Professor Mag asked Hermione to stay behind.
Allen knew that Hermione would get the time turner.
This meant that Dumbledore and the rest had absolute trust in Hermione.
The time turner was not an ordinary magic tool. It could allow the user to go back in time!
Think about it. If he had gone back in time before Lord Voldemort was born, and given his father a bunch of birth control products to prevent his birth, perhaps the tragedy of the Potter family would not have happened.
However, Allen would never do that.
If he did that, Harry Potter's world would no longer exist. Would he have a chance to be reborn then?
Allen left Professor Mag's office with his thoughts running wild.
Madam Pomfrey also followed Allen and Harry back to the corridor.
"I have never seen a little wizard like you. So young and so full of magic!"
Madam Pomfrey was full of praise for Allen. She felt that Allen's talent was amazing!
Madam Pomfrey mumbled all the way back to the school hospital.
Allen and Harry came down the marble stairs and returned to the auditorium.
The auditorium was a sea of pointed black hats. Every long academy table was filled with students. Their faces were illuminated by the thousands of candles floating above the tables.
Professor Fleevy walked out of the auditorium with an antique sorting hat and a three-legged stool.
Oh, "Harry said regretfully." We didn't make it for the sorting ceremony. "
The two of them tried to tiptoe to their respective academy tables.
However, when they walked past the back of the auditorium, people turned to look at them. A few people even pointed at them.
Allen and Harry looked at each other. It seemed that the news of them facing the Dementors on the train had spread!
Therefore, Allen stopped hiding and strode back to Ravenclaw's seat.
Facing the admiring gazes of Ravenclaw's little wizards, Allen calmly sat in his usual seat.
The Ravenclaw automatically avoided his seat. Even the new little wizards were arranged to other seats by Penello.
At this time, the principal stood up to speak. Dumbledore looked at the little wizards below the stage with a smile. The candlelight shone on his white beard, making it shine.
He seemed amiable and friendly, always easily gaining the trust and respect of the young adepts.
This might have something to do with the fact that he was the greatest light wizard in history.
However, more than that, people couldn't help but trust him.
After the welcome speech, Dumbledore's expression became serious.
He cleared his throat.... Obviously, what he was about to say was very important.
"Our school is currently welcoming some Azkaban Dementors. They were sent by the Ministry of Magic to carry out official duties. I'm sure all of you already know this, because they carried out a search on the Hogwarts express train."
"What makes me proud is that the little wizards in our school were able to successfully resist and even chase them away."
The little wizards in the auditorium craned their necks and looked at Allen.
The little wizards at Ravenclaw's long table felt proud and sat up straight.
From afar, Allen and Professor Dumbledore's eyes met.
Allen could feel the admiration and sizing up in his gaze.
"But that doesn't mean that all of us can provoke them," Professor Dumbledore said with a heavy tone.
"No one is allowed to leave the school without permission. No tricks, tricks, or disguises can fool the Dementors — even the Invisibility Cloak, "he added calmly.
Allen blinked. This was obviously meant for Harry to hear.
He just didn't know if the Dementors could see through his Miaomiao Sorcerer's Robe.
"The nature of the Dementors doesn't understand excuses and begging for mercy. Therefore, I would like to remind everyone here, don't let them have a reason to hurt you. I hope that the prefect and the newly elected presidents of the student union can ensure that no student is in conflict with the Dementors. "
Allen looked at Penello. The beautiful and intelligent girl had a serious expression. Obviously, she had taken Dumbledore's words to heart.
Penello, who had faced the Dementors head-on, knew how terrifying they were.
She was determined to fulfill her duty seriously and not give the little wizards a chance to be hurt by the Dementors.
Percy, who was sitting at the Gryffindor's table, puffed out his chest and looked around proudly.
He liked the feeling of being valued by the professor, and liked his name to be mentioned alongside Penello's.
Dumbledore paused again, looking around the auditorium with a serious expression. No one moved or made a sound.
Even when the new Defense Against Black Magic professor, Lupin, was introduced to everyone, there was only sparse applause in the auditorium.
Gidro? Lockhart proved that even a professor could be an ignorant and incompetent scoundrel.
The other teachers were wearing their best robes. Professor Lupin, who was sitting beside them, looked even more shabby.
This made the little wizards doubt his strength.
Allen couldn't help but look at Professor Snape.
Professor Snape's thin yellow face was twitching and twisting. It was very scary. His expression was not only anger, but also hatred.
But Allen wasn't surprised at all.
Anyone would remember the people who bullied them when they were studying!
Allen himself was one of them!
In his previous life, when he was young, he was blackmailed for ten dollars by his deskmate. He didn't dare to tell his parents, and his mouth was full of blisters.
Even when he grew up and worked, he was still angry when he thought of that domineering classmate.
What about James? Potter, Sirius, and Lupin were indeed too much.
If it were Allen, he would rather be bruised all over by the "Shadowless Divine Edge" than hang upside down in the air, revealing more than half of his body.
The former would at least look like a tragic hero, while the latter would undoubtedly look more like a good-for-nothing who could be humiliated.
Between the two, it seemed that the former was more serious, but in fact, the latter's injuries couldn't be healed no matter what.
Physical wounds could be healed, but mental wounds were difficult to remove.
The knot in the heart was hard to untie!
Therefore, Allen understood Professor Snape's feelings very well.
Next, Uncle Lu? Hagrid was appointed as the teacher of the Conservation of Magical Animals class, and at the same time, he continued to bear the responsibility of guarding the hunting ground.
Hagrid's face was flushed red, his eyes looking down at his pair of large hands, a big smile hidden behind the tangled black beard.
As Dumbledore continued to speak, Hagrid thought he was secretly using the tablecloth to wipe his eyes.
Allen was happy for Hagrid and clapped with all his might.
However, he still wanted to find a suitable opportunity to remind Hagrid not to choose magical creatures that were too dangerous.
Although Allen himself really wanted to see a Hawk-Headed Horse-Bodied Winged Beast.
"Well, that's all for the important things." Dumbledore said, "Let's start the banquet!"
The golden plates and goblets in front of them were suddenly filled with food and drinks.
The young wizards suddenly had a great appetite. The auditorium was filled with laughter and the sound of knives and forks clashing echoed.
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