Allen did not reappear in front of the crowd until dinner time. In the eyes of the crowd, Allen was the representative of the Hogwarts, so no matter where he went, he would attract the attention of the crowd.
After dinner, several girls from Boothbottom deliberately waited for him at the entrance of the auditorium, asking him to sign their robes with lipstick.
When Allen finally got rid of this group of enthusiastic witches, he felt more tired than studying Dementors for a week.
In an empty passage leading to Ravenclaw Tower, he was suddenly stopped by Hermione and Harry.
"Allen," Hermione said anxiously, "the first project is a Fire Dragon, an adult Fire Dragon! It's much older than Drogon. "
Allen looked up at her and gently patted Hermione on the shoulder.
This action seemed to have a magic power, and Hermione's heart seemed to be immediately calmed down and settled down.
"It's a Fire Dragon, Allen." Harry looked around and said quickly, "There are six of them in total, one for each of us, and we have to pass by them."
Allen's smile gradually widened, "How did you find out?"
"Don't worry about it."
"It's Hagrid."
Harry and Hermione blurted out.
Harry looked at Hermione with disapproval, while Hermione looked at Allen with great trust.
"Don't tell anyone. If others know the truth, Hagrid will be in trouble." Harry hurriedly warned.
"Harry and I are not the only ones who know. Hibiscus Chinensis and Krum also know now — Ms. Maxim and Kakarov both saw the Fire Dragon. " Hermione ignored Harry and told Allen everything she knew.
"So, Hagrid is dating Ms. Maxim?" Allen heard that Hagrid was wearing a pink suit and cologne and could not help laughing.
"That's not important, the important thing is the Fire Dragon, Allen, the Fire Dragon!" Harry's green eyes were full of fear.
"Harry, I have to say, you've been very brave!" Allen looked at Harry encouragingly, "But, have you thought about how to deal with the Fire Dragon?"
Harry shook his head blankly.
"Think about it, Harry, what are you good at?" Allen's words seemed to have a small hook, which pulled Harry out of his blankness and he began to think.
"What am I good at?" murmured Harry. "Quidditch, with the help of a lot of people —"
"Harry, you can fly." Hermione was the first to think of it. She was so excited that she almost couldn't breathe, "You are the best ball hunter in Gryffindor."
Harry looked at Hermione in confusion, and Allen nodded approvingly.
"Harry, think about the spells that Professor Fleevy taught you recently." Hermione's eyes were sparkling, and her happy little face was so cute that he wanted to pinch it.
Suddenly, an idea came to Harry's mind. He was best at flying. He needed to fly over the Fire Dragon. In that case, he would need his Fire Arrows, and in order to get his Fire Arrows, he would need to —
"Hermione, I need your help." Harry immediately thought of Hermione.
Hermione's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Harry, I will let you master the Flying Spell as soon as possible. Perhaps, we can also look for Professor Fleevy — "
"Harry, if you master the Flying Spell, you can also try the Eye Curse. After all, you won't be able to find a shortcut for everything in the future," Allen suggested.
"Thank you, Allen." After knowing the direction to work towards, the fear in Harry's eyes was swept away and replaced by anxiety. Whether it was the Flying Spell or the Eye Curse, he was afraid that he would not be able to master it in a short time.
"By the way, Allen, you have to be careful of Kakarov," Harry said seriously, "Sirius told me that he is a Death Eater."
For Allen, it was not surprising that Kakarov was a Death Eater, but Harry was willing to tell him the news, which once again proved that his character was much better than Ron's.
The next day, Harry, who had a good character, received the blessings of the whole nation. The target of the blessings were — Ron and Krum!
Because of Rita? Skeeter's article about the Top 6 was published. This article was not so much a report about the situation of the tournament, but a description of Harry's personal life with added details.
The first page of the newspaper was mostly occupied by the group photo of the Top Six, but the second, sixth, and seventh pages of the newspaper were all about the grudges between Harry, Ron, and Krum.
The shocking kiss between Ron and Krum at the World Cup was once again published in the newspaper.
This made Harry feel a burning and uncomfortable sense of shame in his heart. Those words were very scary. Rita described many disgusting long-winded comments and asked others what they thought of him.
Harry finally found his first love in the Hogwarts. His close friend Colin Weasel? Creevy said that Harry and a guy named Ron Weasel? The Weasel boy was inseparable.
Ron Weasel? Mr. Weasel was stunningly handsome and was born into a pure-blood family. The famous Quidditch player, Wickidall? Krum fell in love with him at first sight. They kissed at the World Cup that just ended this year.
Ever since this article appeared, the relationship between Harry and Ron froze. They would never appear at the same time except in class.
Krum, on the other hand, received many love letters from boys. This surprised Allen when he heard about it. This was indeed a magic school in England.
In the next two weeks, Allen was completely engrossed in the study of Dementors. He also received some information collected by Penello about the heinous criminals in the Muggle. Allen planned to arrest these people once the tournament was over.
On the day of the first game, the atmosphere in the school was very tense and excited. Classes were suspended at noon, giving the students time to go down to the Fire Dragon's enclosure — of course, they did not know what they would see there.
During lunch, Professor McGonagall hurried to him in the auditorium. Many people were looking at them.
"Allen, Potter, the Warriors are going down to the field now … You have to be prepared to complete the first project."
"Alright," Harry said as he stood up. His fork fell into his plate with a clang.
Allen wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly and stood up. He hugged Michael and Luna and accepted the blessings from the little wizards with a smile. Then, he followed behind Professor McGonagall and left the auditorium.
Professor McGonagall looked flustered. She kept pushing the hair that had fallen on her temples to the back of her head. She accompanied Allen and the rest down the stone steps and out into the open. It was a cold afternoon in November. She put her hand on Harry's shoulder and patted Allen's shoulder with her other hand.
"Alright, don't be nervous," she said. "Keep calm … We have arranged for some wizards to be on the side. If things go wrong, they will come forward to control the situation … The most important thing is to make full use of your abilities …"
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