All things are three at Hogwarts

After successfully returning to the Room of Requirement, Allen immediately took out the pensieve.

Several people came forward. Everyone was very curious about Filch guarding the library door so stubbornly.

Alan poured Filch's memories into the pensieve.

Memories flowed into the Pensieve, and it was unclear whether they were liquid or gas.

It is like a piece of bright silver, but it is constantly flowing, like water ripples in the breeze, and like clouds, it spreads out and rotates softly.

Allen took out his wand and poked the memory in the basin gently. The memory in the basin spun faster.

"I'm the first one." Hermione stood up first. She eagerly wanted to know whether Dumbledore was really behind this.

No one competed with her. Everyone could sense Hermione's emotions and considerately allowed her to be the first to check Filch's memory.

Soon, Hermione returned from the Pensieve to the Room of Requirement.

Her face was quite ugly, she looked very angry, but also relieved.

Penelope gave Hermione a strange look, then dived into memory without hesitation.

When Penello came back with a sarcastic smile, Luna blinked and threw herself lightly into the Pensieve.

"He just doesn't want students to be exposed to dangerous knowledge." Luna, who emerged from the pensieve, looked at Hermione and Penello and explained to Dumbledore.

Allen nodded, of course he knew that Dumbledore, the great white wizard, had no ill intentions towards him.

No matter what, after reading it, you can make a final decision. Allen has never been easily influenced by others.

Allen leaned over and came into contact with the silvery-white memory. He fell into a cold and dark material, as if being sucked into a black vortex.

Filch stood in the corridor on the fourth floor, staring at a guard statue suspiciously.

The statue's armor creaked, and the red tassel on its hat kept shaking.

"Filch!" An old and kind voice suddenly sounded.

Allen saw Dumbledore slowly coming down the stairs.

"Headmaster Dumbledore!" Filch bowed and saluted.

"Ah, you are so naughty, Peeves! Come out quickly!" Professor Dumbledore said to the guard statue that suddenly stopped shaking.

Peeves suddenly rose into the air, grabbing the back of his head with his hands. ,

"Dumbledore! I was wrong!" After saying this quickly, Peeves slipped away as fast as he could.

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, "Peeves, isn't he very difficult to deal with?"

"Indeed, Dumbledore. But compared with Peeves, those little devils are more difficult and cunning. I suggest that the school's punishments should be more detailed and harsh, and you should agree to my application to use the whip. "

Filch applied seriously.

"Filch, you must know that whips are never allowed to be used on students." Dumbledore explained.

"I know that these little guys are really naughty and have brought a lot of trouble to your work. In fact, Mrs. Pince has also been very angry recently. She told me that the restricted book section of the library has been flipped. Traces of it. Filch, did you see anything unusual during your night patrol?" Dumbledore looked at the direction Peeves left and asked casually.

"Mrs. Pince? It must be some naughty little devil." Filch paused, "I will check there carefully and I will definitely find him."

Alan, who was observing from the sidelines, did not miss the flash of light in Dumbledore's eyes, that look of satisfaction.

The next memory was unremarkable, nothing more than a battle of wits with some students.

However, Filch and the principal met too frequently, and Dumbledore showed unusual interest and enthusiasm for the library.

After a while, Filch never encountered Dumbledore again.

Allen noticed that at that time, the Daily Prophet in Filch's hand contained a photo of his Animagus.

Allen suddenly realized that he returned from the Pensieve to the Room of Requirement.

For a moment, no one of the four people said anything.

"Although Professor Dumbledore should have good intentions, I don't agree with his methods. He interferes too much in other people's lives." Hermione puffed up her cheeks, her eyes filled with disappointment, "He doesn't even Allow Harry to move in with Sirius."

"Professor Dumbledore did this for a reason. Harry has the protective magic left by his mother. Before he reaches adulthood, he must regard the homes of people with whom he is related by blood as his own home. Only in this way, That spell will take effect."

Allen's explanation made Hermione suddenly realize, "It turns out that the professor is trying to protect Harry!"

Allen's eyes flashed, "Hermione, there is actually a better way. If Harry can't move to live with Sirius, then why not let Sirius move to live near Harry? "

Hermione clapped her hands happily, why didn't she think of this? The mountain is not mine, so I can be the mountain!

"Don't worry, leave it to me! Before leaving school, I will find Sirius and suggest that he live near Aunt Harry's house. This way the problem will be solved," Allen said.

This is not considered a violation of his agreement with Dumbledore. He is affecting Sirius, not Harry! Allen thought with peace of mind.

Hermione's eyes sparkled, "Alan, you are so kind."

Allen quickly rejected this unexpected good guy card.

"Although compared with Dumbledore's decision, my suggestion takes care of the feelings of Harry and Sirius, but more importantly, I want to tell Dumbledore that he cannot control everyone!"

This can be regarded as Allen's response to Dumbledore's book ban incident.

"There is another person who doesn't have a real reply!" Speaking of reply, Allen thought of another person.

"Who is it?" Penello asked with interest.

"The one who injured Cho Chang and Cedric was Marcus Flint, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team."

Allen narrowed his eyes to cover the fierce glare in his eyes.

"Chou Chang and Cedric are together as a blessing in disguise," Penello said.

"And Marcus Flint, he is about to graduate, but no one can protect him anymore!" Penello's fingers were wrapped around the chain on the wand, and his voice was dangerous.

"Marcus Flint? Do you want to retaliate against him? Count me in! Although he doesn't dare to mess with people in the training class now, he specializes in bullying those little wizards who have neither participated in the training class nor are of pure blood origin."

Hermione was filled with indignation and felt that if there was an opportunity to beat Marcus, she must not miss it. Even if points are deducted for this, I won't hesitate.

"The training class is a very good organization. I like participating in the training class activities the most." Luna fiddled with the raven mask and said softly.

Luna always says inappropriate and embarrassing things. But at this moment, Allen felt that Luna's words moved him a little.