Chapter 251 Conversation on the Train (Modified)

"Allen not only got Hermione to notify us in time, but also successfully stopped them without making things worse. I think I can add fifty points to Ravenclaw."

Professor McGonagall looked at the light-blond haired boy in Ravenclaw, and secretly admired, if only Gryffindor had such a stable and outstanding little wizard.

Then, Professor McGonagall turned to Hermione, "And Hermione, who arrived at the Three Broomsticks in time, told us the matter clearly, and added fifteen points to Gryffindor."

Hermione's face turned red in an instant, and when she looked up and saw Alan's gentle smile towards her, the little bit of regret for not being able to finish Hogsmeade with Alan completely disappeared. without a trace.

As the excited young wizards returned from Hogsmeade and enjoyed dinner in the Great Hall, word of the matter quickly spread.

The fact that Allen subdued a group of Slytherins with a spell spread like wildfire.

Everyone marveled at Alan's strength, and couldn't help being shocked by Slytherin's unscrupulous methods.

If it weren't for Alan, then Slytherin would have eliminated the Seekers of the two colleges at once.

Knowing the whole story and witnessing the injury on Qiu Zhang's wrist, Roger was filled with righteous indignation, rolled up his magic robe and went to settle accounts with the Slytherins.

Until he learned that Marcus and the others were called away by Filch.

Marcus and their Christmas holidays and all of Hogsmeade week were ruined, and they had to help Filch clean all the school's bathrooms, classrooms, and magic-free.

"It deserves it!" Roger glanced at Slytherin's direction with contempt, and sat down beside Allen.

On the long Slytherin table, the atmosphere was stagnant. It is true that Slytherin has ambitions, and it is true that he will use some tricks and tricks in order to succeed, but such inferior methods are simply a shame to Slytherin.

Malfoy's face was pale, he used his fork to pick at the food on the plate, finally stood up, and walked out of the auditorium.

It was like a signal, and all the Slytherins stood up in silence, and followed Malfoy, filing out.

"Malfoy has become their leader!" Roger said disdainfully, he doesn't have any affection for Slytherin now.

Allen smiled, looking thoughtfully at the empty long table in Slytherin.

Gryffindor's captain, Wood, was stunned when he couldn't find Harry. He yelled and looked for Harry, attracting everyone's inquisitive eyes.

Everyone was wondering, could it be that Harry was also poisoned by Slytherin? But he didn't go to Hogsmeade.

Could it be that he was wounded and locked up in some empty classroom?

In that case, except for Slytherin, all Seekers would be wiped out.

Hermione stood up in a daze. She knew Harry was fine, but why didn't he show up in the auditorium? She also ran out of the auditorium after Wood.

The next day, the little wizards didn't have the mind to pay attention to other things, and everyone was immersed in the joy of going home for the holiday.

On the Hogwarts Express, the little wizards were excitedly talking about their holiday arrangements, playing and laughing while they could use their wands.

There were also some naughty little wizards who detonated the dung eggs smuggled back from Hogsmeade, and were reprimanded loudly by Percy and Penello.

Allen found an empty carriage at the end of the train and sat down. Snowflakes were flying outside the window. He flipped through the newly released "Quieker" and found the recipes that Luna said.

This issue of the magazine can be recommended to my mother, she will definitely like it, and then the family will be happy...

The carriage door was knocked suddenly.

"Could it be Penelope, is it okay to patrol so soon?" Allen waved his wand casually, and the door of the carriage was opened quietly.

To Allen's surprise, it turned out to be Malfoy. He was alone, with Goyle and Crabbe behind him.

After getting permission, Malfoy walked in,

He took the initiative to pull the door of the carriage.

He sat across from Allen, and his coy look made Allen almost have the urge to rush out the door.

"He didn't want to confess to himself, did he?" Allen thought in horror.

"Alan, thank you." Malfoy's tone of voice seemed a little pale.

Allen understood what he meant, "I want to thank you too."

"My status in Slytherin has risen." Malfoy looked complicated - to some extent, he was also a beneficiary of this matter.

"Congratulations!" Allen took a step back, with a smile on his face - this smile seemed to have magic power, and the inexplicable anxiety in Malfoy's heart eased a lot.

"Anyway, I owe you another favor." Malfoy regained his haughty look, stood up, and walked out the door.

"Neither Hermione nor I will talk." Allen said softly.

Malfoy's figure was fixed, without looking back, he walked out the door.

A light "thank you" reached Allen's ears.

When Allen walked off the train with a salute, he saw his sister Emily and Aunt Josephine at a glance!

"Alan!" Emily also saw Alan, like a cheerful little bear, threw herself into Alan's arms and started rubbing her head against him.

Ellen stroked the little guy's back with one hand, raised his head, and greeted Aunt Josephine. On her head was a wide-brimmed black bonnet with purple velvet flowers in the winter. Trembling in the wind.

In the heavy snowfall, Josephine's cheeks were flushed, but Ellen knew that it was definitely not due to the cold. She rarely showed a gentle smile in her sharp blue eyes, and nodded to Ellen.

After Emily finally let go of her brother, Aunt Josephine also warmly hugged Allen: "Ha, I'm so glad to see you again, Allen, you've grown a lot taller than last time!"

When they stepped out of platform 9?, Alan was delighted to find his eldest brother Albert standing in front of a Muggle car, smiling at him.

Albert opened the trunk of the car and put Alan's salute in it.

Allen was in a daze for a moment. When did wizards and Muggles get along so well that they used Muggle transportation?

"This is the car from the Ministry. I'm on a mission. The mission must be kept secret. But it doesn't prevent me from coming to pick up my dear brother." Albert looked happy and seemed very satisfied with his current mission.

Allen wanted to ask him what a good mission was, but he kept his mouth shut when he thought of the Ministry of Magic's secrecy regulations.

Aunt Josephine, who got into the car, was still wearing her extra wide hat, sitting stiffly in the car.

Seeing Alan's gaze, she winked at Alan, "Although the car invented by Muggles is very warm, I still prefer apparition and broomsticks. I heard you are good at Quidditch? Owen and I Both used to be Chasers."