All things are three at Hogwarts

"His name?" Ms. Gray showed a hint of fear. "He gave himself a name that no one else dared to call him. There is his trophy in the trophy room."

It seems that Ms. Gray does not intend to say Tom Riddle's name. The entire wizarding world dare not say it. He has cast a spell on his name. If anyone reads it out, he will know it, even if he has already Disappeared for so long, but the impact is still etched on the magical world - even for a ghost.

But Allen felt that he was a little wronged, even though they were both excellent, "You think I'm very similar to him? But I didn't lie to you!"

"I don't know... he's flattering... he seems... to know how to sympathize." Ms. Gray closed her eyes, seeming to be reminiscing and regretting.

"Did he take something important from you?" Allen asked softly.

"It is indeed important, but it does not belong to me." Ms. Gray's voice was full of bitterness.

"If you can, describe it carefully, maybe I can help you find it." Although Allen knew where the thing was, he also really wanted to help Ms. Gray, so he tried to make his tone as gentle as possible. sincere.

"You? Generations of students have forced me to tell where it went. No one can resist its attraction..." Following Ms. Gray's gaze, Allen saw the top of Rowena Ravenclaw's head, There is a Ravenclaw crown, and even though it is just a statue, you can still see how gorgeous and delicate the crown is.

"So what you were deceived was the crown of Ravenclaw. No one can resist the temptation to increase wisdom, but a wise man knows that true strength always comes from the person himself." Allen deliberately pointed out the facts, his tone was calm, but This stung the daughter of one of the founders of Hogwarts.

"You don't know, this crown is more than just increasing one's intelligence! What's more important is knowledge, the knowledge it contains!" Ms. Gray seemed to be irritated, looking at Allen with contempt, as if looking at an extremely ignorant person. people.

"When you can find Ravenclaw's diadem, come and talk to me again." Ms. Gray returned to her expressionless expression, with a hint of contempt, and turned around to melt into the statue of her mother.

"Crown? There seems to be a mystery in this..." Allen smiled and shook his head, turned around and returned to the boys' dormitory.

The next day, although Allen slept very late last night, he still got up early and prepared for morning exercises - the more he practiced, the more he felt his growing agility and strength, and Allen was immersed in this growth in strength.

During breakfast in the lobby, the owls crowded into the large dining room as usual, but everyone's attention was attracted by the slender package carried by six long-eared owls.

The owl flew to the Gryffindor table, bumping the end of the package against the unlucky Neville, causing his head to be buried in cereal, and finally stopped in front of Harry.

Alan saw the unconcealed joy on Harry's face from a distance, and knew that the boy-who-lived got his first broomstick - "Nimbus 2000".

But there is nothing to be jealous of. Allen himself owns a "Neptune" with excellent performance.

Quickly pouring the bowl of cereal into his mouth, Allen was going to find Professor Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw - Professor Flitwick had just sent a note to Allen through an owl, asking him to eat it. Find him after breakfast.

In Filius Flitwick's office.

"Alan, I am very happy to see another genius wizard born in our college. Your performance in all subjects is very good. Even Professor Snape has to admit this. But in life, apart from books and learning, there is also There are many beautiful scenery and interesting things waiting for you to explore, try and experience. I heard from Mrs. Pince that you spend almost all your spare time in the library. I think in the long run, it will be bad for your health. It's no good." Professor Flitwick said earnestly, and put out for Alan the famous and delicious pocket cakes hidden in the tin cans in the desk drawer, and let them dance in front of Alan .

Although he had just eaten breakfast, Alan still picked up a piece of cake and took a bite. I have to say that Professor Flitwick is a responsible dean and a reliable teacher. He not only pays attention to students' studies, but also pays attention to them. Although it does not reach the level of Professor Pomona Sprout, the dean of Hufflepuff House, who cares about the students of other houses equally, it is already very rare.

"Thank you, Professor Flitwick! I will pay attention to adjusting my time in the future. But in fact, reading is a kind of enjoyment and pastime for me." Allen was moved by Professor Flitwick's concern and assured him .

"Oh, it's really amazing. You are so eager to learn at such a young age. This may be why you are far better than other little wizards." Students who like to read are always easy to get the teacher's preference, at least in Ravenclaw Academy. .

Professor Flitwick himself took a bite of the cake, making the atmosphere in his office more relaxed, and then he continued to ask: "But are you interested in Quidditch?" Professor Flitwick asked.

"Quidditch? Professor, first-year students are not allowed to bring broomsticks, nor can they join the Quidditch team." Allen looked at Professor Flitwick in confusion. He had some guesses in his heart, but he was not sure yet. Will he also get this kind of privilege that is not really fair to other first-year students?

"Yes, the rules are indeed like this, but I just learned that Harry Potter from Gryffindor was specially recruited to become the youngest Seeker in a century. According to Rolanda, you are in her The talent shown in flying lessons is no worse than Mr. Potter. Your brother Albert was a great seeker when he was in school, and your sister Daisy is also an excellent chaser...so I think Ravenc Law can also specially recruit you as a seeker. It has been a long time since we won the Quidditch championship trophy. It has been so long that I can hardly remember the last time we won the championship! And your birthday is older than Mr. Potter. It's too late, you're even younger than him!" Professor Flitwick really wanted to recruit Alan to join the Ravenclaw Quidditch team.

Recalling the feeling of riding a broomstick in the sky during flying lessons, Allen agreed without hesitation. Moreover, if you like Quidditch, you will give others a feeling of not being bad. Poor Tom Riddle suffered some prejudice when he was a student at Hogwarts because he didn't like brooms... Of course, Maybe those can't be considered prejudices.

Professor Flitwick was very happy. Alan was so steady, much taller than other students, and his agility seemed to make victory possible. However, the noise outside the office attracted the attention of the pair of Eagle Academy teachers. students' attention.

"This is not an old broomstick! This is a Nimbus 2000! What did you say you had at home? Malfoy Comet 260?"

"Comets are quite dazzling, but they are not on the same level as light wheels."

"How do you know, Weasley, you can't even get half a broom handle. I guess you and your brothers will have to save it branch by branch."

It was the voices of Ron and Malfoy, apparently arguing over the broomsticks.

Professor Flitwick jumped off his chair to put his feet back on the ground, and then trotted out of the office. He asked in a high voice: "I hope it's not a quarrel, children?"

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