Chapter 416 Boyfriend

Returning to the hall from the confinement room, Owen enthusiastically poured a glass of elderflower wine for his youngest son Allen, and drank it himself. Nothing makes parents more happy than the success of their children.

Owen talked a lot, telling all kinds of interesting things he saw or heard in the Ministry of Magic, the life characteristics of magical creatures, the battle adventures of Aurors, and so on.

The eyes of the ladies present were all on him, and Hermione said in a slow voice: "The things you said can be written into a set of fascinating articles."

Allen leaned forward, clenched his fists with his hands under his chin, and said to his father, Owen, Albert, and Lun: "The Dark Lord is about to rise. Karkaroff is afraid, and he wants to run away."

Allen told his father and brother the information he knew about Karkaroff under the pretext of overhearing the conversation between Snape and Karkaroff.

"When Karkaroff saw you flying out of the lake, he jumped up from his chair as if he had been stabbed by a needle, his face was astonishingly white, and he turned around and wanted to run, but Dumbledore Stop it." Owen couldn't help laughing when he thought of Karkaroff's expression of seeing a ghost at that time.

"Grindelwald used to study in Durmstrang." Owen rubbed his palms, "But Karkaroff, maybe we can control him. We can temporarily let Lun bring a few people to the Anglo-German Ministry of Magic In the name of exchanges, in return for protecting him, I think Durmstrang should at least vacate a few teaching positions for the new batch of elites recruited by our family."

Owen looked at Allen and smiled with ease: "Speaking of these elites, after watching your game, all the young elites under me who have been oppressed for many years and have not lost the pride of their pure-blood families are very fond of you." Convinced, if you have a task to hand over to them in the future, you should receive the greatest support."

Allen nodded, and looked at Albert who was fiddling with an empty wine bottle: "Albert, Penello needs to be transferred from the front line to fight, let her work in the Auror office for a period of time. "

Albert nodded, but looked at Allen with puzzled eyes.

"She's been in a bad mood lately, staying away from those battles will calm her down. At the same time, she can have more time in the tower to train family members who are not very good at fighting like Daisy and Hermione, so that their wands can grow quickly.”

Penelope leaned on the back of the sofa, her wand twirled flexibly in her palm. Hearing that, her wand flew out of her palm, and was quickly pulled back into her hand by the chain. She looked up at Allen , but did not speak out against it.

"Okay, it's getting late, everyone go back and rest." Owen suggested looking at the magic clock hanging on the wall.

"There is still a little matter to be dealt with in the ministry. Come with me, Penello, and issue your job transfer letter by the way." Albert is a swift and decisive person, and he likes to deliver the work immediately and doesn't like to procrastinate.

Penello bid farewell to Mr. Harris and others politely, but her big charming eyes never dared to meet Alan's eyes, and disappeared from the tower in an instant following Albert.

Alan also stood up and said goodbye to his family. When he passed Aunt Josephine, Alan hugged Josephine, "Aunt Josephine, you are in charge of the Department of Magical Beast Management and Control in the Ministry. Magical creatures, remember to collect materials such as blood and body tissue from these dangerous creatures."

Allen, who left the tower, turned into the form of a phoenix. Through the perception imprint, he found Luna first, and took Luna back to Ravenclaw's common room in a teleport.

After saying goodbye to Luna, he located Hermione's position again. Hermione, who had left the tower, apparated to the edge of the school, walked around the black lake, held the back of the school uniform cloak with both hands, and ran towards Hogwarts Go, she is obviously used to obeying the school rules and doesn't want to miss the curfew time.

Allen, who teleported to Hermione's side, startled Hermione, and Hermione turned her body away angrily, turning her back to Allen.

Allen smiled, didn't care, stayed by Hermione's side, and walked towards the castle with Hermione who slowed down.

"Hermione, you should also remember to promote a few wizards as your assistants in the cram school. Don't put your mind too much on the training camp. Your current priority is to make your wand grow." Allen called Turning his head, he gently exhorted Hermione.

"However, I'm worried that other people may not be enough to convince the crowd, and it won't be good when the training class becomes chaotic." Hermione hesitated, "I can take care of both."

Allen pinched Hermione's cheek: "Although training classes are indeed very important to me and the Harris family, they are nothing compared to you."

After that, in the days after the second game, the weather became colder day by day. Although the weather became clearer, every time they came to the field outside the castle, the cold wind still blew the hands of the little wizards. And the face hurts and hurts.

The owls couldn't deliver the letters in time, because the wind always blew them off course. Finally the owl showed up at breakfast time on Friday, half its feathers blown to and fro by the wind.

Allen took off the newspapers and magazines such as "The Daily Prophet" and "Quieker" that were tied to their legs, and fed them some water. The owls gratefully pecked Allen's fingers and flew away.

But the dinner table is obviously not a good place to read newspapers, Allen picked up these magazines, got up and left.

When he walked down the steps to the hall, he saw the group of Slytherins headed by Pansy Parkinson gathered together. They were all looking at something, giggling and having a great time.

When Ron rushed past Allen holding a newspaper, Pansy's foxy face poked out from Goyle's fat back excitedly, and the group of Slytherins laughed even more happily.

"They're coming, they're coming!" she giggled, and the cluster of Slytherins dispersed.

Allen saw that she was holding a magazine in her hand - "Wizard Weekly". The campaign photo on the cover features a curly-haired witch grinning with teeth showing, pointing with her wand at a large sponge cake.

Allen quickened his pace, and he became interested in the newspaper in his hand. In the library, Allen first opened "Wizard Weekly".

Without any difficulty, Allen found what he was looking for on the front page of the magazine. A color photo took up an entire page, and Krum looked intently at Ron's nose. On Ron's nose with a few small freckles, it was a water beetle.

Meanwhile, in the Potions classroom, Ron was flipping through the magazine angrily: he might be a boy in the limelight - but he was suffering the same pains that teenage boys had. Rita Skeeter reports. After the World Cup, Viktor Krum finally met the love of his life at Hogwarts - Ron Weasley. Ron Weasley once ate and slept with Harry Potter for three years, and they were inseparable.

Ron Weasley is an ordinary-looking but ambitious wizard who seems to have a soft spot for famous wizards, but Harry alone can't satisfy his appetite. Ever since he met Viktor Krum, the famous Bulgarian Seeker at the World Cup, Mr. Weasley had been toying with the two wizards.

Krum, apparently smitten by the cunning red-haired Mr. Weasley, not only fought to the rescue during the second match of the Trinity Tournament, but also thoughtfully, like a wife grooming her husband. Grooming for Ron Weasley.

Perhaps what Mr. Krum needs to pay attention to is that, as a qualified boyfriend, this Ron Weasley may not be a good choice. Perhaps Principal Karkaroff should test whether Mr. Krum has misunderstood Love potion.

Of course, love potions are banned at Hogwarts, and Albus Dumbledore no doubt needs to look into this seriously. Meanwhile, those with good wishes for Mr Klum hope that the next time he makes a real offering, he will pick a more worthy candidate.

Harry, who was sitting next to Ron, saw Ron peeking at the magazine. When class was over, Harry quickly passed Ron, and called Ron for the first time after the cold war: "You have to leave Li next time." Stay away, Tar Skeeter! She's made you into a——a slut!"

"Slut?! The newspaper says I'm a boyfriend!!!"

"Ron you idiot, you're not really gay!"