One-five-five crosses the fourth of the third game
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With a sound with a wicked laugh, a group of sub-prefects put down the full handful of cards in their hands.
"Come and be willing to gamble and lose, count the points, 10 points and a bean, don't play tricks-" Marshall directly picked up the multi-flavored beans that were laid out on the plate with a villainous expression - or the kind that was picked once to remove most of the recognized good flavors.
It's the third night the principal has returned, and tomorrow is the day of school.
Although Dumbledore is back, a group of prefects still find that their lives have not changed much, and today is the day before returning to school, and there is no way to go to the rare sorting books in the library, so a group of children simply get together and play cards.
Everyone else laughed brightly, even if they ate something strange, they were uncomfortable for a while and continued to be silly, but Alan was holding a bunch of cards with a black face and didn't plan to speak - this group of little sluts played yin with him!
Well, a basic card is worth 10 points, and a function card is 50 points, and if he is calculated according to his hand, he can probably eat half a plate of carefully selected beans!!
This made him immediately start thinking wildly in his mind about what magic could block the sense of taste or something, so that he could get through the next difficulties, otherwise he would really die.
It's a pity, how can anyone develop this kind of magic that hurts so much, and Alan can't even buy the inheritance temporarily-the inheritance has never heard of any hero's special ability to make him lose his sense of taste!!
Fortunately, at this time, the door of the empty classroom was suddenly opened, and Harry's eyes drifted half a circle to find Alan who was holding a hand of cards, "Sure enough, Nick who almost lost his head is right, you are here-Alan, Professor McGonagall is looking for you!"
Well done Harry!
Alan silently gave Harry a thumbs up in his heart, and then inserted the cards in his hand directly into the pile, directly grabbed a handful of beans on the table, and said, "It's too late to eat slowly, I won't count, it's roughly this number, you guys play slowly, I'll go first-", while picking up the water cup, hurriedly chewing a few times and sending it down with water, although the expression is unusually sour, but the mood is unusually comfortable.
Well, according to the rules they set in advance, each bean should be chewed slowly, rinsed with water after eating, and then slowly the second one - if you play like that, it will really kill people.
It's just a matter of drinking Chinese medicine - anyway, Chinese medicine also has pills, isn't it? The only regret is that this thing is not made of honey.
Ignoring the rest of the people's words about cheating, Alan quickly pulled Harry out of the classroom, Professor McGonagall's matter mattered, didn't you see that he was in a hurry like this?
However, Harry stopped in a very uncooperative manner, his face full of surprise, "Eh, Alan, the professor didn't call me. β
Didn't call you?
Alan rolled his eyes behind everyone's back, and then turned around, his expression changed quite quickly: "If you don't shout, go over and play cards, remember to let them settle the accounts before opening." β
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Along the way, Alan begins to reflect on whether he has done anything annoying lately.
Breaking school rules?
No, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary during this time, and the trouble he made with his own people a few days ago was not called over by the professor alone to criticize, and the rest of the people who came to visit the school, he didn't touch it!
Thinking wildly, Alan knocked on Professor McGonagall's office, and after receiving a response from the professor, pushed the door open and entered.
Calm, calm, you don't have a handle during this time, you haven't violated school rules during this time, and you haven't had an appointment with your classmates in the corner of the campus or anything, there will be no problems!
Alan silently told himself that this wave was very stable, and he must hold on, and asked timidly, "Good evening, Professor, Harry said you were looking for me, what is the matter?"
"Harry didn't come, did he?"
Emmm, didn't you tell Harry not to let him come?
Of course, you can't say this directly, "Harry didn't come here, what's the matter, I'll go and inform him to come." β
"It's good that I didn't come here. Professor McGonagall stood up and tapped the office door with her wand, a magic spell to prevent eavesdropping.
"Well, what I'm going to tell you about is something that goes against the rules of the game, but I'm afraid we'll have to do it now - Harry's results will be nullified in the next game, and your job is to protect Harry. β
"Protect Harry?" Alan repeated.
"That's right, protect Harry - I don't know what Dumbledore thinks and will agree to that completely unreliable proposal, but as it stands, Harry's safety must be left to you, Alan. β
Dumbledore forced his decision?
Did Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore clash over this?
Perhaps it was because Alan's eyes were too obvious, and Professor McGonagall hesitated a few times before finally choosing to answer the question head-on.
"Well, while I know it's not appropriate to say this to a student, Dumbledore's side has too many problems to solve, and the school's financial situation does require that large donation, but I still feel that Albus's decision is too risky. β
The professor looked at Allen.
"Robinter, I'm sorry that this amount of pressure is on your shoulders alone, just because Dumbledore said you canβif you have any difficulties, I'll go to Albus at once, a child who has just grown up shouldn't be burdened with such a burden. β
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So it's okay for you to make it clear, professor, I'm really super confused when you're like this, let's talk about the difficulty after you explain things clearly!
Fortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't have the bad habit of selling off, and she probably found her way of describing it a bit unclear, so she hesitated for a moment with some difficulty, and finally said what she was struggling with.
"The decision has been made for the fourth tournament β the event that Germany has applied for the past Triwizard Tournament. β
"According to the description from the German side, there are plans to add other contestants β of course, these contestants are just coming to compete with you, not to participate in the finals, where everyone is eliminated, and the score is judged on a multi-faceted basis, and of course, of course, the one who lasts until the end has the highest score. β
"And in the middle of the competition, there will be dark wizards who are specially approved to join the team - under normal circumstances, it is not shown in front of outsiders, Durmstrang has been approved from the beginning of the school, and the dark wizards have been learning black magic from beginning to end. In addition, there are some wizards who are not more than eighteen years old and are practicing outside, the kind that have been taught separately since childhood. β