"No, Professor, I like your class very much." Allan interrupted Lupin's words that were about to come out.
"I won't expose your identity, but I hope you can promise me one thing." Allen's face was serious as he observed the expression on Professor Lupin's face.
Lupin stared at Allen, unable to guess the purpose of the little wizard in front of him.
"I just want you to do one thing according to my orders when I think it's necessary," Allen said.
Lupin didn't understand what Allen wanted him to do.
Seeing the hesitation on Professor Lupin's face, Allen continued, "Don't worry, this matter won't violate morality and won't harm you."
Lupin looked at Allen's sincere expression, hesitated, and then said with a bitter smile, "Well … Okay. It seems I have no other choice! "
"Professor, I believe in your character." Allen looked deeply at Lupin.
"You won't regret today's decision. In addition, I can also make the wolfsbane potion that Professor Snape recently developed. If you need it — "
"No, thank you."
Before Allen finished his words, he was interrupted by Professor Lupin.
He didn't think a third-year wizard had the ability to make the wolfsbane potion, and he didn't want to ask for help from a student who just threatened him.
"Alright then." Alan swallowed the rest of his words.
Allen still politely said goodbye to Professor Lupin.
Before he walked out of the classroom, he suddenly turned his head, "Professor, maybe you can teach Harry the Guardian Spell. He has been troubled by it for a long time."
"Is this your request?" Lupin looked up and looked at Allen with eyes full of scrutiny.
"Of course not." Allen smiled and walked out of the classroom.
Of course, he knew that even if he didn't say anything, Harry would still ask Professor Lupin for help.
He just wanted to use this opportunity to reassure Professor Lupin. He had no malice toward Harry, and naturally, he had no malice toward Professor Lupin.
The battle between Ravenclaw and Slytherin was getting closer and closer. Every day, Davis frantically organized the team's training.
Even someone as strong as Allen did not have the time and energy to care about other things.
Allen had failed to hand over the assignment for the Defense Against Black Magic class to Professor Snape in time. To his surprise, Professor Snape did not say anything.
Allen thought that this matter was over, but he didn't expect him to be happy too early.
On the second day of Magic Potions class, he was deducted ten points for the first time.
"It's because you told me the correct method in time!" Edward said angrily. He felt that ever since Professor Lupin returned to work, Professor Snape had become more and more temperamental.
"Edward, he's just taking it out on me!" Allen said nonchalantly.
"We should be thankful. Thankful that Professor Snape was merciful. Do you know that — "Michael suddenly leaned over and said with a gossipy face," Gryffindor's — uh — Weasley, Ron? Weasley. "
Allen and Edward looked at Michael with interest. Occasionally gossiping was good for the body and mind.
"He actually dared to talk back to Professor Snape when he was a substitute." Michael showed a gloating expression.
"In the end, do you know what he was punished for? He was asked to scrub the hospital bedpans. He was not allowed to use magic! "
The reason why Michael was pardoned was that he already disliked Ron when he snorted at Allen.
Therefore, when Michael heard that Ron was punished by Professor Snape, not only did he not have the same feelings of hatred as the other little Wizards, he actually liked Professor Snape a little.
Of course, this also had a lot to do with Michael's outstanding performance in Magic Potions class and was rarely criticized by Professor Snape.
Allen and Edward imagined Ron scowling as he cleaned the toilet and laughed unkindly.
Professor Snape's way of punishing students was as fresh and refined as ever!
People could not help but talk about it. The few of them were still sneering when Ron and Harry's voices came from the other side.
The two of them hurriedly ran over and called out to Allen. The two of them leaned against the wall and panted heavily.
Seeing Ron, Edward and Michael could not help but laugh again. This made Ron confused and look silly.
Edward and Michael tactfully bid farewell to Allen and left, giving the three of them some space to talk.
"Allen, I've wronged you!" Ron suddenly said without rhyme or reason.
This time, it was Allen who was confused. What was he talking about?
"So your friendship with Harry hasn't changed at all!" Ron looked at Allen fervently.
"Thank you, Allen!" Harry looked at Allen with a very serious expression, which made Allen involuntarily take a few steps back.
"What are you talking about?" Allen felt that he understood every word they said, but when put together, he really did not know what had happened to make these two people come over specially to stop him.
"We just had a Defense Against Black Magic class. Professor Lupin told us all about it," Ron said excitedly.
"Professor Lupin promised me that he would teach me the Guardian Spell next semester." Harry's eyes were full of anticipation and excitement.
"He told me that you asked him for help. Allen, thank you! "Harry felt that Allen was actually very concerned about him. He should not be estranged from Allen.
"Ah, you're talking about that. That's because Professor Lupin wanted to help Harry. Whether I said it or not, he would have helped you sooner or later. "Allen did not take the credit.
"Allen, you're actually with them again. Do you like being the Savior's follower that much?"
An annoying, deliberately drawn out voice sounded behind the three of them.
It was Malfoy. Crabbe and Gore were dutifully clustered around him.
"Malfoy, do you still want to taste the crocodile's heart?" Ron glared at Malfoy.
"Then do you still want Gryffindor to deduct another fifty points, Weasley?" It was Professor Snape's voice.
"Professor!" Malfoy seemed to have found a backer. He looked at Harry and the other two proudly.
In the last potions class, Malfoy had spent most of his time imitating a Dementor in the underground classroom. Ron finally lost control and threw a large, slippery crocodile's heart at Malfoy, hitting him in the face. In the end, Snape deducted fifty points from Gryffindor.
"Allen, you let Lupin teach Allen the Guardian Charm?" Professor Snape looked at Allen dangerously.
"Professor, I can't control a professor's choice, can I?" Allen did not panic at all.
Malfoy made all kinds of Dementor's movements behind Professor Snape.
Harry and Ron glared at Malfoy, but they could not do anything because of Professor Snape.
Both of them clenched their fists tightly.
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