Chapter 1232 ?

After breakfast, when the lion cubs rushed to the duel arena, neither the professor nor the teaching assistant had arrived, which relieved Ron, who was still worried about Ginny's statement.

Noticing that no one was standing next to Hermione, Ginny pulled Harry over, and Lavender squinted and pouted, hugged Ron's arm tightly, and pulled him to the other side.

"Congratulations Hermione, you won the most terrifying house award with an overwhelming advantage, and you are a well-deserved champion." Ginny approached Hermione with a smile on her face, "After Dad heard those rumors, otherwise we will come here , but I voted for you directly."

"Thank you so much!" Hermione folded her arms and turned around when she heard the sound, looking sullen.

"Speaking of which, they are rumoring that your family scared at least 30 wizards to death on Halloween..." Ginny was very satisfied to see Hermione's furious expression, "Of course I know this is a rumor..." See Hermione After Min relaxed, Ginny asked in a low voice on purpose, "But you have to tell me quietly, how scared are you to death?"

"The price has increased by more than 30?!!!" Hermione shook her fluffy hair, "I didn't scare any of them to death! I just fainted two of them... Later, it was rumored that seven of them died for no reason. There are more and more now!" Her tone was very aggrieved, "Even many people in Gryffindor are afraid, as if I can eat people... It is obvious that Grindelwald's family can eat people..."

"So the fainting part is true?" said Harry, startled. "What have you done to your house?"

"...Next year I won't even carve pumpkin lanterns..." Hermione pursed her lips, "The professor is here."

The sound of the motorcycle sounded, as if pinching the point, Penello drove into the duel venue at a high speed, flicked his tail and stopped in the middle of the venue, with one long leg propped on the ground.

The whole class fell silent immediately, and the wizards lined up reflexively, standing up straight with their hands behind their backs. Several assistant coaches also hurried to the duel venue and stood behind Penello.

"Very good, it seems that you have improved somewhat." Penello stepped off the motorcycle with a long leg, and his voice spread throughout the duel arena, "Continue with the confrontational reaction training today, I have observed you on campus recently The duel, I really met some dark wizard, I doubt you can survive for three seconds... Your reaction to casting spells is too slow, standing there stupidly is like a fixed target, expecting the enemy to wait for you to use the defensive spell Will it attack you later? And the accuracy of the spell, some people don’t aim at some shield...waiting to be bounced back with the Iron Armor Curse to kill themselves?"

The wizards skillfully and resignedly divided into groups of two and two, and spontaneously started confrontation training. Although they did not dare to voice any doubts or complaints, most of their faces showed painful expressions—this kind of confrontation training, one side Attack, while the other party cannot use magic spells to defend and can only rely on the body.

Once hit by the spell, although the power of the spell has been reduced through Allen's special wand and the ancient magic robe on his body, people will still feel the pain caused by the spell, and Just because the power is reduced, the practice of the spell will continue until the end of the class, that is to say, if you are not very flexible, like Neville, this pain will last from class to get out of class.

And if they want to survive this class by cheating and letting their collaborators release water, then once they are discovered, what awaits them will be even more tragic training and punishment.

But today, the students haven't felt the pain much. A figure that is hard to see in the school this semester suddenly appeared next to the duel field. The indifferent expression on Penello's face changed. She walked quickly Going forward, lips raised, "Why are you here? I still have to teach them..."

"Sorry Professor Clearwater... I have to delay your class for a while..." the headmaster of Hogwarts said apologetically,

"I need Draco for something, Penelope."

Allen looked around the crowd who didn't dare to stop because the professor didn't call to stop, and soon saw Draco who was confronting Zabini. Judging from the situation and actions, it seemed that Malfoy's heir had recently Well practiced, he met Draco's eyes, and waved at the little ferret.

After receiving the call from the school's senior management, Draco and Zabini thought it was in line with the disciplinary rules, so they dared to stop the confrontation.

Allen raised his hand and made a gesture to Malfoy telling him to wait, and then looked at the professor of the practical spells class: "Penello, let the doctor or the fat man come over to take the class, I still have some things that need you to deal with." ..."

"Want to see me transform again?" Penello's expression was a little tangled. On the one hand, he was a little happy that the other party didn't dislike her Animagus form, but on the other hand, she felt that the other party seemed to like her more than her human form recently, and it was a bit awkward...

"Cough! Of course not!" Allen was misunderstood by the other party and made himself choke on his saliva. He coughed dryly so that he could slap his face and show the upbringing he should show, "Business..."

Hearing that it was a business matter, Penello put away his twitching in an instant, turned around and shouted to the students, "You can stop now! Wait for your teaching assistant to take my place in class."

This kind of change also attracted more students to look in Alan's direction justifiably, but the recent classroom discipline prevented students from speaking freely in this class without calling a report.

"Oh, don't worry about your professors and classmates, I just need their help with some things..." Allen tilted his head and smiled kindly, "Also, fortunately, I recently tried to switch to the ancient spells that you can cast It is almost successful, with it, it is estimated that your professor will want to strengthen your speed of casting defensive spells instead of relying on physical strength to dodge."

This made the little wizards turn their attention away from Malfoy, and the excitement on their faces was palpable.

Allen has not taught them magic for a long time since he became the principal, and the spells he passed down as a professor before have been proven useful in their mutual duels-and now he has promised to let them Going back to a mode that is more inclined to cast defenses instead of relying on body dodging like a Muggle, which is great for many wizards who are fatter and inflexible and have a large target area.

The principal taught the three students to walk out of the arena and stopped in front of the circular colonnade.

"Draco, your father Lucius, because he provided the Ministry of Magic with very important evidence that some pure-blood families colluded with Voldemort... As an act of silence and revenge, just now, he was raped by some pure-blood families in the hospital. Conspiracy to assassinate the bottom line of morality, he..."

"Huh? My dad has a fishbone?!!!" Malfoy's face paled instantly and Alan was interrupted. He thought that Alan interrupted the classroom teaching to find himself, and as a pure-blood member, he had already realized that After what his father had done, thoughts of ominousness and fear rose in Malfoy's mind.

"Today, someone in your father's ward anonymously sent a camouflaged poisonous tentacle in the name of an ordinary landscape plant, and sprinkled some volatile but paralyzing venom in the flower buds, hoping to use this There is a way to strangle and poison Lucius to death..." Alan only halfway through the explanation, before being grabbed by his sleeve by Malfoy.

"Draco, you should learn to calm down...I can tell you things faster..." Allen comforted, "As a professional, Victor can easily see through this plant. Lucius, apart from being pointed again There's nothing wrong with being scared."

"But you called me out..." The heir of the Malfoy family seemed to have a gag in his throat, and the more organized his brain was, he couldn't understand what he wanted to say.

"There is an umbrella and the armed forces of the Ministry of Magic guarding your father. I'm actually not worried. It's just that they failed to assassinate your father. They may turn their heads and target you and threaten him with you. " Allen met Draco with calm eyes, "So I think putting your family together for a while can make you feel at ease with each other."

"Hogwarts is the safest place in the world." Draco said confidently, "Alan, help me protect my parents..."

"In fact, they have already carried out some operations against you, but they were discovered as soon as they entered the city... But this is endless like flies... Although I can guarantee the safety, it is not good if they affect other students ..." Allen was not stingy about being patient with his diehard loyalists. He patted Draco on the shoulder lightly, "Speaking of which, I haven't invited anyone to our new home. For something else, why not come to the new home on Huxin Island for a few days... Don't worry, the information your father provided is very valuable."