At breakfast the next day, the number of owls that came to deliver letters was far more than usual. Regarding what happened in the ancient magic class yesterday, both the pureblood and the mixed-blood sorcerers had spread the news of the dispute between Allen and Dumbledore in the ancient magic class.
There was some controversy about Allen letting the students learn to summon the undead, but everyone's focus was on the irreconcilable contradiction shown by the dispute between Allen and Dumbledore.
The British sorcerers began to worry about the situation and were not as blindly optimistic as before, especially when the news reported that the Death Eaters had attacked the two villages of Muggle again and had not been captured.
The attack of the Death Eaters on Muggle had recently appeared on the headlines of various newspapers, and the dispute between Allen and Dumbledore had also been purposely exposed by some pureblood families in the media controlled by them.
The media had been very lively recently. After finishing his breakfast, Allen sat on the chair and flipped through the various newspapers and periodicals sent by the owls. "We severely reprimand Professor Alan Harris for his irresponsible behavior. He taught the dangerous magic of summoning undead creatures to young people whose minds were not fully matured, and tempted them to study black magic … This is a very immoral and dangerous behavior …"
"The board of Hogwarts should consider stopping the establishment of such a dangerous course like ancient magic that can easily distort the character of the students … The board of directors should play the role of supervision and remove unqualified professors from the teaching staff … Otherwise, the reputation of the Hogwarts in the world will become more notorious than Demstrand. At least, the old boss of the Harris family, Gatler Grindelwald, will be fired by Demstrand because of his radical research on black magic."
Allen flipped through the masthead of the magazine and saw the name of the publisher in charge. He understood that these were the pureblood families who had not given up and were using the news media in their hands to create publicity.
According to the information from Family Harris, these pureblood families who had tried to persuade Dumbledore to deal with Harris began to secretly contact and jointly act after the public conflict. They mobilized their own media to denounce Allen and criticize him for teaching the dangerous magic of summoning the dark creatures in Hogwarts and the inaction of the Ministry of Magic, trying to pave the way for them to officially kick him out of the school.
Allen threw these magazines aside and opened the "Daily Prophet", "Dissent" and other publications. They refuted the views of the media based on Allen's previous remarks, the original intention of the Hogwarts' establishment, the content of the school's history, and the Ministry of Magic's explanation of the declining magic level of the graduates after Dumbledore became the headmaster.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the magic world suddenly became tense because of the media war. With the threat of the Death Eaters outside, the Ministry of Magic controlled by Harris and the pureblood families clashed. The two saviors, Dumbledore and Allen, also had an internal conflict. These events caused the magic world to be in turmoil and ordinary wizards began to worry about their own safety.
Allen casually flipped through a few newspapers and stood up to leave the auditorium. Draco Malfoy, who had also seen the news, could not help but ignore Allen's reminder and followed him. But just as Draco reached the entrance hall, Allen was stopped by Slytherin's Bryce Zabini.
At this moment, under his furrowed brows, his narrow and slightly slanted brown eyes narrowed slightly in guilt.
"Professor Harris, please allow me to take a few minutes of your precious time?" Zabini said in a low voice.
"Zabini, it's okay. You can tell me directly." Allen brought Zabini to an empty classroom on the second floor.
"Professor, I'm sorry. I have to withdraw from Harris' training class and ancient magic class." Zabini was usually very conceited. At this moment, he lowered his proud head and apologized to Allen.
"It's okay, Zabini. I know your difficulties …" Allen patted Zabini's shoulder. As a pureblood family wizard, Zabini's position now had to be aligned with his family. At the very least, his mother's new partner was now standing on the opposite side of Harris.
"Bryce! How can you leave at this time?! "Draco flashed out from behind and stopped Zabini.
"Draco, don't blame him. When you're willing to return to the training class, you're always welcome. Your position will be reserved for you." Allen waved at Zabini to let him leave. Then, without retracting his hand, he waved at Draco again. "Draco, come to me."
"Thank you, Professor." Zabini, who had always been somewhat arrogant and conceited, bowed apologetically to Allen and turned to leave.
Draco snorted at Zabini and unwillingly lowered his hand. Zabini rubbed his forehead and did not explain himself. He pushed away Draco, who was still in his way, and quickly walked away. Draco waved his hand and patted the spot where Zabini had pushed him, then quickly walked towards Allen.
"Allen, I remember you told me not to get too close to you. Those idiots who only came to the ancient magic class to withdraw, but aren't you worried about your training class? They want to kick you out of school! "Draco was afraid that Allen would change the topic again, so he hurriedly voiced his concerns.
"Draco, don't blame him. Zabini's situation is already very difficult. Recently, many pureblood family wizards have withdrawn from the training class. Zabini might have withdrawn, but he doesn't want to go against me. I understand his situation. After all, as a member of a pureblood family, he can't be a traitor to his family, a pureblood traitor. " Allen calmly explained to the indignant Draco. "Many of the people who withdrew made similar choices. Under these circumstances, they're already under a lot of pressure."
In the common room of Gryffindor, Freeg put down his wand and stopped his practice of summoning dark creatures.
Neville, who had been on edge all this time, heaved a sigh of relief. "Freeg, I don't think it's a good idea to have a skeleton in the common room if you succeed. You'll be punished."
Freeg waved his wand. "Don't worry, Neville. I'm just practicing waving my wand."
"My grandmother won't let me go to ancient magic classes anymore. I haven't been to the practice field even once. I've been hiding and practicing secretly." Neville clasped his hands together. "Headmaster Dumbledore originally forbade you from practicing in school, until Professor Harris opened the ancient magic practice field for you to practice all day. When you were practicing, he personally came to stop you. I'm really worried that this situation will continue to worsen. My grandmother wrote me a letter to support Dumbledore, saying that there will be a result soon …"
"Allen put that three-eyed crow made of shadows in the practice field all day …" Freeg shrugged. "They don't know Allen. He's not someone who gets angry easily. When he was in Muggle's school with me, there was rarely anything he couldn't do. There must be a reason why Allen is so tough. Don't forget about the Ministry of Magic."
"Freeg, they must know that Professor Harris is hiding something, but now even Dumbledore has been forced to work with them. My grandmother said that the other purebloods' goal is not just to drive him out of school. Their target is the Ministry of Magic. That's why she stressed that I should support Dumbledore and not the other purebloods. She's worried that things will get out of hand. In fact, before the Ravenclaw Temple, my grandmother quite liked Harris' family …" Neville was confused and worried. "Freeg, this is not something we can control. I just hope that things won't get worse and that the good people won't be hurt anymore."
"I support Allen!" Freeg loudly declared his attitude towards his friend from Muggle's school. "He's trying to improve our strength. It's right!"
Neville was shocked by his friend's sudden declaration. He then asked, "Freeg, I remember that you've always been against black magic, right? Also, you were very against necromancy that day when I taught you. "
"I've thought it through in the past few days, Neville." Freeg's face was serious. "The Death Eaters attack Muggle every day. At first, I blamed the Ministry of Magic for not being able to protect everyone. But I've thought it through. Neville, Aura, Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore can't protect everyone at all times. It's unrealistic. The police in Muggle's world can't do better than them. Allen is right. We have to master some necessary power ourselves … So I think if I can successfully create some undead as guards, I can secretly bring them home and order them to protect my family. "
Neville didn't say anything but nodded secretly. He put his hand into his pocket, where there was a stack of candy wrappers given to him by his mother. Neville's parents were both Aura and members of the Order of the Phoenix. Shortly after the fall of Lord Voldemort, they were unfortunately kidnapped by the Death Eaters and tortured by Bellatrix Lestrange to the point of insanity. After that, they were placed in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries. His mother had lost her sanity and couldn't recognize that Neville was her child. But because of a deeper connection, she would give him candy wrappers as a gift whenever he came to visit.
Neville had put up the candy wrappers his mother gave him all over the room. Now, when he and his grandmother went to visit his parents in the hospital, his grandmother would ask him to throw them away. His mother had already put up candy wrappers all over the room, but Neville would always agree verbally. In the end, he would quietly put the candy wrappers into his pocket and take them away.
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