All things are three at Hogwarts

Under the double blow of grief, anger and pain, the penguin fainted and fell to the ground, causing a commotion. , the penguin fell to the ground, causing a commotion.

A figure appeared in the foyer, and the whole place fell into silence.

It was Dumbledore, and Fawkes circled around him and began to hover in the air.

Dumbledore looked at the penguin seriously, "This is"

"Professor Moody, Dumbledore. As a school director, Alan Harris punished Moody for attacking students." Professor McGonagall introduced the situation in a few words.

Dumbledore glanced at Professor McGonagall, raised his arm casually, and directed a spell at the penguin on the ground.

The penguin twitched on the ground, and amid the exclamations of everyone, it turned into a half-human, half-penguin shape. His head and arms still maintained the shape of a penguin, but his torso returned to a human shape.

"Alan used strong magic skills when he used transformation." Professor McGonagall explained from the side.

There was a strong sound of vomiting, and Ron could hardly stand, spitting out half-white and half-yellow filth from his mouth.

"Well, Professor Moody had a good appetite at last night's dinner, so he cleaned up." Professor Dumbledore helped Ron clean up his mouth.

Then he unspelled Moody again.

Moody finally returned to his original shape, curled up on the ground, motionless.

"Someone needs to take Professor Moody to the school doctor's office," Professor Dumbledore said. "Well, Mr. Weasley needs to go too."

Soon, several Gryffindors came out under the gaze of Professor McGonagall and carried Professor Moody away.

Harry accompanied Ron, who was still vomiting, and "cleaned him up" while heading to the school doctor's office.

"Mr. Harris, we need to talk tonight." Dumbledore invited Allen.

Alan nodded, Dumbledore waved, Fawkes flew to his side, and they disappeared from the hall without a trace in an instant.

Allen walked to the place where Moody fainted just now, and silently put a few hairs that the penguin had lost when he tortured him into the storage compartment.

Afterwards, he walked to the long table in Ravenclaw and waited for lunch.

Professor McGonagall looked at his back for a while, then she pointed her wand at the books that had fallen on the ground, causing them to rise into the air and return to her arms.

"Alan, that's so cool!" Michael, who had seen the whole process, whispered to Alan.

No matter which college they were in, everyone around them was excitedly talking about what had just happened.

"Malfoy turned into a jumping stoat, and Professor Moody turned into a penguin. People will talk about this for years." Michael raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Allen and Edward beside him couldn't help but laugh. Alan then began ladling large spoonfuls of the beef smorgasbord onto the plate.

"Professor Moody should be very embarrassed now. He taught Defense Against the Dark Arts, but ended up falling on Alan." Michael snorted and smiled unkindly.

"And that poor Ron Weasley, it looks like he will keep his first kiss until after graduation." Edward avoided the dishes with long white bean sprouts on the dining table, followed Alan's example, and prepared for himself Scoop a big spoonful of beef offal.

"What class do we have this afternoon?" Edward asked vaguely as he swallowed beef.

"Care of Magical Creatures Lesson." Alan put down the knife and fork in his hand.

"I wonder what interesting animals Hagrid will prepare." Edward liked the Care of Magical Creatures class very much, and the animals in the last school year were all interesting.

"It's better to be a little more exciting." Michael is also looking forward to it.

After lunch, when they walked along the gently descending lawn to Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid stood outside the door of the hut, holding the collar of his huge hunting dog Fang with one hand.

There were several open wooden boxes on the ground at his feet. Yaya whined and struggled with his collar, apparently wanting to carefully investigate the contents of the boxes.

As they approached, a strange rattling sound reached their ears, and there were occasional faint explosions.

"Good afternoon!" Hagrid said, smiling at Alan, Edward and Michael, "You're so early, you'd better wait for the Hufflepuff students, they definitely don't want to miss this Blast-Ended Skrewt! "

"Say it again?" Michael's eyes widened.

Hagrid pointed to the box at his feet.

"Oh, how disgusting!" Edward looked at them with disgust.

Edward glanced at Michael again: "It's exciting enough."

"It's so exciting," Edward murmured, looking at the squids crawling around on top of each other, shooting sparks from their tails from time to time.

"Just hatched," Hagrid said proudly, "You can raise them yourself! We can start a big project!"

"Big project?" Allen didn't care about Hagrid's big project. He was more concerned that Hagrid might be causing trouble for himself again.

Aunt Josephine is in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and can be contacted to help Hagrid obtain a keeping license.

For Michael, the more exciting things are yet to come. They need to feed the snails with ant eggs, frog livers, and green snakes.

"Fortunately, they are still very small." On the way back to the castle, Michael sighed as he looked at the burnt area on his leg where the snails had burned him.

"Once Hagrid figures out how to feed them, they'll get really big all of a sudden," Edward said.

Alan felt that Edward was right. Hagrid was definitely good at raising animals.

After dinner, Allen hurried back to the tower and went straight to the perception room on the top floor.

With the help of Moody's hair and perception magic he obtained, Allen successfully saw Moody.

He walked quickly through the corridors of the castle and soon returned to his office.

He locked the door, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and then walked to a box with seven locks. He inserted the seventh key into the lock and opened the lid.

There turned out to be a large pit at the bottom of the box, like a basement. There was a man lying on the floor about three meters deep, as skinny as a stick, as if he was asleep.

The real Mad-Eye Moody. His wooden legs were gone, the magic eye was empty under his eyelids, and several strands of gray hair were missing.

The Moody who opened the box was definitely a fake.

The face of the fake Mu Di changed. The scars gradually disappeared, the skin became smoother, and the missing nose grew full and shrunk. The long gray hair is shortening and turning light yellow.

Suddenly there was a clang, the wooden leg fell aside, and a real leg grew out. Then, the enchanted eyeball popped out of its socket, and a real eye took its place. The magic eyeballs rolled to the floor and were still spinning around.