Chapter 739: Podium

Allen turned back and walked towards the long Ravenclaw table when he came. He looked calm and ignored the discussions and gazes of everyone in the auditorium.

Michael, who was next to his original position on Dean Eagle's table, saw that Allen was returning, so he moved aside, trying to make more space for Allen. Almost everyone in the auditorium thought that Allen gave up sitting in the teacher's seat, but chose to sit with the students as in previous years, which also made McGonagall, who was starting to worry in the faculty seat, heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's so unfair. Alan is also a professor of ancient magic. Shouldn't the school prepare a seat for him?" Hermione was used to Alan sitting on the long table, but after Alan's series of actions Made her realize Hogwarts' mistake.

Ron habitually wanted to refute when he heard the words, and then suddenly remembered that it was Allen who helped him prove his orientation on the train at the end of last semester. The tutoring of the Weasley family for many years made this freckled red The hair wizard blushed, and in the end he just opened his mouth and fiercely stuffed a piece of chocolate cake into his mouth, swallowing those sarcastic words and sweets together.

The frowning Dumbledore stared at Allen for a while, he turned his body, coughed lightly, and wanted to continue talking, but the harsh rattling sound resounded through the auditorium.

It turned out that Luna used the transfiguration technique to transform the metal fork she used to fork pudding into a wooden chair for Allen, and Allen took it and dragged it slowly to the faculty seat, dragging the chair and the floor on the ground The ear-piercing sound of rubbing was embarrassing. In a quiet atmosphere, Allen sat down leisurely on the faculty seat, and then knocked on the table. The house elves stacked the sumptuous desserts prepared on the golden plates It was full, and then turned to the table in front of Allen.

Seeing Allen's actions, Professor McGonagall shook her head in disapproval. She tried to explain to Dumbledore: "Professor Harris, Albus didn't do this on purpose, you don't have to..."

Dumbledore, who had been silently watching Allen's actions, spoke to him again: "I have to apologize again, Professor Harris."

Allen replied with a friendly smile: "It's okay, Principal Dumbledore, I was also at fault, and I shouldn't have sat in the student seat from the beginning."

The originally quiet auditorium suddenly became noisy. Regarding Allen's behavior, the little wizards talked a lot. Some Muggle-born freshmen didn't care to pretend to be reserved, and curiously asked the people around them who this person was ; and some wizards close to Dumbledore thought that Allen was a bit too proud and insisted on making the situation so embarrassing... But after last year's publicity, Allen's supporters and admirers at Hogwarts have also become Most of them think that Alan's behavior is not only understandable, but full of personality and a symbol of strength, and the matter itself is because of the negligence of the school that the new savior did not get the respect he deserves.

"I'm sorry Professor Harris, this will never happen again in the future." Dumbledore apologized again, and he waited for a few seconds before continuing to speak after the auditorium was completely silent, "As you all know..."

"Please forgive me..." Allen raised his hand and interrupted his principal's speech again. Dumbledore turned to stare at him with a serious face, "Sorry, Professor Harris, you are..."

"I think you forgot to introduce me to the students, principal, but please forgive my rashness and let me do it myself." After finishing speaking, Allen stood up without waiting for Dumbledore's consent, and he also put The metal fork in front of him was transformed into the same shape as the podium in front of the principal, the only difference was that the owl statue was turned into a raven statue and it stood on the dining table, and then he used his loud voice I started to introduce myself, "I am Alan Harris, and I teach ancient magic classes at Hogwarts. I will teach you how to use these ancient magics correctly in your studies, including ordinary spells and black spells. Magic and how to use them in battle,

And I will let you not be extreme to which end, I will not try to make you saints, I will not make you degenerate into devils, this knowledge will only allow you to use it when you are forced to face the enemy. You have a better chance of being one of the survivors. Finally, this course of mine is an elective, it is only open to students in Year 3 and above, and the Ministry of Magic expects to include it in O.W.Ls in two years and N.E.W.T in four years, If you want to join the Aurors in the future, you better make sure you get at least an E in your N.E.W.T. "

After finishing speaking, Allen turned the podium back into a fork and sat down. He nodded to Dumbledore who was staring at him, then sat down and began to fork the pudding in front of him.

The members of the intensive training class in the audience and the young wizards who aspire to go further on the road of magic burst into warm applause and cheers.

"Thank you very much, Professor Harris, your speech was very enlightening...but I'm sorry..." Dumbledore didn't try to apologize for "forgetting" to introduce Alan this time, he rushed Alan He bowed, then turned around and faced the students again, and overwhelmed the cheers with a loud voice, "I have to remind everyone that whether the ancient magic class will be included in the Ministry of Magic exam is still to be determined. As far as the current situation is concerned, the Ministry of Magic has guaranteed everyone's safety, so some school managers and I are discussing whether it is necessary to discuss with the Ministry of Magic whether this subject is really necessary, so that no one needs to take risks It is too dangerous to learn those spells, so I personally suggest that you think twice before deciding whether to enroll in this course."

Allen's voice sounded again immediately: "I also have to remind you, Principal Dumbledore, the Ministry of Magic cannot absolutely guarantee the safety of everyone, just like under the protection of our Ministry of Magic, let us You, the world's greatest White Wizard, have suffered severe curse damage to the arm...I don't think we can make up our own minds for others about how they should keep their own lives safe."

"I thought you had finished speaking, Professor Harris." Dumbledore didn't look back.

"I interrupted you abruptly, but Headmaster Dumbledore, if you don't want someone to contradict your speech, then your speech should not involve that person, otherwise you can't try to expect others will always Do what you say." Allen also bowed to Dumbledore, who was behind his back, and then spread his hands and shrugged. , if you don't mind, Headmaster Dumbledore, I think maybe I can help you heal the damage caused by this curse and stop it from spreading, although it will take a long time... Of course, I think if you can be as good as you were when you were young, Headmaster Continue to specialize in black magic, and with your talent in it, it is not difficult for me to solve it."

Dumbledore raised the covered cursed palm and let it appear in front of everyone: "Thank you for your concern, Professor Harris, but I have let Horace and Severus Prepared the potion for me, as you said, it will take some time, so I think my old man's accidental injury will not delay the third person, but you are right, I will take it I promise that the next speech will not involve you and your courses, but just like our private conversation, I have to do that, although it will take some time..."

Allen didn't speak, just picked up the wine glass and raised it at the headmaster of Hogwarts, and then really focused all his attention on dealing with the pudding in front of him.

But now the entire school auditorium, no matter the long student table or the teacher's seat, is silent. Even the reckless Gryffindor dare not make any noise in this atmosphere. The students peeped at each other, the greatest white wizard and The new savior has some conceptual contradictions that many people more or less know, but just like those who listened to the reports that the two most powerful wizards in the world are both at Hogwarts and will soon defeat Voldemort Like the optimists, they were shocked and horrified to find that the conflict between Alan Harris and Albus Dumbledore had become so intense as before.

The dispute finally stopped, and Dumbledore put his hands on the podium again: "As you all know, everyone was searched before entering the school tonight. You have the right to know the reason. There was once a young man who was with you Same, sat in this hall, walked down the corridors here, slept in the bunks here...he looked like everyone else - I think everyone is already familiar with his name in the Daily Prophet , called Tom Riddle, aka Voldemort."

But because of the previous debate between Dumbledore and Allen, the appearance of the name of the second-generation Dark Lord in the auditorium did not cause too strong a reaction as usual, but it still made everyone focus on Huo Gwartz's principal.

After waiting for a few seconds, Dumbledore spoke again: "The current situation in the wizarding world is much better than I originally imagined due to the efforts of the Ministry of Magic, and Hogwarts has also received more effective support from the Aurors sent by the Ministry of Magic." Professional protection. But in order to avoid accidents like what happened to me, every teacher and student must still be vigilant at all times and not take it lightly. I implore you, whether on or off campus, as long as you find any abnormal or suspicious situations , you must report to the teaching staff immediately. I believe that for the safety of yourself and others, you will definitely restrain your behavior. Well, children, go to bed after enjoying dessert, have a good rest, and prepare for tomorrow's class, good night, yes nice dream."

Dumbledore waved to the students and didn't leave the podium without turning his head. It seemed that he had no intention of returning to his seat—but after walking a few steps, he turned around and grabbed a small handful of Lemon Sherbet. leave again.