The holidays seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye. Allen was immersed in his study of books, and time quickly slipped away. Allen's mastery of magic spells had already exceeded that of other young Magi of the same age. However, this was only in theory. Since he did not have a magic wand, there was no way for him to master the actual operation. Casting spells without a sound was too advanced, and was not something that a young Magus like him, who had not even held a magic wand, could master.
"Allen, hurry up and come down for breakfast. Don't be late." He quickly packed up his textbooks, adjusted his clothes from underwear to Easton Public School's uniform, and cleaned them again. Allen quickly tidied himself up and ran down the stairs.
After finishing a glass of milk, in the dense fog, Allen held a sandwich in his mouth and prepared to leave with his backpack.
"Wait Allen, I'll leave with you today." Albert called out to Allen while holding his little sister, Emily.
"Eh, why isn't dad sending Emily off today?" Allen raised his eyebrows.
"Dad has something to do, so I'll send you off today." Albert had a mysterious smile on his face as he led Allen and Emily to the magic lamppost.
"Alright, Allen, go to class by yourself. I'll send Emily to class. "Albert said to Allen while holding Emily's hand.
"Sigh …" I don't know what class it is! Unable to say anything, Allen could only walk away resentfully. He planned to walk through the fifth grade classes to see if anyone would call out to him.
At this moment. "Harry Potter must be hiding in the toilet. Two of you, go and find him! Let him try out our new gloves. "Four or five muscular boys ran past Allen in a hurry.
Suddenly, they ran back in a hurry. "Oh, isn't this our great hero! Too bad he hurt his head and became a fool. Why are you standing here like an idiot? "This was the brown-haired Pierre, a close friend of Harry Potter's cousin, Dudley.
"Oh, I'm watching a pig race." Allen shrugged and put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform, retorting casually.
"Where's the pig? You're kidding me, aren't you?" Pierre and Dudley looked around and suddenly realized something.
"Allan, are you looking for a beating?" Dudley stretched out his hands that were wearing new boxing gloves and gestured at Allan maliciously.
"Dudley, try out your new boxing gloves. I'm sure you'll beat him until he's squealing like a pig," Morken said. The others laughed boorishly.
"I think you guys don't want to enter the office on the first day of school." A serious female voice sounded behind Dudley.
"Oh, Mrs. Kelly, we'll go in now." Children at this age still loved and feared teachers, especially such a strict teacher. Mrs. Kelly was wearing a long woolen skirt and a black woolen windbreaker. The sturdy wool showed that the owner was exquisite and meticulous. The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose made Mrs. Kelly look even more dignified.
"Allen, what are you waiting for? Why aren't you following? "Mrs. Kelly stared at Allen sternly.
Great, a ready-made GPS dog! Allen quickly followed Dudley and the others. It was undeniable that even though he was once a teacher, he still felt afraid when faced with the teacher's stern gaze. This was natural suppression. It was nothing strange for students to be afraid of teachers, just like how mice were afraid of cats. Allen entered the classroom while letting his imagination run wild.
This classroom was completely different from the school in Allen's previous life. The green walls were pasted with colorful drawings, which were the work of the students. The purple bulletin board had a roster, a timetable, and other information. There were various books scattered around the classroom. Some were neatly arranged, while others had their pages flipped open. These books were obviously for the children to read.
"Allen, over here!" Freig, Allen's best friend, was also his deskmate.
Great, I don't have to waste time looking for the location. Allen walked towards Freig.
"Allen, Dudley bought a new pair of boxing gloves, and they went to bully Harry Potter. Although Harry Potter is a weirdo, Dudley and the others are indeed a bit too much. I received a new basketball as a gift for Christmas, how about we go play during class … "Why are all my friends like this? Do I have the constitution to attract chatterboxes? Even though Allen was a very good listener, he began to question his ability to make friends.
While Freig was chattering, a skinny boy wearing an ill-fitting pullover walked into the classroom. This must be Harry Potter: a thin face, protruding knees, jet-black hair, a pair of emerald green eyes, and a pair of round-rimmed glasses that were glued together with a lot of transparent tape.
Although the messy black hair covered the forehead, Allen could still recognize this typical appearance. "What a mess!" Allen couldn't help but feel pity for him. Even if he was the Savior, his childhood was indeed miserable.
Coincidentally, Potter's seat was right in front of Allen. "There'll be a chance to get to know him," Allen thought to himself.
"Potter, how did you get rid of Dudley and the others?" The nosy Freig asked.
"Oh, I just got rid of them. You know, I'm very nimble." Harry Potter always had a way to get rid of Dudley and the others, although he didn't know how he did it.
"Allen, is your head better?" Potter turned around and asked Allen. After the school sports day, he vaguely felt that Allen was the same kind of person as him. That incredible long jump, that strange situation where his head landed on the ground without a scratch, and that mysterious fainting. Potter himself had also jumped onto the roof to avoid Dudley, and his hair had grown back immediately after being cut short by Aunt Petunia. Therefore, while he was curious about Allen's situation, he also hoped to find out the reason for his own situation.
"Potter, I've already recovered. It's nothing serious. As for you, why don't you play with us after class so that Dudley won't give you any trouble? "Allen saw Harry's troubles at first glance and took the initiative to be friendly.
"Sure, sure!" Harry agreed without hesitation. No one in the school was willing to be friends with the weirdo Harry. With such an opportunity, Harry would naturally seize it tightly.
Suddenly, the classroom quieted down. The saying "I'm afraid that the air will suddenly become quiet" was very reasonable. It was Mrs. Kelly who came in. She stood on the podium and scanned the classroom with her sharp eyes. The students all quieted down. This was the charm of an experienced teacher.
Among the group of students who were as anxious as quails, Mrs. Kelly saw Allen at first glance. From his eyes, Mrs. Kelly seemed to see appreciation and gratification. Appreciation and gratification? I must be seeing things.
"The new semester has begun. First, I want to talk about your school uniforms. How are you wearing them? Dudley, put on your coat and put your boxing gloves in your desk. " The big Dudley put away his boxing gloves at a speed that was completely different from his physique. He put on his clothes and sat down obediently.
"Mary, take off that exaggerated big red flower on your head."
"Roger, stuff your underwear into your pants."
Allen looked at Harry in front of him and tried his best to smooth his stubborn hair. "This is useless." Allen secretly gave himself a "clean and new". Look, the Miaomiao Sorcerer's robe is so useful. It's really a must-have for home travel and classes.
"Allen, please stand up." Mrs. Kelly called.
Allen stood up.
"Look at Allen. This is the model of a primary school student's uniform. Look at him, then look at all of you! Aren't you going to tidy up? "Allen could hear the praise in Mrs. Kelly's stern voice.
I have magic enhancement. Little brats, I'm sorry!
Potter looked at Allen enviously. His soft golden hair stuck to his scalp, fluffy but not messy. One look and one could tell that it was very good to the touch. The light blue school uniform was as neat as new clothes on him. It seemed that there was not even a wrinkle on it. He looked refreshed.
"Will such a good kid become friends with me?" Harry was not very confident and was suddenly stunned. Allen gave him a gentle smile. Potter felt warm in his heart and was full of anticipation for the class break.
After Mrs. Kelly talked about a lot of things to take note of in school, the students were obviously listless.
"Next, I would like to introduce the new science teacher. Everyone, please give him a round of applause."
As if magic was cast, the students were energized. They were extremely curious. I believe that everyone has the same feeling. In the new semester, other than reuniting with friends, the most anticipated thing was to publish a new book and meet the new teacher.
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