The news of Hagrid's arrest and Professor Dumbledore's forced departure from Hogwarts spread throughout the castle overnight.
Everyone in the castle was in a state of panic. "Professor Dumbledore is no longer around. What should we do?"
"I'm afraid the school will be shut down soon!"
"Is Hogwarts still the safest place in the world without Dumbledore?"
"After he left, there will be attacks every day!"
Such discussions could be heard everywhere in the castle.
After Dumbledore left, fear spread like never before. As a result, the sun that warmed the castle's outer walls seemed unable to shine through the mullioned windows.
Every face in the school appeared fearful and uneasy. Every laughter in the corridors sounded ear-piercing and strange, and was quickly suppressed.
After Lockhart was arrested, someone from the school was sent to Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic again.
Most importantly, Allen and the rest's Defense Against Black Magic class was no longer taught.
Professor Mag, who was temporarily acting as the principal, and Professor Fleevy, the head of Ravenclaw College, called Allen to the office.
"Harris, given the school's current situation, we can't find a suitable Defense Against Black Magic professor immediately."
Professor Mag frowned as he stared at Allen. "As Dumbledore's assistant, you have performed very well. We have heard his praises for you many times. "
Professor Mag took out a large piece of parchment that was neatly stapled. Allen glanced at the name on it — Hermione? Granger.
"And the students also think that you have the ability to continue to lead everyone in learning. Professor Fleevy also praised you greatly, and thought that you are the most outstanding student in the history of Hogwarts! "
Professor Mag was obviously not used to such compliments, and his tone was a little stiff.
"Of course, your performance in the transfiguration class is also unparalleled," Professor Mag praised with pursed lips as he seemed to realize that his tone was not very good.
Allen's workplace experience in his previous life told him that as long as the leader praised you generously, there must be a task for you!
A good subordinate could only have one expression for a task given by the leader, and that was a smile. There could only be one result, and that was acceptance.
Therefore, Allen did not say anything. He could vaguely guess why Professor Mag and Professor Fleevy had called him here.
"You are very responsible and very disciplined.. The students and professors have a very high opinion of you. Therefore, we would like to give you an important task. "
Professor Mag was very serious as he solemnly requested Allen. "Lead these students to continue learning Defense Against Black Magic, even if it's just to read some books!"
Professor Flick nodded with a proud look on his face.
It was not that they did not consider letting the senior wizards lead the students in their studies, such as Percy. . or Weasley.
However, the senior wizards might not be able to convince the students of the four academies. Secondly, they might not be able to get close to the mental state of the young wizards. Thirdly, the young wizards were very uneasy, and very few of them could study as calmly as usual.
Most importantly, there was a lot of Defense Against Black Magic classes. It was impossible to rely on a single young wizard to do everything well.
After a discussion among the professors, they decided that the classes of the other grades would either be taught by other professors, or the young wizards would study by themselves.
The emergence of an elite wizard like Allen in the second grade was enough to reassure the professors. They decided to let Allen arrange the Defense Against Black Magic classes for the second grade.
Under Professor Fleevy's expectant gaze, Allen nodded and accepted the task.
In fact, for Allen, who had been a course assistant for some time, this task was not difficult.
Although his understanding of magic theory was not as deep as Dumbledore's, he was still familiar with explaining the content of the course clearly and could do it easily.
The students of the four academies had no objections to Allen standing on the podium for Defense Against Black Magic.
The strong were respected. This was an unchanging truth since ancient times.
Even the arrogant Malfoy, who loved to find fault, had no objections.
Ever since Allen saved Malfoy from the giant eight-eyed spider in the Forbidden Forest, he had been completely convinced by Allen.
Hence, the Slytherin were very serious in their Defense Against Black Magic classes.
Allen's classes were very smooth. His eloquence, his ease of speech, his complete and detailed teaching materials, and his vast knowledge … all of these made the second year adepts respect and admire him.
In the school days, there were always people who left a deep impression on the other students. They were so outstanding that others looked up to them.
Allen was such a person.
Summer quietly came to the grounds around the castle. The sky, like the lake, had turned a light blue with a purple glow. Flowers as big as cabbages bloomed in the greenhouse.
Compared to the tranquility of the Defense Against Black Magic classes, the interior of the castle was a mess.
Allen wanted to visit Penello and Hermione, but the visitors were blocked outside the hospital.
"We can't take any more risks," Madam Pomfrey said to the visitors seriously as she opened the door of the hospital a crack. "No, I'm sorry. The attackers might come back and kill these people …"
It was not just Madam Pomfrey. The professors in the school were more serious than usual, teaching the students sternly and restraining them strictly.
The young wizards were ordered not to wander around without permission. They had to move around the castle in groups with the other students.
In fact, the young wizards seemed to be very happy to have a teacher escorting them from one classroom to another. Allen, who liked to come and go freely, was very annoyed.
However, there was one person who seemed to particularly enjoy this atmosphere of fear and suspicion.
Draco? Malfoy walked around the school as if he had just been appointed as the president of the boy's student union.
In fact, everyone knew what he was thinking. He was a pureblood Slytherin and would not be targeted by the heir of the Chamber of Secrets. His father was a board member of the school and had the right to participate in the voting to decide who the headmaster's position would belong to. He hated Dumbledore, and Dumbledore's suspension was exactly what he wanted.
The smug Malfoy made Allen have the urge to beat him up.
Recently, the common room of Ravenclaw was always crowded with people.
After six o 'clock in the evening, the students of Ravenclaw had nowhere else to go.
And they always had a lot to talk about. As a result, there were often people in the common room after midnight.
This also brought inconvenience to Allen's life.
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