Chapter 387 The First Project (Modified, Sincere Thanks to Ksg and Huan Yu of the Silver League)

Allen didn't appear in front of everyone until dinner. In everyone's mind, Allen was a well-deserved representative of Hogwarts, so no matter where he went, he could get everyone's attention.

After dinner, Beauxbaton's girls waited for him at the door of the auditorium, asking him to sign their robes with lipstick.

When Allen finally got rid of this group of enthusiastic little witches, he felt more tired than studying dementors for a week.

In an empty passage leading to Ravenclaw Tower, he was suddenly stopped by Hermione and Harry.

"Alan," Hermione said anxiously, "the first project is a fire dragon, an adult fire dragon! Much bigger than Drogon."

Allen looked up at her, and patted Hermione on the shoulder lightly.

This action seemed to have magical powers, and Hermione's heart seemed to be appeased and settled down immediately.

"It's a fire dragon, Alan." Harry said quickly while looking around, "There are six dragons in total, one for each of us, and we have to pass them."

The arc of Allen's mouth gradually widened: "How did you find out?"

"Just leave it alone."

"It's Hagrid."

Harry and Hermione blurted out.

Harry looked at Hermione with disapproving eyes, but Hermione looked at Alan with extremely trusting eyes.

"You can't tell it. If others find out the truth, Hagrid will get into trouble." Harry was a little helpless, and hurriedly warned again.

"Harry and I are not the only ones who know. Fleur and Krum know now too—Ms. Maxim and Karkaroff both saw the dragon." Hermione ignored Harry and dumped everything she knew into the bamboo tube. Generally told all to Allen.

"So, Hagrid is dating Ms. Maxim?" Allen couldn't help laughing when he heard Hagrid wearing a pink suit and cologne.

"That's not important, what's important is the fire dragon, Alan, the fire dragon!" Harry's green eyes were full of fear, he wondered if Alan had been infected with the madness by her after staying with the mad girl for a long time, why couldn't he keep catching him? Stay focused. . .

"Harry, I must say, you have acted very bravely!" Allen looked at Harry encouragingly, "But, have you thought about how to deal with the fire dragon?"

Harry shook his head blankly.

"Think about Harry, what are you good at?" Allen's words seemed to have a small hook, hooking Harry out of his daze, and began to think.

"What am I good at?" Harry murmured, "Quidditch, with the help of many people—"

"Harry, you can fly." Hermione was the first to think of it, almost breathless with excitement, "You are the best Seeker in Gryffindor."

Harry looked at Hermione inexplicably, and Allen praised Miss Know-it-all's acumen in this regard.

"Harry, think about the spells that Professor Flitwick taught recently." Hermione's eyes were shining brightly, and that happy little expression was so cute that Allen wanted to pinch it.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Harry's mind. He is best at flying. He needs to jump over the dragon from the air. For that, he'd need his Firebolt; and to get his Firebolt, he'd need—

"Hermione, I need your help." The first thing Harry thought of was Hermione, "But does the Flying Curse have such a wide range of effect?"

Hermione's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her voice was full of confidence: "No problem, Harry, I will let you master the Flying Curse as soon as possible. Maybe we can go to Professor Flitwick again—"

"Harry, on the premise of mastering the Flying Curse, you can also try the Eye Sickness Curse. After all, not everything will allow you to find a tricky way in the future." Although Alan gave a tricky way, he still I hope the other party understands that such a good thing does not happen every time.

"Thank you, Alan." Harry knew the direction of his efforts, and the fear in his eyes disappeared, but it was replaced by anxiety. Whether it is the Flying Curse or the Eye Disease Curse, I am afraid that it will not be able to fully master it in a short time. of.

"By the way, Alan, you have to be careful of Karkaroff.

said Harry seriously, "Sirius told me he was a Death Eater." "

For Allen, it was no surprise that Karkaroff was a Death Eater, but Harry was willing to tell himself the news, which proved once again that his character was much better than Ron's.

The good-natured Harry received a national blessing the next day, and the objects of the blessing were--Ron and Krum!

Because Rita Skeeter's article about the Big Six was published. The article was less an account of The Tournament than an embellished portrait of Harry's personal life.

A large amount of space on the first page of the newspaper was occupied by group photos of the top six, but the second, sixth, and seventh pages of the newspaper were all about the love and hatred between Harry, Ron, and Krum.

Ron and Klum's stunning World Cup kiss is hitting the papers again.

It made Harry feel a burning, uncomfortable shame that those words were horrible. Rita wrote disgusting tirades and asked what other people thought of him.

Harry finally found his first love at Hogwarts. His close friend Colin Creevey said Harry was inseparable from a boy named Ron Weasley.

Mr. Ron Weasley is amazingly handsome and was born in a pure-blood family. The famous Quidditch player Viktor Krum fell in love with him at first sight. They kissed him at the just-concluded World Cup this year.

Since this article appeared, the relationship between Harry and Ron has been frozen to the freezing point. Except for class, they will never appear at the same time.

As for Krum, he received many love letters from boys, which surprised Allen who heard about it. He deserves to be a British magic school.

In the next two weeks, Allen was completely obsessed with the study of dementors. He also received some information collected by Penello, all of which were news about the heinous criminals among Muggles. When it's over, go catch these people and bring them back to the tower for experiments.

On the day of the first game, the atmosphere in the school was very tense and exciting. Classes were suspended at noon, which gave the whole school time to go down to the dragon's paddock—without knowing, of course, what they might see there.

During lunch, Professor McGonagall hurried up to him in the Great Hall. Many people looked at them.

"Mr. Harris, Mr. Potter, now the warriors are all going to the field below... You must be ready to complete the first project."

"Okay," said Harry, standing up, his fork dropping into the plate with a loud clang.

Allen wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, stood up, hugged Michael and Luna, accepted the blessings from the little wizards with a smile, followed Professor McGonagall, and left the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall looked as serious and calm as usual, but the way she kept brushing her hair back from her temples betrayed her inner confusion. She accompanied Alan and the others down the stone steps to the outdoors. It was a cold afternoon in November. She put her hand on Harry's shoulder and patted Alan's shoulder with the other.

"Okay, don't be nervous," she said, "keep your minds calm and brave... We have arranged some wizards nearby. If the situation is not good, they should be able to step forward in time to control the situation... The most important thing is to fully Use your own abilities..." After finishing speaking, Professor McGonagall, who made her expression look more worried because of her own words, led them around the edge of the Forbidden Forest, around a dense bush, and a tent appeared in front of them , the entrance to the tent was facing them.