All things are three at Hogwarts

"It's perfect!" Mr. Harris looked at his son and was very proud.

"But what about Phoenix?" Mr. Harris' eyes swept over the faces of everyone present.

Suddenly, he grabbed the excited Albert and pulled him to Allen's side.

Everyone looked at him inexplicably, even the phoenix transformed by Allen tilted his head and looked at Mr. Harris.

He pointed with his wand, and the empty potion bottle that Allen had thrown aside turned into a very sharp dagger.

This is really a very powerful transformation spell, and the thin edge of the dagger is still shining with cold light!

Albert looked at Mr. Harris blankly. He instinctively felt something was wrong, but his hand was held firmly by Mr. Harris.

There was a flash of cold light, and amid the exclamations of everyone, a wound was made on Albert's arm, and blood came out from it.

Mr. Harris waved his wand again, and a small water glass flew into his hand. He leaned down and placed the quilt under Phoenix's eyelids.

The Phoenix blinked, and a few tears flowed from its eyes and fell into the water glass.

Mr. Harris pulled Albert's injured arm over with a very neat movement.

Mr. Harris tilted the glass of water very carefully, and a tear fell on Albert's wound.

Albert only felt a sense of coolness, and the wound actually healed on its own!

Immediately, he came to his senses and looked at Mr. Harris sadly and angrily, "Dad, why don't you try it yourself?"

"I'm afraid of pain." Mr. Harris replied without hesitation, with an innocent look in his eyes.

With a puff, Daisy smiled unceremoniously.

Luna opened her big light silver eyes and laughed.

Hermione suppressed her laughter, her face flushed.

Penello lowered his head and smiled silently.

Just when everyone's attention was still on Albert, Phoenix's figure flashed and disappeared from the room without a trace.

In an instant, the phoenix transformed by Allen was in the perception room on the top floor.

Allen was very happy, and his figure flashed again and appeared directly in his dormitory.

Phoenix nodded with satisfaction and disapparated again, appearing in the training room.

Mr. Harris came forward with a happy face and walked around Allen, "Alan, don't move."

Allen was confused for a moment. Could it be that he didn't completely transform into a place where he couldn't see?

Allen felt the pain in his tail, and it immediately flew to the side and glared at Mr. Harris.

Mr. Harris seemed unaware, standing there, holding two golden phoenix tail feathers, smiling happily.

"As far as I know, phoenix feathers can send letters." Mr. Harris took out a piece of paper from his pocket and inserted the feathers.

The next second, the feather letter appeared above the head of Phoenix, who looked sad and angry.

With a puff, Daisy smiled unceremoniously.

Luna opened her big light silver eyes and laughed.

Hermione suppressed her laughter, her face flushed.

Penello lowered his head and smiled silently.

Albert blinked, he felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar!

He looked at Allen, and the two of them, no, one and the other looked at each other in confusion.

"Alan, the song of the phoenix has magic power. It can strengthen the courage of those with pure hearts and release the fear of those with dirty hearts. Why don't you give it a try?" Mr. Harris looked at his son with a smile.

But Allen always felt that there was some evil intention in that smile.

Everyone looked at Allen expectantly.

Phoenix turned away, clearly rejecting Mr. Harris's suggestion.

"Alan, if you do, let's finish the whole set. This is the first time I've seen the Animagus, a magical creature. For greater success, you might as well sing it once!" Mr. Harris continued to persuade.

Alan looked at Mr. Harris suspiciously.

He felt that if he did not agree, Mr. Harris would definitely not give up persuading him.

It opened its mouth and its voice grew louder and louder from low to high.

This sound is ethereal, ethereal and mysterious, and it makes people excited.

The music gets louder and louder, and the listener seems to feel that the sound is vibrating in his chest.

Mr. Harris and the others became even more excited and praised the beautiful singing again and again.

Allen stopped singing and returned to his human form.

"It's great, Ellen, I will never forget this singing!" Daisy praised.

"It's time to have a party!" Mrs. Harris decided happily.

Allen looked at the happy Mrs. Harris and felt very happy. He nodded in agreement and helped Mrs. Harris record the dishes she wanted to prepare.

Satisfied, Mrs. Harris went downstairs to prepare the dishes.

Everyone also moved to the lobby on the first floor.

"Right now, there are only seven registered Animagus, and I will be the eighth." Allen said confidently to his father and brother.

"Are you going to register with the Ministry of Magic?" Mr. Harris asked.

Others looked at Allen again.

"Yes, I hope my Animagus can appear openly. This will greatly enhance our reputation." Allen said.

"Animagus like Phoenix are unique. The idea of ​​officially registering them is very good. It can bring you a lot of prestige. It will not be worse than the influence you will bring to the World Cup when you are about to go to the World Cup." Mr. Harris was pleased. Looking at his son.

As for how to improve his reputation and how to make a fuss about this matter, Mr. Harris, who has already experienced it in the Ministry of Magic and has gradually become a seasoned politician, already has extremely outstanding methods.

And Lunn has long since transformed from that aloof and arrogant young man into a career-oriented and sinister young man.

The two of them got together and talked animatedly.

Albert folded his arms and listened with interest.

Men are naturally good at and love intrigues.

However, inexplicably, Allen, who had brought up this topic, suddenly felt uninterested.

But seeing Mr. Harris's excitement, he did not interrupt the lively discussion between Mr. Harris and Lunn.

Allen looked around and saw Luna playing with a walnut in the hall.

He stood up and walked forward, "What are you doing?"

"I'm thinking about how to open it." Luna glanced at Allen and smiled.

"Do you need my help?" Allen asked gentlemanly.

Unexpectedly, Luna suddenly held Allen's hand with her backhand, staring at Allen with her big light silver eyes: "You just need this, not like this."

The subtle unhappiness that Allen had just felt suddenly disappeared.

He showed a pleasant smile and asked in a brisk voice: "You really don't need help?"

"Thank you, it's okay!" Luna shook her head gently, her long golden hair swaying gently, and her two carrot earrings swayed playfully beside her white earlobes.