Naughty Ghost followed the tune of the armor and sang some very coarse and unpleasant words that she made up, while hiding in the gaps of the armor.
Hagrid pulled hard and Naughty Ghost was successfully pulled out. However, the clanking sounds echoed in the auditorium, and the armor fell to the ground.
Filch's expression was very interesting. He mumbled and bent down to pick up the armor parts on the ground.
After all, Hagrid was a professor and was helping him. He could not yell at Hagrid.
"Restore as before." All the armor parts flew up from the ground and quickly fixed themselves against the wall.
"Thank you, Allen." Hagrid grinned at Allen. "Are you here to watch the rock band's rehearsal, too?"
In the center of the auditorium, a stage was set up to ensure that people in every corner could see several male wizards in hippy-style clothes adjusting their instruments.
More and more young wizards were gathering there.
"Yes, I need them to change a song halfway through." Allen waved the score in his hand.
Hagrid nodded knowingly. "You're a Warrior and the champion. You need to lead the dance. It's necessary to communicate with the band."
Allen nodded. When he was about to leave, he suddenly turned back and said to Hagrid, "Hagrid, remember, don't talk about your giant bloodline in public with Mrs. Maxim."
Hagrid was stunned and blurted out in confusion, "Why?"
"Let's not talk about whether or not she cares about her identity as a mixed-blood giant, but the magic world is generally biased against giants, and the proud French are even more so. If her identity as a giant is exposed, the board of directors of Boothbottom School will have a reason to give her trouble," Allen explained patiently.
Hagrid nodded in confusion. Suddenly, his eyes widened. "Wait, how do you know we're mixed-blood giants?"
"I got an O in the Conservation of Magical Animals class. Sorry, Hagrid, I have to take care of something first. We'll talk later." After that, Allen walked to the band.
On the stage, the band had finished their audition and was ready to leave.
"Sorry to disturb you." Allen walked up to Jared Leto, the soul of the band. In front of Leto. "My name is Allen? Harris, there's something I want to talk to you about. Is it convenient for you? "
"You're the only wizard who uses a magical creature, the Phoenix, as an Animagus. The world's number one ball seeker, Mr. Harris. Nice to meet you. How may I help you?" Leto was all smiles. He recognized that the young man in front of him was an important member of Family Harris, the most popular magic organization in the world of magic.
Allen handed the sheet music to the band leader, Jared Leto. Leto said, "Please insert this song into the dance music of the Christmas party. Of course, without affecting the first opening song."
"No problem." Jared agreed without hesitation and took the sheet music. At the same time, he also took a small bag of gold coins that Allen gave him.
When Allen left the auditorium and walked out of the foyer, he found a group of people gathered there.
"Miss Dracul, I'd like to invite you to be my dance partner." Ron's voice came from inside.
The right side of Allen's lips curled up slightly. He narrowed his eyes and squeezed into the crowd.
Ron was in the middle of the crowd. His cheeks, ears, and head were as red as a flame.
Hibiscus Chinensis looked at Ron. Her expression was as if he was a sea cucumber or something. She did not bother to answer him at all.
Ron seemed to suddenly come back to his senses. He squeezed out of the crowd and quickly ran away.
"Allen." Hibiscus Chinensis walked over affectionately and took Allen's arm. She did not care about other people's gazes and walked out. As she walked, she said excitedly, "Albert sent me a letter. He invited me to be his dance partner for the Christmas party."
"That's good." Allen looked at Hibiscus Chinensis, who was more beautiful because of joy, and was happy for Albert.
For Hermione, even if the magic potion was boiling in the crucible, she still felt that there were pink bubbles on it.
Even after the magic potion class, when she helped Neville clean up the broken crucible, there was a smile on her lips.
"Hermione, thank you." Naver let out a long sigh.
"It's nothing. Next time, just don't put porcupine thorns in the fire." Hermione was in a good mood. Even her tone was gentler than usual.
"Hermione, thank you." Neville thanked her again, his face flushed. "You've always been so kind and nice to me. You often help me find Raffles and help me with my homework. Can I invite you to …"
"Sorry, Neville, I've already promised someone else." Before Neville could say anything about the invitation, Hermione refused.
Hermione didn't want to see Neville's hurt eyes and walked out of the classroom with her textbook. But she was in a better mood. "Sure enough, it's much better to interrupt others than to be interrupted."
In the corridor leading to the Gryffindor common room, Hermione saw Luna bouncing in front of her. Ravenclaw's ghost, Mrs. Gray, floated quietly behind her.
"Hey, Luna, what are you doing?" Hermione felt that Luna was a very magical person. Not only was she liked by the dragon, but even the proud and unapproachable Mrs. Gray was willing to get close to her.
"Helena and I are looking for something I lost before," Luna replied.
"Luna … about the Christmas party." Hermione thought of Allen's invitation to her. She wanted to comfort Luna, but she didn't know how to say it. "I … that …"
Luna took her hand and interrupted Hermione who was organizing her words. "Don't worry, I don't want to go to the party."
"Helena, let's go." Luna nodded to Hermione and continued their treasure hunt.
On Christmas morning, Allen opened the curtains of the four-poster bed and saw a lot of things at the foot of the bed.
Allen opened the gifts quickly, and he deliberately put the gift from Aunt Josephine aside.
After looking through it, Allen summoned Benny and sent the gift out.
Snape's office. On such a day of national celebration, Snape still chose to go to his office to study his potion.
When he saw Benny fly in through the window, he had a rare look of surprise on his face. "Who would give themselves a gift?"
Benny threw the gift box on his desk, almost knocking over the potion bottle that he had just put the potion in.
Snape opened the package, and there was a greeting card and a photo album inside. When he saw Allen's card, he threw the card and the album out. However, the card drew an arc in the air and turned around to fly back.
Snape gripped the card with a gloomy face and glanced at the content. Then, he stood up abruptly, ignoring the fact that his foot hit the table, and picked up the album, cherishing it in his hands.
Just the words on the cover stunned Snape for a long time.
"Long live friendship — Lily? Evans. " Snape softly read the words on the cover of the album, and touched the words with trembling fingers.
Flipping it open, he saw a very beautiful girl with long dark red hair and almond-shaped green eyes smiling brightly at him.
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