Ron looked at Sirius who was leaving and then looked at Harry. He wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he did not say anything about his suspicions about Allen.
"Next time we go to Hogsmeade, we can play to our hearts' content." Ron played with the little owl in his hand and did not want to put it down.
Harry touched the parchment with Sirius' signature and smiled again. Great, he was going to leave the Dursleys!
Allen did not know that Sirius had told Harry to stay away from him, this "bad boy".
He was now thinking about how to organize the training at night!
Before he could figure it out, Professor Fleevy stood on a thick stack of magic books and waved at Allen. He obviously had something to say.
"Professor Fleevy!" Allen hurried forward and looked at his most respected teacher.
"Allen, have you thought about how to carry out the training tonight?" Professor Fleevy asked with a smile.
"Professor, do you have a good suggestion?" Although Allen had some ideas, he observed Professor Fleevy's expression and knew that he wanted to give him some advice.
"Look at our academy, we have classes that are divided by age. Why don't you divide the young wizards into different levels and teach them specific content? "Professor Fleevy suggested.
Allen heard this and quickly thanked him.
Teaching in different levels, this happened to coincide with his idea.
The sun gradually set and shone on the magic classroom with a never-before-seen gentleness.
After dinner in the hall, Allen and Penello hurried to the magic classroom. They had to set up the classroom before the young wizards arrived.
When the two of them were ready, the silver light of the moon shone on the magnificent Hogwarts Castle like never before.
When the moonlight saw the two sitting side by side at a long table, it shone on their faces through the gap in the window.
"Allen, I didn't expect our training to be an activity that the young wizards yearn for," Penello said softly. "Are you happy?"
"Very happy, Penello." Allen looked at Penello.
Penello looked very different from her usual domineering self. Under the moonlight, she looked very charming.
She crossed her arms on her knees and supported her chin with one hand.
On her slightly raised legs, a section of her black robe slid down. It could be clearly seen that her slender and strong legs were tightly wrapped by a pair of brown stockings of good quality. They shone beautifully.
Her shoes and matching shoelaces were plain, but surprisingly, they were delicate and cute.
She wore a delicate flaxen hair ornament on her head. The design was unique, and it made her delicate face look even more beautiful.
Penello looked very happy. She obviously enjoyed this quiet moment. Her bright and sparkling eyes shone under the moonlight. Her face was flushed with health.
She seemed to feel Allen's gaze. She turned around and looked at Allen. Her eyebrows raised slightly, and a strange expression appeared on her forehead. It was so unique, but it was very beautiful.
She raised one hand nervously, as if she wanted to use this unconscious movement to grab something or to encourage herself.
"Alan, I'm going to graduate this year." Penello's voice was a little melancholy, a little confused, and a little nervous.
"Graduating?" Allen repeated. He did not understand. What was she nervous about? Was the president of the Hogwarts Female Student Association worried about losing her job after graduation?
"Allen, what kind of work do you want me to do?" Penello asked. But from her focused eyes, Allen could see that she really valued his answer.
"I hope you don't have to worry about it. You don't have to suffer because of money. I hope you won't lower your head because of power. The most important thing is to do a job that interests you. "
Allen said slowly as he looked at Penello's thick golden hair.
He could not imagine if such a beautiful person in front of him would be stained with haze and frost under the tempering of society.
Penello's beautiful face suddenly bloomed with an extremely complicated smile.
What Allen was sure of was that signs of wisdom and determination had unquestionably appeared.
He was curious. He did not know what Penello wanted to do after graduation. With this thought in mind, he asked the question out loud.
"Aura." Penello gave an answer that surprised Allen.
For Penello, as a child born as a Muggle, if she wanted to establish a foothold in the magic world and get a position as soon as possible, the fastest way was to become an Aura.
Allen saw her determination. "If you are tired of this job, you can end it at any time. You still have us by your side."
The moonlight was like flowing water, quietly sprinkling silver light. The room was warm and peaceful.
Penello suddenly turned around, her eyes shining. She suddenly reached out her hands to Allen, put them around his neck, and pressed her face against his chest. "Thank you, Allen."
Allen suddenly stiffened. He felt the infinite friendship in the soft body in front of him.
He did not know why, but the young man could not help but be intoxicated. He was immersed in the girl's tenderness and was also intoxicated by the pleasure he had never felt before.
Under the moonlight, Allen's heart was in turmoil. He opened his arms and hugged Penello tightly to his chest. He felt the same restless heart.
When the whispers in his ear turned into panting, Allen finally understood what it meant to be a feast for the eyes. Gentle breathing, warm and soft red lips. The two of them were full of smiles, and the smell was warm.
Just as Allen was sinking deeper and deeper and was almost in a daze, he heard footsteps coming from the corridor stairs. There was more than one person.
Allen gently helped Penello up and helped her tidy up her messy hair. "Someone's here."
Penello looked out of the door in confusion. After a while, she saw Edward and Michael, as well as a few Hufflepuff students, walking into the classroom.
Gradually, there were more and more people, and the time for the training was getting closer.
Allen and Penello talked and laughed with everyone as if nothing had happened.
Only when they occasionally looked at each other and smiled at each other, there was a hint of affection.
When everyone had arrived, Penello transformed into the neat and capable president of the student union. She stood on the podium, explained the rules of the training, and handed out the training gold sheets.
Allen looked at the beautiful and graceful Penello on the podium with admiration. He also had his own task to complete. He had to choose the best wizard to be the leader of the group and be responsible for the training of the whole group.
"Everyone has been divided into groups. We have to be united and help each other. We will compete in groups. The group with the fastest progress will receive a mysterious gift. As for the leader in charge of the training, this is only a temporary decision. We will determine the final candidate based on future performance. "
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