Hogwarts Everything is Three

The next morning, after the morning exercise as always, Allen came to the dining hall of the auditorium. Under the enchanted ceiling (today it is cloudy gray), bowls of oatmeal were placed on the long tables of the four colleges. , Plates of pickled herring, hills of bread slices and eggs, and bacon.

　　 Allen took some food and ate it quickly. Every morning on the first day after returning from vacation, there are so many owls! Sure enough, after Allen put down the milk glass, hundreds of owls swarmed in and circled the auditorium. Benny took the lead, avoiding the Hufflepuff long table, it seemed to be the king of this group of owls, and threw a large package onto Allen.

　　 Fortunately, Allen's hands were quick and quick, and he pushed the seat back, otherwise it would be miserable if the package fell on the table and knocked over the milk jug! Before unpacking the package, a loud noise filled the entire auditorium, shaking the dust off the ceiling-the house elves of Hogwarts probably hit the wall with their heads when they saw this scene.

"... if they stole the car, if they fire you, I won't be surprised at all. I will see how I will clean you up then. You probably never thought about it at all. Your father and I were in the mood when the car was gone. ..."

　　 was Mrs. Weasley's shout, a hundred times louder than usual, shaking the plates and spoons on the table, and the echo from the surrounding stone walls was deafening. Everyone in the auditorium turned around to see who received the yelling letter, and Allen was no exception. He saw Ron slumped in his chair, only a flushed forehead.

"I received Dumbledore’s letter last night, and your father was almost ashamed to die. We worked so hard to pull you up. I didn’t expect you to do such a thing. You and Harry almost lost your child. Fate..." Seeing Harry's expression stiff, Allen sat in a chair pretendingly.

　　 "...Too annoying, your father will be censored at the work unit. It is all your fault. If you don't follow the rules, we will bring you back right away!"

　　 The roar finally stopped, and the voice was still humming in my ears. The red envelope that had fallen from Ron's hand to the ground burned, curled into ashes.

　　 Several people smiled, and their voices gradually began to ring.

"I heard that Harry and Ron drove a flying car and knocked down the beating Willow. I thought it was the people from Gryffindor who were talking big. It seems to be true!" Edward grabbed a piece of bread and said Layer after layer of butter on top.

　　 "But Ron's father is miserable and needs to be censored!" It seemed that he was finally satisfied with the thickness and uniformity of the butter, and Edward bit off more than half of the bread.

　　 Alan was not in the mood to pay attention to him. At this time, he was trying to suppress his anger so as not to throw out the wool scarf in his hand. Alan had just opened the package, and this emerald green scarf was placed on top of a large pile of food. When Allen unfolded and looked at it, a note slipped off. It was Daisy's handwriting. It said: "Please help me transfer this scarf to Professor Guidro Lockhart, and send my sincere wishes! — —Daisy Harris"

　　 No amount of desserts from his mother Morgan Le Fay can restrain Alan’s anger. He himself has never received anything Daisy knit by himself! Why does Daisy like this liar so much?

　　 Allen picked up the package and first sent the pile of food to the bedroom. Soon, Alan figured it out. Daisy did not mail directly to Gildro Lockhart, indicating that their relationship was not close, as long as he did not create opportunities for them to meet, and worked hard to find opportunities to expose this semester His true face, no, not enough, he has to make him pay for his previous illegal actions, but it is too cheap for him to stay in St Mungo's Hospital.

　　Look at the class schedule, it's great. The second class is Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Allen let out a sneer and threw the green scarf into the back of the closet.

Allen didn’t take any textbooks to the classroom. All the knowledge was in his head. Although Guidro Lockhart’s experience in the book came from other wizards, but if you put aside his deadly parts, it’s true. The knowledge contained in the content does have a role.

　　 Allen came to the classroom a few minutes before class. The girls occupied all the positions in the front row, excitedly discussing Guidro's incredible experiences, while the boys showed unprecedented silence. Allen walked straight to the corner of the last row, which was very hidden, and high above, overlooking the audience.

　　 Class started, but I didn't see Jidro. Whispering in the classroom, some classmates started to fight, but no one wanted to go to the teacher. "This is a typical teaching accident!" Allen snorted coldly.

　　 Not long after, Guidro Lockhart appeared at the door. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com was dressed in a flowing turquoise robe, and the shining blond hair was wearing a turquoise top hat with gold rims upright.

　　 Allen quietly cast a spell from under the chair, Gilderoo's face grew pink patches like foundation, and the lips turned red like lipstick. The class immediately burst into laughter.

　　 Gidro wears a female smiling face, curly short blond hair under his hat... His head is almost a color palette, coupled with his smile with all the bright teeth, it is very funny.

　　Gidro didn't know, so his smile froze on his face. Seeing everyone looking at his head, he showed his iconic smile, which should have been very charming, but against the background of that hat, he looked particularly silly.

　　 Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to calm everyone down. He reached out and picked up a copy of "Walk with Trolls" in his hand, showing a photo of himself blinking on the cover.

"Me," he said, pointing to his photo, and blinking his eyes, "Gidro Lockhart, Merlin Medal III, honorary member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts League, won the "Witcher Weekly" five times the most charming smile Award-but I don't talk about that, I don't use a smile to drive away Wan Lun's female ghost!"

　　 He thought he was witty, but it caused a roar of laughter. He froze again immediately. A kind little witch sitting in the front row took out a mirror and handed it to Guidro. Seeing his image, Guidro could no longer maintain his iconic smile, and pulled off his hat.

　　 Seeing this, Allen removed his magic, if it made him angry and left the classroom, it would be no fun!

　　Gidro saw that his skin color had recovered and smiled again, "Well, it seems that someone made a harmless joke with me!"