Allen turned around and walked back to the Ravenclaw table from which he had come, his expression calm as he ignored the discussions and stares of the people in the auditorium.
Michael, who was next to Allen's original seat at the Eagle Academy's table, saw that Allen was returning, and moved to the side, trying to make more space for Allen. Almost everyone in the auditorium thought that Allen had given up sitting in the teacher's seat, and had chosen to sit with the students as he had in previous years. This also made Mag, who was beginning to worry in the faculty's seats, heave a sigh of relief.
"This is too unfair. Isn't Allen also a professor of ancient magic? Shouldn't the school prepare a seat for him?" Hermione had been used to Allen sitting at the long table, but after Allen's series of actions, she realized that the Hogwarts had made a mistake.
When Ron heard that, he habitually wanted to refute, but then he suddenly remembered that at the end of last semester on the train, it was Allen who had helped him prove his sexual orientation. The Weasley family's many years of upbringing made the freckled red-haired wizard blush. In the end, he just opened his mouth and fiercely stuffed a piece of chocolate cake into his mouth, swallowing the sarcastic words along with the dessert into his stomach.
Dumbledore, who was frowning, stared at Allen for a while. He straightened his body, coughed softly, and wanted to continue speaking, but an ear-piercing sound rang out in the auditorium.
It turned out that Luna had used a transfiguration spell to change the metal fork she had used to eat the pudding into a wooden chair for Allen. After taking it, Allen began to drag it slowly to the faculty's seats. The ear-piercing sound of the dragged chair against the floor was embarrassing. In the silent atmosphere, Allen sat down leisurely in the faculty's seats. Then he knocked on the table, and the house fairies piled up the sumptuous desserts they had prepared on a golden plate, and then changed it to the table in front of Allen.
Seeing Allen's actions, Professor Mag shook her head disapprovingly. She tried to explain to Dumbledore, "Professor Harris, Abusi didn't do it on purpose. You don't have to —"
Dumbledore, who had been silently watching Allen's actions, spoke again. "I have to apologize again, Professor Harris."
Allen still had a friendly smile on his face as he replied, "It's alright, Principal Dumbledore. I'm also at fault. I shouldn't have sat in the student's seats in the first place."
The originally silent auditorium suddenly became noisy. The junior wizards were all discussing Allen's actions. Some of the Muggle freshmen couldn't care less about pretending to be reserved, and curiously asked the people around them about who this person was. Some of the wizards close to Dumbledore thought that Allen was a little too arrogant to make the situation so awkward. However, after the publicity last year, Allen's supporters and admirers had become the majority of the Hogwarts. They felt that Allen's actions were not only understandable, but also a symbol of strength. Furthermore, it was due to the school's negligence that the new savior didn't receive the respect he deserved.
"I'm sorry, Professor Harris. This will never happen again." Dumbledore apologized again. He waited for a few more seconds, and when the auditorium was completely silent, he continued, "As you all know —"
"Please forgive me —" Allen raised his hand again, interrupting his principal's speech. Dumbledore turned around and looked at him with a serious expression. "I'm sorry, Professor Harris. What are you —"
"I think you forgot to introduce me to the students, but please forgive my rudeness. Let me do it myself." After that, Allen stood up without waiting for Dumbledore's consent. He also transformed the metal fork in front of him into a shape similar to the podium in front of the principal. The only difference was that he transformed the owl statue into a raven statue and let it stand on the dining table. Then he began to introduce himself with a loud voice, "I'm Allen Harris. I teach ancient magic in Hogwarts. I'll teach you how to use these ancient magic correctly, including ordinary curses, black magic, and how to use them in battle. I'll also make sure that you don't lean towards one end of the spectrum. I won't try to make you a saint, nor will I make you fall into depravity. This knowledge will only give you a greater chance to be the one who survives when you're forced to face the enemy. Finally, this course of mine is an elective. It's only open to third grade students and above. In addition, the Ministry of Magic expects to include it in the Ls exam in two years, and in four years, it will be included in the exam. If you want to join Aura in the future, you'd better make sure that you can get at least an E grade. "
After that, Allen turned the podium back into a fork and sat down. He nodded at Dumbledore who was staring at him, then sat down and began to fork the pudding in front of him.
The members of the training class and the young wizards who wanted to go further on the path of magic burst into applause and cheers.
"Thank you very much, Professor Harris. Your speech is very enlightening … But I'm sorry …" Dumbledore did not try to apologize for 'forgetting' to introduce Allen. He bowed to Allen, then turned to face the students again and used a loud voice to suppress the cheers. "I have to remind everyone that whether the ancient magic class will be included in the Ministry of Magic's examination is still an undetermined plan. Because of the current situation, the Ministry of Magic has already guaranteed everyone's safety, so some of the school directors and I are discussing whether we should discuss with the Ministry of Magic whether this course is really necessary. This way, no one will have to risk their lives to learn spells that are too dangerous. So I personally suggest that you think twice before deciding whether to sign up for this course."
Allen's voice sounded again. "I also have to remind you, Principal Dumbledore, that the Ministry of Magic can't absolutely guarantee everyone's safety. Just like how under the protection of the Ministry of Magic, you, the world's greatest light wizard, suffered a serious curse injury on your arm … I don't think we can replace others and make decisions on how to ensure their own safety."
"I thought you'd finished your speech, Professor Harris." Dumbledore did not turn around.
"It's rude of me to interrupt your speech, but Principal Dumbledore, if you don't want anyone to refute your speech, then your speech shouldn't involve that person. Otherwise, you can't expect others to always listen to you." Allen bowed to Dumbledore, who had his back turned, and shrugged. "Also, after exploring the subjects that I will be teaching in the academy, if you don't mind, Principal Dumbledore, I think I might be able to help you treat the damage caused by the curse and stop it from spreading. Although it will take a lot of time … Of course, I think if you continue to study black magic like you did when you were young, it won't be difficult for me to solve it with your talent."
"Thank you for your concern, Professor Harris, but I've already asked Horace and Severus to help me concoct the potion. As you said, it will take some time, so I don't think a third person will be delayed because of the injury I suffered. But you're right. What I'm going to say next won't involve you and your course. But just like our private conversation, I have no choice but to do that. Although it will take some time …" "You're right." Lin Sanjiu shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, Professor Harris, but I've already asked Horace and Severus to concoct the potion for me. As you said, it will take some time.
Allen did not say anything. He just raised his glass and raised it to the principal of Hogwarts. Then, he really focused all his attention on Dumbledore.
Now, the entire auditorium was silent. Even the brash Gryffindor did not dare to make any noise in this atmosphere. The students looked at each other. Most of them knew that the greatest light wizard and the new savior of the world had a conflict of ideas. But just like the optimists who heard the news that the two most powerful wizards in the world would soon defeat Lord Voldemort in Hogwarts, they were shocked and frightened to find that the conflict between Allen Harris and Albus Dumbledore had escalated to this point.
The argument finally stopped. Dumbledore once again pressed his hands on the podium. "As you know, everyone was searched before entering the school tonight. You have the right to know the reason. Once upon a time, there was a young man. He sat in this hall, walked through this corridor, and slept on this bed. He looked no different from anyone else. I think everyone is familiar with his name from the Daily Prophet. His name is Tom Liddell, also known as Lord Voldemort. "
But because of the debate between Dumbledore and Allen, the mention of the name of the second The Dark Lord did not cause as much of a reaction as usual. But it still attracted a few people's attention to the principal of Hogwarts.
After waiting for a few seconds, Dumbledore spoke again. "The current situation in the wizarding world is much better than I expected due to the efforts of the Ministry of Magic. The Hogwarts have also received more effective professional protection from the Aura sent by the Ministry of Magic. However, in order to avoid an accident like the one that happened to me, every teacher and student must remain vigilant at all times. Do not let your guard down. I implore all of you, whether inside or outside the school, to immediately report to the teachers if you find anything unusual or suspicious. I believe that for the safety of yourself and others, you will restrain your actions. Alright, children. Enjoy your dessert and go to bed. Have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's class. Good night, sweet dreams. "
Dumbledore waved at the students and left the podium without looking back. It seemed that he had no intention of returning to his seat. But after a few steps, he turned around and grabbed a handful of lemonade before leaving again.
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