All things are three at Hogwarts

Upon hearing Allen's words, Buckbeak paved the ground with his front hooves and raised his pointed head.

Allen pulled the rope on Buckbeak and led Buckbeak into the pet space.

When Tina saw Allen, she spread her wings in surprise and flew over, directly pressing Allen to the ground.

"Haha, Tina, get up!" Tina's feathers brushed against Allen's face and neck, making Allen feel like laughing.

Tina flew up obediently, and then looked at Buckbeak curiously.

"Tina, this is Buckbeak, I hope you two get along well?"

Tina circled around Buckbeak, who clicked his hooves and stretched out his huge wings.

Tina flew in front of Buckbeak and looked directly into Buckbeak's cold eyes.

Suddenly, Tina flew higher and higher, and Buckbeak's huge wings spread out again, chasing after Tina.

Allen crossed his arms across his chest, smiling, watching their figures flying smaller and smaller...

"It seems they get along very well!" Alan, who has an animal mind, said softly.

After notifying Maggie to take care of them, Allen slipped out of the pet space and went straight to the Room of Requirement. He also wanted to see information about the transformation of Animagus.

At the same time, in the library, Penello found that he could not get into the state of reading.

Like Ellen, the scene from that day always played over and over in her mind.

"It's really annoying!" She couldn't help but become anxious and put down the black magic in her hand.

Looking up and looking around, Penello stacked a pile of tomes high and blocked them in front of him.

She took out a crumpled booklet from her backpack, and while studying it, she rubbed it on her legs.

"What are you doing?"

came a curious voice.

Penello's hand shook and the pamphlet fell to the ground.

Penello quickly leaned over and wanted to pick it up, but someone was faster than her.

“Amazing massage”

This voice made Penello blush instantly. She looked up and it was Hermione!

Hermione looked at Penello in surprise and handed the pamphlet back to her.

Penello took it calmly and stuffed it into his carry-on bag.

"You know." Penello raised his delicate chin, and the arc looked extremely beautiful.

Hermione looked at her confused and sat next to her.

"Alan was selected for the national team. He trains very hard every day. I learned the massage techniques in this book, which can help him effectively relieve muscle injuries and reduce the soreness caused by training."

Penello explained seriously, but those crystal earlobes were already covered with blush.

As if she thought of something, Penelope's glistening eyes glanced around Hermione and she bit her lips.

"Although Allen is always gentle and gentle, in fact, he has well-developed muscles and is very stylish, which is unforgettable. The muscles in his abdomen are well-shaped, tight but elastic..."

Penello's eyes became hazy.

Hermione looked at Penello, her fingers unconsciously twisting the cuffs of her magic robes.

Penello's eyes suddenly focused on Hermione's face, and Hermione looked at her expressionlessly.

"He enjoys my massage very much. I think he needs me every day to help him relieve fatigue."

Penello chuckled, and the sound was like a small feather, gently tickling people's hearts.

Even though Hermione was a girl, she had to admire how soft her laughter was.

Penello took a deep look at Hermione, picked up her bag, left her seat and walked out of the library.

Hermione sat frozen in her seat, spreading out the new principles of mathematical divination in front of her.

It's so strange that the numbers and symbols that she knew at a glance in the past were spinning around in her mind, and finally turned into a magical massage of a row of letters.

Hermione simply closed the book and put her chin in her hands, looking confused.

As they are also good friends, Penelo can help Allen with massage. What can he do to help Allen?

Alan is not like Ron and Harry. He is the first in his grade, and his reading notes may not be of much help to him.

What about homework? He never seemed to be stumped by homework.

Take care of his life? He is a Ravenclaw, but he is sitting at the Gryffindor table. I am afraid there is nothing that can be done to help him.

You can’t help him brush his teeth and do oral health care, right?

Hermione felt anxious.

Allen, who was carefully flipping through the books in the Room of Requirement, looked increasingly happy.

Recently, he has clearly felt the improvement brought by the attribute potions to his intelligence and perception.

Just as Allen was flipping through a copy of the Animagus Transformation Guide collected by the Black family, a sexy and charming system prompt sounded. Allen changed the prompt sound to Penello's voice, "Congratulations to the host, the photographic memory ability has reached Complete.”

After checking the system, Allen was delighted to find that his photographic memory skill had reached perfection. He could not only remember text, but also pictures and sounds.

No matter how complex the sound is or how varied the picture is, he can remember it in his mind after seeing and listening to it once.

Not only that, when he is recalling, he can even control the memory to zoom in or out of the picture at will, and intercept the fragments he wants to listen to at will.

In this way, not only did Alan at least double the speed at which he could flip through the information, but more importantly, it made it easier for him to understand the books and read them more easily.

After Allen read through all the parts about Animagus in his collection of books, his plan became more and more mature.

However, in order to improve the success rate, Allen set his sights on the restricted book area of ​​the library.

At the beginning, he had reached a tacit agreement with Dumbledore that he would not interfere with Harry's growth and the operation of the Order of the Phoenix, and the restricted book section of the library was privately open to Allen.

Now, it's time to enjoy the fruits of your negotiation.

In the following days, apart from the daily intense study and training life, Allen focused all his attention on studying the transformation of Animagus.

Almost every night, Allen visited the restricted section of the library.

Until this day, Alan came to the library as usual, and was surprised to find Filch sitting in a wooden armchair, guarding the door of the library.

Mrs. Norris lay lying at his feet, looking around warily, and looked suspiciously in Allen's direction several times.

"Baby, is there a problem?" Filch looked down at Mrs. Norris.

Mrs. Norris gave a few soft calls, which attracted Filch's caress.

"Pingsi always feels something is wrong here lately. I want to see what the reason is. Maybe some nasty guy has sneaked in again. I must make them look good! If Pingsi can't sleep well, Her beautiful face will become haggard!”

Although Alan was a little anxious about not being able to enter the closed library, he almost laughed out loud when he heard Filch's words.