Chapter 292 Moonlight

Ron looked at Sirius going away, then at Harry, hesitant to speak. In the end, he still didn't express his suspicions about Allen.

"Next time we go to Hogsmeade, we can play as much as we want." Ron fiddled with the little owl in his hand, loving it.

Harry touched the parchment signed by Sirius, and smiled again, it's good to be leaving the Dursleys' house!

Allen didn't know that Sirius told Harry to stay away from his "bad boy".

What he is thinking about now is how to organize the evening training camp!

Before he could figure it out, Professor Flitwick stood on a stack of thick magic books and waved to Allen, obviously wanting to say something.

"Professor Flitwick!" Allen hurried forward, looking at his most respected dean.

"Alan, have you figured out how to proceed with tonight's training camp?" Professor Flitwick asked with a smile.

"Professor, do you have a good suggestion?" Although Alan had some thoughts in his mind, but observing his words, Professor Flitwick's expression clearly wanted to give himself some advice.

"Look at our college. Classes are divided into levels according to age. The number of people in your training class is no longer suitable for group teaching. Why don't you divide the levels for young wizards and teach targeted content?" Professor Flitwick suggested road.

Hearing this, Allen quickly thanked him-hierarchical teaching, which coincided with his thoughts.

The sun gradually set, and sprinkled the Charms classroom with a gentleness that had never been seen before.

After dinner in the auditorium, Allen and Penello hurried to the Charms classroom. They wanted to make the classroom layout before the little wizards arrived.

When the two of them were all ready, the silver light of the moon shone on the majestic Hogwarts Castle with an unprecedented tenderness.

The moon saw them sitting side by side at a long table, and shone on their faces through the gap in the window.

"Alan, I didn't expect your training camp to become an event that outstanding little wizards yearn for." Penello said softly, "Are you happy?"

"It's our training class, Penello, it can't be separated from your daily management." Allen looked at the moonlight on Penello's face, and he didn't actually pay much attention to the conversation.

At this time, Penello is very different from the previous capable and domineering. Under the moonlight, he looks so charming.

She crossed her hands on her knees and rested her chin with one hand.

On her slightly raised legs, a black wizard robe slipped off, and it can be clearly seen that her slender and strong legs were tightly wrapped with a pair of good-quality black stockings, which shone beautifully .

Her shoes and matching laces are unassuming, yet surprisingly dainty and cute.

She wore a delicate dark blue hair accessory on her head, with a unique style, making that delicate face even more pretty.

Penello looked happy, obviously enjoying such a quiet time, her bright and twinkling eyes were shining under the moonlight; her face was flushed with a healthy blush.

She seemed to feel Alan's gaze, and looked back at Alan, her eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a strange expression on her forehead, so unique, but very beautiful.

She raised one hand nervously, as if she wanted to use this unconscious movement to grab something, or to cheer herself up.

"Alan, I'm going to graduate this year." Penello's voice was a little melancholy, a little confused, and a little nervous.

"Graduation?" Allen repeated, he didn't understand, what was she nervous about? Does the Hogwarts student body president still worry about losing his job after graduation?

"Alan, what kind of work do you want me to do?" Penello asked, but from her staring eyes, Alan could indeed see that she attached great importance to his answer.

"I hope that you don't have to worry about being tired, that you don't have to be wronged because of money, and that you don't bow your head because of power. The most important thing is to do a job that interests you." Allen said slowly, looking at Penelope's golden thick hair,

He couldn't imagine whether such a beautiful person in front of him would be stained with haze, frost and snow under the tempering of society.

A somewhat complicated smile suddenly appeared on Penello's beautiful face.

Allen was sure that signs of sagacity and determination had certainly been present.

He was curious, wondering what kind of career Penello wanted to pursue after graduation - thinking so, he also asked.

"Auror." Penello gave an answer that surprised Allen.

For Penello, as a Muggle-born child, if he wants to gain a foothold in the magic world and gain fame and status as soon as possible, the fastest way is to become an Auror and make a contribution.

Allen saw her determination, so he didn't persuade the other party with the reason that this kind of career was too dangerous. He nodded and added, "If this job makes you tired, you can end it at any time. There are still people around you. us."

The moonlight is like flowing water, quietly shedding silver light, and the room is warm and peaceful.

Penello turned around suddenly, her eyes sparkling, she suddenly stretched out her hands to Alan, put her arms around his neck, bent her knees and bent down to put her face in his arms, "Thank you, Alan Len."

Allen stiffened immediately, and he felt the infinite friendship contained in the soft body in front of him.

For some reason, the young boy couldn't help being ecstatic, he was immersed in the girl's tenderness.

Under the moonlight, Allen's heart was agitated, he opened his arms, and hugged Penello, who was taller than him, tightly with his backhand, feeling the same restless heart.

Gently and softly breathing, warm and soft red lips, between the two, there is a smile, and the smell is warm.

Just when the two were getting deeper and deeper, and they were about to go further, he heard footsteps coming from the stairs in the corridor—more than one person.

Allen gently lifted Penello and helped her straighten her long messy hair: "Someone is here."

Penello looked out the door suspiciously, and after a while, he saw Edward, Michael, and a few Hufflepuff classmates walking into the classroom.

Gradually, there are more and more people, and the time to start the training camp is getting closer.

Allen and Penello talked and laughed with everyone as if nothing happened.

Only in the occasional eye contact and the occasional smile at each other can reveal a lingering taste.

When everyone was present, Penello stood on the podium in the form of the neat and capable female student union, explaining the rules of the training camp and distributing gold cards for the training camp.

Allen looked at the beautiful and generous Penello on the podium with admiration. He also had his own task to complete - grouping, and selecting an excellent wizard as the team leader to be responsible for the training of the entire group.

"Everyone has been divided into groups. Usually, we need to unite and help each other. We will compete in groups. The group with the fastest progress will get a mysterious gift. As for the team leader in charge of training, this time it is only tentative. We will, based on future performance, Let’s decide on the final candidate.”

Penello has mastered the carrot-and-stick rule.