he himself climbed onto the broom, and the five of them ascended into the sky together.

Without the head coach present, the other players seemed extremely comfortable.

Goalkeeper Gordon Banks sat on the grass, pulled off a leaf, and held it in his mouth like Geraldine.

"Alan, come on!" In the stands, seeing this situation, many young wizards from Hogwarts became excited, cheering and cheering for Alan.

Following Geraldine's order, Allen began to shuttle quickly.

As he passes through one halo, another appears.

These rings are high and low, surrounding towers and castles, one after another.

There are also some halos that will suddenly move when you are about to pass through them, so that you barely have time to react before you miss them.

Allen had to concentrate all his attention to avoid making mistakes.

When he successfully passed through thirty-six haloes, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Four bludgers hit him from four different directions, with extremely fast momentum and extremely tricky angles.

If Allen hadn't been practicing physical training for a long time, allowing him to control his body in the smallest detail, it would be difficult for Allen to avoid these bludgers accurately.

In the hands of four national-level Quidditch players, these Bludgers were extremely crazy. Even Allen found it very difficult to successfully avoid these Bludgers while also paying attention to the sudden appearance of the halos.

When Alan flew over the castle, he attracted the attention of the young wizards at Hogwarts.

This kind of training method was unheard of for them.

Allen's outstanding flying skills and quick reaction ability made them amazed and amazed.

In the library, the little wizards were attracted by the cheers outside and crowded around the window to watch.

Hermione, who was studying hard at her desk, heard Alan's name in a trance, and couldn't help but put down the book in her hands. Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of our time, also stood in front of the window.

Seeing that Allen successfully avoided the attacks of those crazy Bludgers, Hermione felt relieved.

After Allen's figure disappeared at the other end of the castle, Hermione returned to her seat with a relaxed smile and closed the book she had been flipping through just now.

It doesn't matter whether Professor Dumbledore is the truly great white wizard. What matters is that he just needs to follow Allen's instructions and stay away from Dumbledore.

Under the attack of four bludgers, Allen could no longer count how many halos he had passed through.

He felt the soreness in his limbs, felt that his physical strength was approaching the limit, and felt the severe pain when the Bludger hit his body.

Geraldine flew high in the sky, using her "loud voice" to turn her instructions, supervision, reprimands, and encouragement into a torrent of sound that impacted Allen's eardrums.