"His name?" Mrs. Gray showed a look of fear. "He gave himself a name that no one else dared to call. His trophy is in the trophy room." It seemed that Mrs. Gray did not intend to say the person's name. However, Allen already knew that the name that no one in the entire magic world dared to say was the most famous one, the Black Devil King.
Allen felt very wronged. Although he was indeed very outstanding, how could he be like the ambitious Lord Voldemort! "You think I'm very similar to him? But I didn't lie to you! "
"I don't … know … he's … flattering. He seems … to know … to sympathize … "Mrs. Gray closed her eyes, as if she was recalling, and also as if she was regretting.
"Did he take something important from you?" Allen asked softly.
"It's very important, but it doesn't belong to me." Mrs. Gray's voice was full of bitterness.
"If you can, describe it in detail. Maybe I can help you find it." Allen was very sincere. He had the ability and was willing to help Mrs. Gray.
"You? Generations of students forced me to tell you where it went. No one could resist its attraction … "Following Mrs. Gray's gaze, Allen saw the head of Royna Ravenclaw, wearing Ravenclaw's crown. Although it was just a statue, the magnificence and delicacy of the crown could be seen.
"So you were cheated of Ravenclaw's crown. No one can resist the temptation of increasing wisdom, but the wise know that true strength always comes from people themselves." Allen's tone was calm, but it hurt Mrs. Gray.
"You don't know that this crown not only increases one's intelligence, but more importantly, knowledge, knowledge that increases wealth!" Mrs. Gray seemed to be enraged and looked at Allen contemptuously, as if looking at an extremely ignorant person.
There was indeed a mystery in this. Allen further confirmed this point.
"When you can find Ravenclaw's crown, you can talk to me again." Mrs. Gray seemed to feel that it was useless to say more, so she turned and flashed into the statue.
"A crown?" Allen shook his head with a smile and returned to his dorm. Edward was sleeping soundly and seemed to be unaware of Allen's departure. Allen quickly washed up and fell asleep.
The next day, even though Allen slept very late last night, he still got up early to prepare for his morning exercise. The more he practiced the Basic Body Refining Technique, the more sensitive and powerful he felt. Allen was immersed in the growth of this power and was also fascinated by the magic world.
But today, he also studied Grandmaster Jie Bai's alchemy insights, because there were some things that needed to be prepared in advance, such as a crown. Giving the crown the ability to increase one's intelligence was simply too amazing!
At breakfast, when the owls swarmed into the dining room as usual, everyone's attention was drawn to a slender bundle carried by six long-eared owls. The owls flew to Gryffindor's long table and stopped in front of Harry.
Allen saw Harry's unconcealable joy from afar and immediately guessed the content of the letter. Harry should have gotten his first flying broom – "Nimbus 2000".
But there was nothing to be jealous of, because Allen himself had an excellent "Neptune". Quickly pouring the oatmeal in the bowl into his mouth, Allen was going to find the dean of Ravenclaw, Professor Fleevy. Just now, Professor Fleevy sent a note to Allen through the owls, asking him to find him after breakfast.
"Allen, I'm very happy to see that another outstanding wizard was born in our school. Your performance in all subjects is very outstanding, even Professor Snape has to admit this. But in life, other than books and learning, there are many beautiful scenery and interesting things waiting for you to explore, try, and experience. I heard from Mrs. Pins that you spend almost all of your free time in the library. I don't think it's good for your health in the long run. "Professor Fleevy said earnestly.
It had to be said that Professor Flick was a responsible dean and a reliable teacher. Not only did he pay attention to the students' studies, but he also paid attention to the students' lives and thoughts. This was very rare. If you don't believe me, let's take a look at the curriculum of Hogwarts: Spells, Potions, History of Magic, Astronomy, Transfiguration, and Potions … They are all related to magic. You're smart, have you noticed? There are no moral classes!
In this case, relying on human nature and savagery to grow into a normal and emotionally healthy wizard, it really depends on luck! Lord Voldemort did not receive a good education and grew up crooked. Take Ravenclaw's former senior, Rita Skeeter, for example. She relied on an unregistered Animagus and turned into a ladybug to eavesdrop on other people's privacy. She had no moral bottom line.
"Thank you, Professor Fleevy! I'll make sure to adjust my schedule in the future and strike a balance between work and rest. As a matter of fact, reading books is a pleasure for me! "Allen was very moved. He looked at Professor Fleevy sincerely.
"Oh, that's amazing. You're so studious at such a young age. Maybe this is why you're so much better than the other young wizards." Teachers always liked studious students.
"But are you interested in Quidditch?" Professor Fleevy asked.
"Quidditch? Professor, freshmen are not allowed to bring broomsticks, and they can't join Quidditch's team. " Allen looked at Professor Fleevy in confusion, but he had a guess in his mind. Could it be what he thought?
"Yes, that's the rule. But I just heard that Harry Potter from Gryffindor was specially recruited and became the youngest ball seeker in a century. According to Mrs. Huo Qi, you're as talented as Potter. Your brother Albert was a great ball seeker when he was in school. I think Ravenclaw can also specially recruit you as a ball seeker. We haven't won Quidditch's championship trophy for a long time, so long that I can't even remember the last time we won it! "As expected, Professor Fleevy wanted to recruit Allen into Ravenclaw's Quidditch team.
Recalling the feeling of flying in the sky on a broomstick during flying lessons, Allen agreed without hesitation.
Professor Flick was very happy. Alan was so steady. He was much taller than the other students. Coupled with his nimble movements, it seemed that victory was possible.
"This isn't some old broomstick, it's Nimbus 2000. You said you had something at home, Malfoy? Comet 260? “
"Comets are quite dazzling, but they're not at the same level as Nimbus. “
"How do you know, Weasley? You can't even get half a broomstick. I suppose you and your brethren will have to gather up twig by twig. “
It was Ron and Malfoy's voices. It seemed that they were arguing about the broomstick.
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