When Allen opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but stare blankly for a while, as if he was savoring yesterday's pleasure.
Finally, he remembered to get up, opened the curtain, and glanced outside the window.
The bright sun shone on Hogwarts, the sun was bright, and the sky was clear for thousands of miles.
In this month, in this island country surrounded by waves, this kind of weather was extremely rare.
Early morning was the most wonderful time of the twenty-four hours. It spread a touch of magnificent red where the morning sun rose plainly from the east before it was covered with gorgeous clouds.
The golden flames were radiating in all directions, extending high and far away, occupying most of the sky.
A cool breeze blew from the window, and it also cheered up Allen's dispirited spirit.
"Ah, crap! I got up too late! "Allen found that even Edward's bed was empty.
Allen looked at the extremely miserable underwear and sheets that were ravaged, and for the first time, he felt his cheeks burning.
At this moment, in the silence, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Allen, are you there? Are you up yet? "
Penello and Luna's voices sounded outside the door!
From their voices, Allen was keenly aware of the worry in them.
"Damn it!" He should be the one who was worried!
Allen quickly took out his magic wand, and cleaned up the bed and clothes.
After the bed was restored to its usual tidy state, Allen hurriedly cast a cleaning spell on himself.
Allen looked at his bed, and felt that something was wrong.
He wanted to tear the bed into pieces, and then destroy the evidence.
The knocking on the door was getting more and more intense.
Penello's voice was also getting more and more urgent.
"If I were the principal, I would never allow girls to come to the boys' dormitory." Allen's mind was filled with a mess of thoughts.
Perhaps he was worried that the embarrassing situation would be seen by others, Allen was at a loss for the first time in his life.
When he was ready to go out, Allen accidentally tripped over Edward's footstool on the ground.
Allen simply couldn't believe it. It was just a stool, but it actually made such a heavy sound!
Panicked shouts could be heard from outside, and the bedroom door was immediately pulled open. Allen saw the group of young Magi outside.
"Allen, are you okay?" Edward barged into the room. The door swayed weakly as it opened and closed.
Michael, Penello, and Luna followed closely behind.
Seeing Allen standing in place, and then glancing at the footstool on the ground, everyone instantly understood that they had misunderstood.
The corners of Allen's mouth twitched awkwardly as he greeted the four of them as if nothing had happened. "You guys are early!"
Although Penello was usually unrestrained, he could not help but feel a little uneasy at this moment.
Luna stared at Allen with her large silver eyes and suddenly said, "The Bone Fan Flower has bloomed."
The other three looked at Luna in bewilderment. What was this crazy girl talking about?
Only Allen's expression was very interesting. He was keenly aware of the teasing look in Luna's eyes.
He smiled awkwardly at Luna.
Luna raised her eyebrows, with a smile in her eyes, and winked at Allen. "How silly."
After saying that, she immediately turned around and walked out of the bedroom.
"Allen is silly?" The others were even more confused. "Allen might be the smartest Magus in all of Hogwarts!"
"Let's hurry and go eat breakfast." Allen couldn't help but blush as he urged.
Penello seemed to have suddenly understood something. He smiled charmingly and quickly left the bedroom.
Edward and Michael looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion. What had just happened?
Allen had an extremely awkward smile on his face. He urged the two to leave the bedroom quickly.
When they walked to the auditorium, Allen was surprised to find that Penello had replaced Edward and sat next to him.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were shining. The way she looked at Allen was really indescribably beautiful.
Allen tried hard to restrain himself. He picked up a piece of cheese as if nothing had happened, but coincidentally, his hand brushed against Penello's.
Allen quickly retracted his hand and turned his head away. Penello beside him couldn't help but laugh.
"The Quidditch finals are not far away, but Autumn? Zhang actually doesn't want to be a ball seeker anymore! " Michael's noisy voice sounded. The content of his words quickly brought Allen's rationality and understanding back to him.
"I heard that her face was too badly disfigured by Pency, and she's still recuperating." Penello shrugged and smeared ketchup on her sandwich.
"I've been trying to persuade her for a long time. A good ball seeker doesn't need a perfect face. But she can't get past her psychological barrier. "Roger helplessly slumped in the chair next to Allen.
"In other words, we need a new ball seeker," Allen said calmly.
"The big game is coming. We need a ball seeker who can fight against Cedric, Allen." Roger looked at Allen eagerly.
Allen quickly calculated, and a thought flashed through his mind. Maybe this is an opportunity.
Allen thought of the news he saw during the holidays. The famous star player who played for the Aberdeen Arrows, Kane Rooney. He was involved in illegal football betting and couldn't pay back his debts. He killed someone in anger.
He also thought of the man with a cigar who appeared on the field during the game against Slytherin. The head coach of the English Quidditch team, Geraldine Malthus. Malthus.
Geraldine had long noticed that Kane Rooney was in bad shape. Rooney's condition wasn't right. Perhaps he had been looking for someone to replace him from the start.
Now, it was absolutely impossible for Kane to play in the Quidditch World Cup. So, it was very likely that Geraldine would come to Hogwarts again to watch the game and select talents.
"Okay, I'll be the ball seeker." Allen's eyes were firm.
Success was reserved for those who were prepared. Since he had sensed the opportunity, he couldn't let it slip away.
Allen secretly made up his mind. Even if Geraldine wanted to select a senior who was close to graduation, he would definitely let the other party understand that he was the most suitable and irreplaceable candidate.
"Great, with you as the ball seeker, the Quidditch Trophy will definitely belong to us!" Roger jumped up from his stool excitedly. He couldn't wait to select the right batter.
Five minutes later, when they left the Ravenclaw table and walked towards the Quidditch field, all the Ravenclaw players were informed of the news.
The selection match went on for almost the entire morning.
Half of the students from the first to seventh grades of Ravenclaw Academy were there.
The first grade students nervously held a few old brooms that they had picked out from the school's storeroom. The seventh grade students were tall and bulky, like cranes in a flock of chickens.
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