Hogwarts Everything is Three

Hearing Alan's words, Buckbeak scratched the ground with his front hoofs and raised his pointed head.

Allen pulled the rope on Buckbeak and took Buckbeak into the pet space.

Tina saw Ellen and threw her wings in surprise, pressing Ellen directly to the ground.

"Haha, Tina, get up!" The feathers on Tina's body touched Alan's face and neck, making Alan feel like he wanted to laugh.

Tina flew up obediently, and then looked at Buckbeak curiously.

"Tina, this is Buckbeak, I hope you all get along well?"

Tina circled Buckbeak, and Buckbeak raised his hoof and spread his huge wings.

Tina flew in front of Buckbeak, staring at Buckbeak's cold eyes.

Suddenly, Tina flew higher and higher, and Buckbeak's huge wings spread out again, chasing after Tina.

Alan has arms around his chest, smiling and watching their silhouettes become smaller and smaller...

After informing Maggie to take care of them, Allen flashed out of the pet space and went straight to the responsive room. He also wanted to take a look at the information about the transformation of Animagus.

At the same time, in the library, Penello found that he could not enter the state of reading anyway.

Like Ellen, the scenes of that day always go around in her mind.

"It's really boring!" She couldn't help getting anxious, and put down the "Outsmarting Black Magic" in her hand.

Looking up and looking around, Penello piled up a bunch of big toes and blocked it in front.

She took out a crumpled booklet from her backpack and kneaded it on her lap as she studied it.

"what are you doing?"

A curious voice came.

Penello shook his hand and the brochure fell to the floor.

Penello leaned over quickly, trying to pick it up, but someone was faster than her.

""Magic Massage"?"

This voice made Penello blush for an instant. She looked up—it was Hermione Granger.

Hermione looked at Penello in surprise and returned the brochure to her.

Penello took it over pretendingly, and stuffed it into his bag.

"You know." Penello raised his delicate chin, and the curve looked extremely beautiful.

Hermione looked at her puzzledly and sat beside her.

"Allen was selected for the national team, and his daily training is very hard. I learned the massage techniques in this book, which can help him effectively relieve muscle damage and reduce the soreness caused by training."

Penello explained seriously, but the pair of crystal earlobes were already flushed.

As if thinking of something, Penello's luscious eyes swept around Hermione's body, biting her lips.

"Although Alan is always gentle and gentle, in fact, he has strong muscles and is very stylish. The muscles in his abdomen are bumpy, firm but not elastic..."

Penello's eyes became hazy.

Hermione looked at Penello, her fingers twisting the cuffs of her magic robe unconsciously.

Penello's eyes suddenly settled on Hermione's face, and Hermione looked at her blankly.

"He enjoys my massage very much. I think he needs me every day to help him relieve his fatigue."

Penello chuckled softly, the sound was like a handful of feathers, gently scratching people's hearts.

Even if Hermione was a girl, she had to admit that the laughter was really soft and charming.

Penello took a deep look at Hermione, picked up his own bag, and left the seat steadily, and walked out of the library.

Hermione sat blankly in her seat, and she spread out "New Principles of Mathematical Divination" in front of her.

It's strange that the numbers and symbols that were known at a glance in the past whirled around in her mind, and finally turned into a row of letters-"Magical Massage".

Hermione simply buckled the book, resting her cheeks in her hands, looking confused.

Also a good friend, Penello can help Alan massage, what can he do for Alan?

Alan is not like Ron and Harry, he is the first in grade, and his reading notes may not help him.

Homework? He never seemed to be stumped by his homework.

Take care of his life? He belongs to Ravenclaw, but he sits at the long Gryffindor table. I am afraid there is nothing to help him.

Can't help him brush his teeth and do oral care?

Hermione's heart became anxious.

In the responsive room, Allen looked more and more happy, reading the books carefully.

He has clearly felt the enhancement of his intelligence and perception brought by the attribute potion recently.

Just as Allen was flipping through a copy of the "Animagus Transformation Guide" in the Black family's collection, the system prompted the sound-"Congratulations to the host, the ability to'remember me' has reached completion."

After checking the system, Allen was delighted to find that his ability to remember his life has reached his perfection. Not only would he be able to remember words, but also pictures and sounds.

No matter how complex the sound is and the picture changes, he can remember it after seeing and hearing it again.

Not only that ~www.ltnovel.com~ when he recalls, he can even control the memory to zoom in or zoom out the picture arbitrarily, and intercept the clips he wants to listen to.

In this way, not only the speed of Alan's reading of materials has been at least doubled, but more importantly, his understanding of books is easier and reading is easier.

After Alan read through all the books about Animagus in his collection, his plan became more and more mature.

However, in order to improve the success rate, Allen set his sights on the restricted book area of ​​the library.

At the beginning, he and Dumbledore became a tacit understanding, he would not actively interfere with Harry's growth and the operation of the Order of the Phoenix, and the restricted book area of ​​the library was privately opened to Allen.

Now, it's time to enjoy the fruits of your negotiation.

In the following days, apart from the daily stressful study and training life, Allen's entire attention was focused on studying the deformation of Animagus.

Almost every night, Allen visits the restricted area of ​​the library.

Until this day, Alan came to the library as usual, and was surprised to find that Filch was sitting in a wooden armchair and guarding the door of the library.

Mrs. Lorice was lying on his stomach at his feet, looking around vigilantly, several times suspiciously in Ellen's direction.

"Baby, is there a problem?" Filch looked down at Mrs. Loris.

Mrs. Loris yelled softly, which attracted Filch's caress.

"Recently, it always makes me feel that something is wrong. Mrs. Pins actually forgets to lock the door every day? I want to see what the reason is."

Although the inability to enter the closed library made Alan a little anxious, he still keenly sensed the jealousy in Filch's tone!