Chapter 737 Old Squib

( ) In the darkness, Allen and his team got off the carriage and continued to drag Harry, who was lying on the floating saucer, into the iron gate outside Hogwarts Castle.

Professor Filius Flitwick, the Head of Ravenclaw, was standing in the open space outside the fence gate, looking at a piece of parchment and checking the student list. Behind him, several tall armed Aurors watched Professor Flitwick's movements warily to see if he was carefully checking every wizard who walked into Hogwarts.

"Name?" Professor Flitwick looked at the approaching Allen and the others and asked, but then explained to the confused Allen and the others, "Sorry, Allen, but this is required by the Ministry of Magic. Check every name. The name of the wizard who walks into Hogwarts. Everyone must give their name, no one is exempted."

"Sorry, Professor Harris, this is the rule..." A young armed Auror recognized Allen. Although he apologized repeatedly, he still asked Allen and his party to complete the rule.

"Wait! That's Harry Potter up here, what happened to him?" Professor Flitwick looked at Harry who was lying on the floating saucer with a face of pain and could hardly speak and asked. As a Hogwarts professor who cared more about students, he couldn't help but be a little shocked when he discovered Harry's miserable condition.

Harry, who was suffering from pain, speechless and eager for relief, pointed to his lower abdomen three inches lower. Professor Flitwick quickly stepped forward and stretched his hand towards Harry's injured area.

Harry was a little shy, there was some hesitation between his brows, and he was at a loss for a moment. Suddenly, when he heard a clicking sound next to him, Harry turned his head and saw that the crazy girl had taken out a camera and pointed it at him at some point, which made Harry's face turn red.

The sound of "click, click, click" of the camera shutter kept ringing. Hermione pursed her lips tightly, just like Professor McGonagall in class, and she took a step forward, "Luna, we should respect..." Before she could finish her words, she was gloated by Alan. Stopped.

"That's good, teach him a lesson, and Harry will be more cautious before taking risks next time." Allen relied on his quick wit and knowledge of Miss Know-It-All to make up a reason, and successfully made Hermione think of Harry. The reckless things I have done. Hermione looked at Harry lying on the floating saucer apologetically, and no longer stopped Luna from taking pictures.

Seeing this, Harry stretched out his hand in a vain attempt to block Professor Flitwick, but because he was in so much pain that he couldn't use any strength in his hand, Professor Flitwick casually pushed him aside. Then, Professor Flitwick directly lifted up his pants and looked at him for a while. After judging the extent of Harry's injury, he took out his wand and pressed it against Harry's injured part: "Mr. Potter, don't worry, it's just a superficial injury. I'll treat it soon." It can be cured.”

Professor Flitwick's wand moved slowly against Harry's injury. Harry bared his teeth and his expression became even more ferocious. But then, Harry took a long breath and relaxed. He even felt nostalgic for the refreshing and cool feeling after the pain of touching the wand.

"Okay, there's no problem anymore, just what's going on?" The indescribable location of the injury made Professor Flitwick a little curious about what happened to Harry.

"I found Harry while patrolling the Hogwarts Express. I don't know what happened to him." Alan spread his hands.

Harry was also very embarrassed. He couldn't tell the professor that he went to spy on a Slytherin girl because he was suspicious of her, but was discovered, knocked down and kicked hard by the other party! So he could only tell a clumsy lie: "I accidentally fell and bumped into him on the train."

Fortunately, no one present had the intention to dig deeper. Harry must have something to hide behind what he said.

"Okay, but you have to hurry up, the party is about to start." Flitwick let go of Harry and turned to remind Alan and the others. Then he approached the iron fence, holding the wand in one hand and spreading it out with the other. , after whispering a curse, the transparent blue light on all the iron fences surrounding the school began to flash, and the magic defense system of Hogwarts was opened by the headmaster of Ravenclaw.

Everyone also began to move forward towards the castle.

"No, you old squib! I come from the Holy Twenty-Eight Clan, you can't just open the luggage of a pure-blood family lady!" Pansy Parkinson seemed to be resisting fiercely from the corner where the students' luggage was piled. came, and she was seen hugging her bag tightly to prevent Filch, the administrator next to her, from touching it.

"I think I can, Miss Pansy Parkinson! You can't refuse. This is the unified requirement of Hogwarts. Now, unpack your luggage!" Filch's face became even darker after being ridiculed to the point where he cared about the most important thing in his heart. , he took a step forward and said forcefully.

Behind Filch, Mr. Handy, who had the same dark gray fur as Mrs. Norris, reached out to three different luggages with three tentacles behind Filch, and inspected the contents of the luggage with his three protruding eyes.

"It's okay, Filch, I can vouch for Pansy." Professor Snape stood next to Pansy. The voice was low, but it could not be refused.

"Professor Snape, this is Dumbledore's order, and no one can be exempted from it." Although Filch was habitually afraid of the professor, he had no intention of obeying this time. Filch walked forward a few steps on crutches. Stepping forward, his gloomy eyes looked past Pansy and looked behind her. A smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled old face, and then he waved to Pansy, "Forget it, you go in first."

Holding her big backpack, Pansy's eyes met Harry who was glaring at her. Seeing Harry standing there perfectly fine, looking like he wasn't hurt in any way, Pansy curled her lips and snorted coldly, but then she saw Ellen walking behind, she panicked, and hugged her luggage Followed Snape and left first.

Filch, using his cane, quickly greeted Allen and his entourage who came over. He sincerely thanked Allen with a more flattering smile than when he faced Umbridge last year. There was even a hint of whimpering in his voice. "Professor Harris, thank you for sending Mr. Handy. It is very useful and frees me from the endless cleaning work."

In fact, for Filch, the Mr. Skillful Hands sent by Allen was very practical, but what moved him even more was that he had seen many wizards over the years, but whether they were pure blood or As a Muggle and half-blood, only Allen made him feel respected. Filch pointed in the direction of Ravenclaw Tower, "Professor, I don't have any luggage from you, Miss Granger or Miss Lovegood." It has been opened and sent to your room in advance."

"Thank you, Argus. You are welcome to communicate with me when you are free. In your career, you can try out the various functions of Mr. Skillful Hands in many ways. During use, you can pay more attention. It is best You can give me some advice, which will help Mr. Handy develop his morality." Alan smiled gently at Filch, "You can also try to use it to help Mrs. Irmapins and see if you can help. She cleans the library..."

Allen's last tease made the squib administrator blush, but for the first time he felt entrusted with work other than cleaning and other trivial tasks, he hurriedly expressed his stance, "Professor Harris, don't worry, I will pay more attention."

In reality, Allen, as the man in charge, wasn't really trying to gather Filch's opinion. Umbrella Company naturally has a professional team to conduct research on improving the functions of Mr. Handy. The reason why he said this was just to allow Filch to communicate with more people. He had some ambiguities with Mrs. Pince. She is similar to Filch in that they both hate ordinary students so much. It's just that Filch is jealous of the students' magic skills, and Mrs. Pince just doesn't want the students to touch her precious books. However, their relationship has never progressed, and it has never been clear. Allen also has a good impression of Mrs. Pince, who had been taken care of by her in the lower grade. He wanted to push them to make Filch more proactive.

Saying goodbye to the administrator who still needs to continue to check and salute, in the dark night, the hurried footsteps of Allen and the others broke the silence. The castle not far away was brightly lit, and Harry, who had been silent, finally endured seeing that there was no professor around. He couldn't help but ask: "What do you think was in Pansy Parkinson's bag just now that she didn't want others to see?"

"Harry, I think you should focus on other things. Maybe there are some personal items in Pansy's bag? I don't think any girl would want Filch to see these things." Hermione's tone was a little helpless, She knew that Harry was once again planning on airing his suspicions.

"Hermione, I have to emphasize to you again that I suspect Pansy Parkinson may have a real problem. Didn't we follow her and Lucius Malfoy in Diagon Alley before? It's a pity that Hermione you were stopped. After coming down, they went to the Bock and Bogin store in Knockturn Alley. Their movements were strange. When they came out, Pansy Parkinson, who was originally frowning, looked very happy. This action of her and Lucius was too deliberate! Lucius He even did this without telling his wife and son!" Harry sounded a little excited.

"It's a bit suspicious, but Harry, isn't it normal for people of their background to visit stores like this?" Hermione disagreed, "Besides, through my understanding of black magic, I think they themselves have been misunderstood by many wizards. , even if it is a small number of spells that can affect your mind to a certain extent, as long as you are not addicted to it, it is not a bad thing to learn and understand it properly. Harry, you should attend Allen's new class this semester. This knowledge That’s what really helps you.”

"I just think so. I don't know, but she must have some plans. I think we should take it seriously. Her father was a Death Eater during the first war, and he finally escaped because of the Imperius Curse. Punishment. In addition, her recent behavior has been very strange. Just like before, she was obviously trying to avoid Allen. I suspect Parkinson is afraid that the secrets in her mind will be discovered by Allen! In addition, she is domineering and very aggressive. Damn, do you think she accepted Voldemort's will..." A flash of light flashed through Harry's little head, and he felt that his guess was probably the truth.

"Impossible, she is just a little girl. How could the mysterious man need her to do anything for him... Wait! You said she was ruthless... Was it because of Pansy that you were injured before?" Hermione noticed that her friend's Subtext, she began to wonder if it was because Harry thought Pansy Parkinson was acting suspiciously in Knockturn Alley, so he rashly followed her on the train and was injured by Pansy when he was discovered.

"Yes, I was indeed injured by Parkinson's, but you can't deny that she is indeed very suspicious." Harry emphasized, half embarrassed and half annoyed.

"She has been acting a little strange recently... But Harry, it's best not to bring personal emotions when judging a person." Hermione shook her head disapprovingly: "You can observe more, but don't make it easy without enough information. Just make a judgment, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net and then use your hypothetical judgment to look at her behavior... Also, next time you plan to take a risk, you'd better consider your own strength... I mean if you face Pansy can be easily knocked down by her..."

"I will participate in Alan's class!" Harry looked a little embarrassed, but after this incident, he also clearly realized the gap in strength between himself and the members of the training class. He originally had some hesitation due to the conversation with Dumbledore. Harry, at this time, has already made up his mind to take Allen's course to improve his strength.

"Harry, I suggest you go find Dumbledore and tell him everything you see and the suspicions you have. If there is really any problem, I think Dumbledore will be able to find it. This matter itself is also a matter for the principal to solve." Allen remained calm and did not comment on Pansy Parkinson, but only gave Harry a suggestion.

"I will. If she really has any purpose, Dumbledore will definitely be able to find out something." Harry agreed with Allen's suggestion, and then he noticed Lu who was following behind them and did not say much. Luna and Ms. Gray, the school ghost of Ravenclaw, tried to ask with some hesitation: "Luna...the photo just now..."

"It won't appear on The Quibbler." Luna tilted her head and smiled at Harry, interrupting Harry's plea.