Harry hadn't taken more than a few steps when he felt someone grab him. He turned around and saw Ernie from Hufflepuff's table. McMillan grabbed her with one hand and Neville, who had also gotten up, with the other. Jenny and Flegg had no choice but to stop.
Ernie grabbed both of their hands. "… Harry, your godfather, and Neville, your uncle are both with Dumbledore. There's no point for you to go now. Don't cause trouble …" Ernie looked at Fregg again. "Also, Mr. Brown, I think it's best if you don't get involved in a power struggle like this. Professor Harris will at most be forced to resign and leave the academy. It won't be a big problem …"
"Thank you, McMillan, but I want to make it clear that I support Allen," Fregg thanked Ernie gratefully. He knew that Ernie was one of the few pure-blooded wizards in the Hogwarts who didn't have much prejudice against Muggle wizards.
"Thank you, Ernie, but my godfather has always taught me how to be a real Gryffindor. True courage isn't just about dying for something, it's also about going through fire and water for your friends, and persevering to the end for your goals …" Harry's voice was calm and resolute. "I've thought about it very clearly these days … I've thought about my position on this matter very clearly. It seems that Sirius and I have different opinions on this matter, but he'll be proud of me … Because what I'm doing now is what he's been trying to teach me."
Jenny pulled her hair back and followed Harry, who had already turned around. Fregg followed without hesitation.
Seeing that Neville was about to go over, Ernie tried to stop Harry. McMillan continued to persuade. "Neville, think about your grandmother, Mrs. Augusta Longbottom. She wouldn't want to see you go against Dumbledore … Your uncle is still up there …"
Neville shuddered as he thought of his strict grandmother and conservative uncle. "Ernie … but I have to support Allen …"
"I'm not against you supporting Professor Harris, but it's useless. I think we should hide ourselves well … After all, we can go abroad to study after graduation … Forget it, I'll go with you … Personally, I also support Professor Harris." Ernie stood up and, noticing the curly-haired Justin Finlay trying to follow him, he glared his Muggle -born friend back into his seat.
More and more wizards gathered at Allen's side. Susan? Burns ignored her aunt's order and loudly declared that she wanted to return to the ancient magic class. Even Bryce, who had previously made it clear that he wanted to withdraw, Without saying a word, Zabini moved to stand behind Allen.
"What are you doing?! Go back to your seat now! " Bostel was a little surprised by the current situation. His fat body moved to Paul George's side. Ben Greengrass stood beside him. "These ignorant students have been bewitched by Harris," he said.
"The little wizards are still young, and they are still naive. They still can't differentiate between good and evil. We don't expect them to understand the decision of the board of directors and the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Magic … In fact, the current situation makes me regret and blame myself for not taking action earlier …" Gringlass purposely said loudly, trying to imply that the students were bewitched.
Dumbledore had always been kind to his students, even when he saw them expressing their opinions. However, when he noticed Harry's arrival, the polite smile he had always maintained for Allen disappeared from his old face. His blue eyes were not as bright as before. He stared blankly at the increasing number of wizards gathered behind Allen. His hands were tightly clasped in front of him, but he didn't seem to have the intention to speak.
Then, a series of footsteps sounded, and Professor Mag's stern voice sounded in the auditorium.
"Mr. Porter, Mr. Longbottom … and the others … please return to your seats." Professor Mag's tone was stern. She looked at the little wizards who were in a difficult position but didn't listen to her. She looked sadly at Dumbledore and Allen, then adjusted her glasses and softened her tone. "This is not something you students can solve. Please believe that we, the Hogwarts, can solve it."
Not only Professor Mag, but the other professors also came to the auditorium, trying to maintain discipline.
"My students, my friends, I am very grateful for your support. You have shown your attitude towards pursuing the truth and pursuing knowledge." Allen saw that the situation was a little chaotic, so he finally spoke up. He spread his arms and comforted the little wizards. "Please take your seats. I promise this matter will be resolved satisfactorily."
"Abusi! Why are you in such a hurry?! Mileva and I are still trying to persuade … "Filius Fleevy, the president of Ravenclaw College, approached with his short legs. Before he reached Abusi's throat, he said in a sharp voice," For Merlin's sake, Abusi, don't do this. You will destroy him … "
"I'm sorry, Filius, but you know what happened last time. I can't wait any longer …" Dumbledore turned around and bowed slightly to Fleevy to apologize.
"According to my own experience, since the introduction of ancient magic, many students have been able to understand and master spells more smoothly. The students' strength has been increased unprecedentedly. This is something I have never seen before in my teaching career … Trustees, I think the introduction of ancient magic is necessary … Also, Miss Burns' injury is only an accident. Her injury is not even as serious as some of the accidents in my spells class. I beg you before you make a decision …" Professor Fleevy didn't give up. The short president of Ravenclaw stood between Dumbledore and Allen, who were much taller than him, and tried to persuade them. "Allen, I think some magic should not be taught to students easily. If you can agree to change the teaching plan, I think …"
"Professor Fleevy, this is not something you should care about. I don't think you have the right to interfere with the president of Hogwarts and the board of Hogwarts … You should take care of your …" Ben Pudding's eyes narrowed. He was very angry at Fleevy for disturbing the students from returning to their seats. He couldn't help but raise his double chin. Then, he shivered under Fleevy's sharp gaze. Only then did he remember that the inconspicuous professor of spells in front of him was a duel champion when he was young.
"Mr. Pudding, please mind your words. Filius is a member of the Hogwarts, the president of Ravenclaw, and the professor of spells. He has the right to express his opinion." Dumbledore turned sideways and glared at Ben Pudding. Bostel made the fatty realize how arrogant he was.
"If there's any dispute, we can leave it for discussion and voting at the board meeting, Mr. Harris." Amelia Burns glanced at Allen in disgust. She then adjusted the monocle on her eye socket and looked at Allen. "I'm sorry, Professor Allen Harris. I'm grateful that Aura under your brother, Albert Harris, saved me when I was attacked by the Death Eaters. However, your views on education are different. I have my own ideas and beliefs."
When Allen heard his name being called, he withdrew his gaze. "Of course, I also think that we should have a board meeting to discuss this matter." After that, Allen came to Professor Fleevy's side and said softly, "Don't worry, president … I know what you're thinking. Thank you for protecting me and trying to ease the relationship between me and President Dumbledore for so many years. I'm sorry to disappoint you. I don't intend to give up my ideas, just like President Dumbledore doesn't want to give up his. Please let me solve it myself."
Professor Fleevy looked at his proudest student. He was a little annoyed and guilty that he could not help him much. His eyes were already filled with tears. He said word by word seriously, "Allen, it's okay. I'll go with you."
But at this time, more and more noise came. More and more students gathered in the auditorium. Some students who had already eaten breakfast and some who had yet to eat also came to the auditorium. They began to express their opinions and gathered around Dumbledore.
Students were a group of people who were easily excited. They waved their arms and expressed their opinions, and because of different opinions, the whispered discussion at the beginning became a quarrel. The pure-blood wizards who supported their own families, the pure-blood wizards who disobeyed their own families, the students who blindly supported Dumbledore, the students who blindly supported Alan, and the Muggles and mixed-blood wizards who had different attitudes towards powerful magic. The whole auditorium was very noisy, and for a moment, the crowd was turbulent.
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