Adventures of the Prince of HP

In Potions class the next day, Draco deliberately sat next to Harry, and Harry shifted his position with a flushed face, but no matter where Harry was, Draco would come quickly, and because of what happened yesterday, there was no People go to partner with Harry, they are all waiting to see the follow-up of the savior and Malfoy.

Draco whispered something in Harry's ear from time to time, and every time Harry's face turned red when he calmed down, Snape took the opportunity to deduct a lot of points from Gryffindor.Harry looked at Draco angrily, seeing the little bastard smiling heartlessly.

Allen didn't show up in class, he was in Snape's office to help the professor watch the Wolfsbane potion being brewed for a while.

Soon they were in another classroom, and on the central lectern stood a ten-inch cabinet with glued glass and a rattling door.This is Professor Lupine's first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and the little wizards are looking forward to it.Draco made no fault of it, as he followed Harry closely.

When Alan arrived later, Lupine had just arrived, and they greeted each other. Alan sat down casually in the place offered to him by a little snake, and did not go to Draco. Lupine was wearing a neat wizard robe , Standing on the podium very energetically.

"Good afternoon," said Lupine. "Put your books back in your bag, please, and have practical lessons today. You'll just use your wands."

They all looked at each other curiously, and put away their books, they'd never seen practical lessons in Defense Against the Dark Arts, except last year when Lockhart let loose a bunch of Cornish elves.Most of their spell practice comes from Allen's Institute of Spell Practice.

"Well," said Lupine when he saw they were all done, "anyone want to guess what's in here?"

"It's a Boggart!" said a lion cub.

"Yes, Mr. Thomas." Lupine nodded, so who knows what a Boggart is? "

Hermione raised her hand, "Boggarts are shape-shifting creatures that can see through your heart and become what you fear most."

"Excellent!" Lupine praised, "the more people there are, the easier it is to deal with Boggarts, because it doesn't know what to change. There is a very simple way to defeat Boggarts, but it requires willpower." , you know, what Boggarts are most afraid of is laughing, and you have to try to think of something that you think is funny."

"And the spell against Boggarts is 'funny funny,' which turns it into whatever you think is the funniest." Say it together, "funny funny!"

"Funny, funny!" said the little wizards together.

"Okay, so Neville," Lupine nodded at the round-faced boy, he remembered the brave and loyal couple who had been his comrades-in-arms during Voldemort's dark reign, "can you please help me?" Do you want to show?"

Under Lupin's encouragement and guidance, Neville transformed the Boggart from a gloomy old bat into a crooked old woman dressed in old woman's clothes, and everyone burst into laughter.

This made Allen slightly dissatisfied, but he couldn't help showing a smile.

I have to admit that Lupine is really good, his class is lively and interesting, and the students are scrambling to try it out, until Harry, the Boggart turns into a dementor.

The biting chill, the smell of rot, the hooded face, the hands with only black bones...

Harry froze in place, and at this moment, Draco behind him pulled Harry behind him, and the Boggart turned into a defaced Malfoy crest, revealing Harry faintly. The appearance of death...

Draco forced himself to be calm, shaking Harry's hand, waving his wand with his right hand, "Funny funny!"

The picture immediately turned into a group of lively ice mice, a group of them were running around on the ground being chased by a cat.

Allen put his hands in his coat pockets, expressionless.

On Saturday, young wizards of all years gathered in a very large rotunda classroom - this is the center of the practice of spells, and Alan and Lupine stood on the podium.

Allen chuckled, "I think everyone likes Professor Lupine very much, he is definitely the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor we have ever seen!" There was a burst of laughter from the audience, "Everyone knows that this year's school A group of uninvited guests came here, in order to ensure your safety, I invited Professor Lupine to teach us the Patronus Charm!"

Lupine leaned slightly and bowed.

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

Allen looked at Professor Lupin's little wizards from the sidelines. They were well-organized and well-organized, and he felt relieved.

For a long time, except for the necessary courses at Hogwarts, he studied and studied the offensive black magic, and the dark creatures were afraid of the breath on him-he didn't know the Patronus Charm.

The class ended in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. After bidding farewell to Allen, Lupine took Harry to practice the Patronus Charm. Draco followed closely, saying awkwardly that he wanted to see someone make a fool of himself. Harry ignored him.

Allen waited for the little wizards to disperse, and asked Tita to send a note to Dumbledore.

Soon, the flaming Fox appeared in front of him and threw the note on the ground angrily—it was a vengeful phoenix!That Grindelwald was pecked at by him every day!

Allen looked at Fox calmly with a smile, and glanced at the note on the ground.

Fox flicked his wings, why does this guy look so similar to that Grindelwald now!

It looked angrily for 30 seconds, and seeing that Alan had no intention of picking up the sticky note, he had to lower his head, bite the sticky note and hand it to Allen, and then disappeared in a flash of fire.

The sticky note is written in circles and circles, and there are only two simple sentences: Welcome!My zizi honey candy here is very good!

Allen let go of the sticky note, and the small parchment floated in the air and burned to ashes. He stepped outside the stone beast and said, "Zizi honey candy."

The stone beast turned away.

Dumbledore smiled and said, "Oh, Alan, would you like a candy?" Alan sat down opposite him, raised his hand to reject the old man, and Dumbledore withdrew his hand regretfully, "You always don't like candies .What do you find me for?"

Allen chuckled, "There are dementors in Hogwarts. I haven't heard the news all summer. I think the board of directors has seriously damaged my power as a school manager, so I ask them to let me go to Durmster Lang is an exchange student..." He took out a parchment scroll sealed with red lacquer from his pocket, "This is the consent report."

Dumbledore took the scroll seriously, nodded after reading it, "Since the board of directors agree, then of course I will arrange it. But..." He put the scroll aside, and quickly glanced at the paper on the table. Blank photo frame, "Alan, can you tell me why you want to go to Durmstrang instead of the Beauxbaton School of Magic in France? You know, that is a school funded by LeMay!"

Allen smiled perfectly, "Sir, Beauxbatons are all girls, so it's not suitable for me to go!"

Dumbledore smiled at him.

Allen lowered his eyes and smiled, showing a trace of nostalgia and pain in his expression, "However, when I return from Germany, I will visit Paris...to visit the school that the teacher helped to build."

Dumbledore was relieved. Alan probably still couldn't accept Flame's death. He comforted him a few words and asked, "When is Alan going to leave?"

Allen crossed his fingers, "Next Monday, the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow is Hogsmeade Week. I also want to visit the only gathering place for pure wizards in the UK! By the way, make arrangements for the follow-up of the society."

Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction.

After drinking a cup of black tea, Allen also said goodbye and left.

He looked at the bright sky. In fact, this matter could be delayed for another two weeks, but he just didn't want to see Draco pursuing Harry again.