After entering the ancient magic classroom, Harry waved at Jenny, who was already sitting in the classroom. Recalling his interaction with Rachel Zhang in the auditorium, he sat down guiltily.
Harry stole a glance at the Slytherin students, only to find that they weren't sitting together as one as before. Instead, they were divided into several smaller groups. "If those pure-bloods still want to cause trouble, Allen's class is the one they want to cause trouble for the most."
Freeg carefully put his ancient magic textbook on the table. He couldn't help but reach into his clothes again to feel where his body was split in the morning. "Allen teaches black magic, which is easy to cause criticism … How's your lightning magic going?"
"Freeg, we know you've already mastered this spell. You can learn it from Professor Harris! You tested it on me after eating the chocolate Ron gave you last time! " Neville looked a little angry, but he was actually quite happy for his friend. Although the spell wasn't powerful enough due to his lack of talent in magic, he was able to cast it freely.
"Actually, my mother wrote me a letter and told me to stay away from their conflict," Simmo said seriously. "But she doesn't know how strong Professor Harris is … But I really think Professor Harris should take it easy … Don't let them hurt him."
"Your mother didn't say anything in her letter last year either, Simmo." Jenny was still holding a grudge against her boyfriend because of the misunderstanding last year. "You should have more faith in Allen. Not all pure-bloods are against him. My father supports Allen."
"Helena, do you want to come in for class? Why don't you come in and sit while we wait? Don't be shy … Okay, then wait for me in the tower. "
Luna's unique voice could be heard from outside the classroom. She pushed open the door and waved her hand at the door. Then, she skipped towards Gryffindor and the others.
The crazy girl was waving something that looked like an onion in her hand and holding a bunch of mushroom-like things in her arms. She hummed an unknown tune as she walked to Neville's side. She first waved at Harry and stuffed the mushroom-like things in her arms into Freeg's hands. Realizing that she had accidentally stuffed the onion thing into Freeg's hands, she reached out and pulled it back.
"This is Gordigan. My father discovered it. It can be used to ward off the Pompom Fish. I'll make tea out of it in class later. It's not for you." Luna noticed the confusion in Freeg's eyes. She shook Gordigan and put it behind her ear.
"Uh … Thank you, Luna?" After thanking her, Freeg looked at the ugly mushroom-like things in his arms and realized that the crazy girl had given them to him. But Freeg's eyes were still confused. What the hell were these? Freeg raised one of them to his eyes, puzzled by Luna's actions.
"This is Hoklap. It can be used to make healing potions and herbicide potions. It's different from other herbs. Hoklap won't lose its medicinal properties if it's processed in advance. That's why the Hoklap juice in potions class is directly extracted from it." When it came to herbology, Neville's expression became confident. His words were smoother than usual, and his voice was louder than when he talked about other things.
Hermione remained silent after Luna came over. She lowered her head and did not look at Luna to reduce her presence. When she heard Luna talking about Gordigan and recalled the taste of the deep purple beet juice, she felt goosebumps rise up her throat. She could not understand how Allen, Luna and Mr. Xenophilus Lovegood could drink this tea. It tasted like someone had squeezed Bibi Flavored Beans into juice. Then, Hermione realized the problem with Luna's statement. She quickly reminded her. "Luna … Don't make tea during Allen's class …"
"But if I flirt with other professors in other classes, my marks will be deducted …" Luna stared at Hermione in surprise. "Not even during Allen's class? Okay … "
"Thank you, Luna. Hoklapp is very good for Freeg." Neville thanked Luna for his friend. As a pureblood, Luna was so friendly to Freeg without any discrimination. This made Neville have a good impression of Luna. And upon closer inspection, he found that the crazy girl looked very good if she dressed up normally so that people would not pay attention to her behavior. He scratched the back of his head and was a little envious of Allen. He now felt that although Luna's crazy behavior was difficult to understand, if one was smart enough and knowledgeable enough to understand her jumping thoughts, they would be able to understand her meaning.
Luna sat next to Neville and said with her head tilted, "Neville, I'm going to get Raffles after class. I'll be borrowing him for a longer time this time."
"Ah? Oh … Okay … Is your choir going to rehearse again? " Neville asked curiously. Ever since Raffles joined the choir, he was quite popular with the little wizards and was much more popular than himself. "Can you tell him not to sing when people are sleeping …"
"It's not the choir. I found a job for Raffles that doesn't require much effort …" Luna said and began to take off the Gordigan earpiece from her ear and put it in her pocket. She then took out her textbook and put it on the desk, as if she was preparing for class.
The other Gryffindor who were listening to her realized that she was not going to continue talking about the job …
"Helena? Are you waiting for Luna outside? Why don't you go in and wait? Don't be shy … Okay, go back to the tower and wait ~ "
Allen's voice came from outside the classroom. The discussion inside the classroom gradually subsided and soon became silent. The students were communicating with each other with strange expressions. Ms. Gray was not cold in front of these two people at all.
Alan pushed the door open and waved his hand at the door. He put Anka on his shoulder on the shelf and threw a few desserts on the table. Then, he turned around and walked to the podium. He leaned forward slightly and said, "First of all, please take out your textbooks. Today, I'll be teaching you some new spells."
There was a rummaging sound. Gore elbowed Draco next to him and said, "Professor Harris didn't teach us according to our individual progress. He taught us all the spells. Draco, do you know what he'll teach us today?"
Draco did not say anything. He hoped that Allen would be more restrained at this moment.
Allen's eyes slowly swept across the faces of the wizards sitting below the podium and said, "Very good. I'm glad to see that all of you are here."
After looking around, Allen walked to the front of the podium and began to input the content of today's class for the wizards.
Michael Kona and Edward Fox were sitting in front of the podium. When Allen came over, Michael took the opportunity to ask, "Allen, our last match in Quidditch is against Slytherin. Do you have time to come and watch? Your sister and Draco are doing very well. "
"Of course I will. Don't worry too much. Even if you lose the match, as long as you don't lose too many points, the championship will still be ours …" As the coach of Ravenclaw's Quidditch team, Allen was not stingy with his encouragement. As his sister, Emily also could not miss the match. Currently, Ravenclaw and Slytherin had never lost to Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. However, because Ravenclaw had undergone professional club-style training a year ago, the team's tactical style was also to play as a whole. In terms of scoring, it was easier for them to score than Slytherin who only relied on Draco. In the match against Hufflepuff, Emily caught the golden snitch very soon. Although Slytherin won the match, they only scored 150 points.
"I will be the commentator for this match." At this moment, an unexpected voice sounded. Luna said softly, "Professor Fleevy suggested that Professor Mag invite me."
This was shocking news. Everyone around turned their heads in surprise. This crazy girl knows Quidditch? No, she knows how to commentate?
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