"Allen!" After the surprise, Mr. Harris, who was sitting in the library, suddenly stopped.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Allen asked in confusion.
"In Hogwarts, Phantom Transfiguration is prohibited. Doesn't that mean we can only use this tower when you're on vacation? "Mr. Harris asked.
It was definitely not Mr. Harris's greed that was causing trouble.
Ever since Allen made his confession in Josephine's manor, Mr. Harris, who had experienced the Dark Ages, had been working hard to improve his position in the Ministry of Magic and his family's strength.
He could not accept that any of his family members would be hurt.
"It's like this. You've activated the Omniscient Mark and entered the space of the tower. When you leave, you'll appear at the place where you first entered. Therefore, you won't be restricted by the magic of Hogwarts. "Allen explained.
"Among these books, I suggest that you first learn the ancient Supreme Magical Techniques left behind by Ravenclaw. They can help us quickly increase our combat power." Allen suggested.
"In addition, there are a large number of black magic books placed here. When you read, research, and practice, you must pay extra attention." Allen pointed at the space specially created to store the black magic books and sternly warned.
No one would ignore Allen's words.
After bringing a lot of benefits to his family, his position in the family increased day by day, and he completely grasped the right to speak.
After knowing that they could enter this magical tower at will, Harris and his family threw all their sleepiness to the back of their minds.
They worked tirelessly in the tower, studying and exploring …
Until Mrs. Harris could not take it anymore and dragged Emily, who was jumping around, back to her bed, and angrily urged them to leave. Everyone reluctantly left the tower.
"Do you all want to take a day off tomorrow?" Mrs. Harris knew that if she did not express her attitude, these people might stay here for the whole night.
"Allen, you should go and rest. You still have to rush back to the Hogwarts tomorrow morning!" Mrs. Harris turned around and spoke to Allen in an extremely amiable tone.
Before returning to his room, Allen suddenly remembered something and hurriedly called out to Mr. Harris.
"Dad, Quidditch's finals will be held soon. Our Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff. I hope you can arrange for a reporter from 'Singing Devil' to come to the school to cover the competition." Allen said.
"No problem, I'll arrange it." Mr. Harris was stunned at first, but very quickly, he remembered the news he had heard — the head coach of England's Quidditch team, Geraldine? Was looking for a suitable candidate to be a ball seeker.
Mr. Harris looked at Alan's back as he went upstairs and smiled with relief.
His son not only had excellent grades and was far stronger than his peers, but he was also good at finding opportunities. He had the necessary qualities to become a great person.
After returning to school, Allen's life was very fulfilling. In addition to his busy study life, he could also meet Mr. Harris and his family at the tower in the evening.
But what occupied most of his energy was the daily Quidditch training.
This was Roger's last competition before graduation, and he put almost 200% of his energy into it.
Everyone could see that Roger was determined to win the Quidditch Cup.
He discussed tactics endlessly, as if he would never be tired of organizing everyone's training.
The Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff match would be held on the first Saturday after Easter.
Time was very tight. Ravenclaw's new batter, Michael Kona, had joined the team. He worked hard to integrate into the team and learn all kinds of tactics.
Everyone was concerned about the upcoming match.
The question Allen heard the most was, "Will Allen use the crossbow?"
This question did not only come from the worried Hufflepuff, but also from Gryffindor and Slytherin.
Gryffindor admired Allen's fairness, but after knowing that Harry had also received a crossbow, they hoped that Allen would use it in the match.
Most of the Slytherin did not believe that Allen would give up on using the crossbow. Winning was the most important thing. They could not understand why he would not use the advantage.
Allen did not care about the rumors. For him, the most important thing was to improve his strength.
The Easter holiday was not easy. The third-year students had never done so much homework.
"You call this a holiday?" One afternoon, Ravenclaw's new batter, Michael Kona, said in a loud voice. Kona shouted from the common room. "It's still a long time before the exam. What are they doing?"
For the sake of Ravenclaw's honor, he had no choice but to struggle with the heavy workload and training.
If it was not for Allen's help, he might not have been able to hold on.
The days passed by quickly. In the blink of an eye, the day of the final match had arrived.
On the day of the match, Allen received a warm welcome when he walked onto the field with the same Halo 2001 as his teammates.
Almost all the students stood up to salute him.
No matter what they had guessed before, when they saw Allen give up on using the crossbow and choose to compete in a fair match, they could not help but admire Allen from the bottom of their hearts.
Even Slytherin stood up to cheer for Allen.
They had a different view from the other academies. In the eyes of Slytherin, Allen must have absolute confidence in his own strength, which was why he dared to participate in the match.
In fact, they were all right.
For Allen, he wanted to ensure that the match was fair. Everyone competed based on their strength, so that they could compete for the attention of the national team's coaches.
At the same time, he also had absolute confidence in his flying skills. The attribute potion that he had taken before had gradually increased his perception, acuity, and other attributes.
"Both captains, shake hands!" Miss Huo Qi said.
Roger and Cedric shook hands. Although it seemed peaceful, their eyes showed an infinite desire for victory.
"Ride the flying brooms!" Miss Huo Qi said, "Three … two … one …"
Her whistle was drowned out by the cheers of the audience. Fourteen brooms rose into the sky.
Allen felt the hair on his forehead float back. He began to get excited.
He looked around, looking for the Golden Snitch.
Suddenly, Allen froze. He could not believe his good luck!
The Golden Snitch! It was at the top of Ravenclaw's stands.
Although there was some distance, he could definitely catch it.
But if that was the case —
Allen quietly glanced at the strange man with black-rimmed glasses sitting next to Professor Fleevy in the stands.
He had a camera, a pen in his hand, and a notebook on his knees.
Obviously, this was the reporter that Mr. Harris had contacted.
If the match ended like that, it would be a waste!
"Hey, Cedric!" Allen suddenly shouted.
His shout attracted the attention of the audience.
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