The sound of the wooden floor shattering came from under Alan's feet, and he had just turned over and climbed off the bed and touched the floor with a non-startled face, and under the effect of magic, the wood was restored to its original state.

Well, that's good, I've saved some money again.

After demolishing the fox's two guest rooms, he had already lost nearly a hundred Galleons - ordinary things were fine, but even the magic items that had a little bit of magic had something to do with magic could not be easily repaired, and the stupid fox actually charged him!!

Especially when there is a housekeeper staring, there is no way to owe this action - Alan has no doubt that she is revenge for taking revenge on her for slapping her away, isn't it only twice, as for being so careful?

After carefully eating a hearty breakfast, Alan started another day's basic workout - except for the unconscious force that he had just woken up in the morning, he didn't have any problems today, and it can be said that his recovery training has been almost done, after all, he has been working hard for a week.

Well, it took him a whole week to complete the control of power in all aspects of his life, and it took him more time than he could have imagined - he had to use Hua Luo to ask the professor for leave again, but fortunately the professor approved it, otherwise it would be a lot of fun, and skipping school or something is an extremely serious behavior even in the wizarding world.

Fortunately, now that he has finally recovered, the occasional accident can be completely remedied and will not cause much impact, so it is time for Alan to say goodbye, after all, his current profession is a student, and if he takes a leave of absence, the professor can't say anything.

After saying goodbye to the fox officially, Alan didn't even bother to rent the petrel, and directly used his magic to move to the teleportation point in the Mahoutokoro school - those little guys are so cute, he is afraid that he will shoot him to death if he is not careful...

Surprisingly, there weren't many students here, but the professor in charge of the point nodded and let him in after he proved himself.

What's the situation?

Isn't it a weekend? Why can't you see anyone on the road?

It doesn't look like something happened, what the hell is this? Allen's mind was full of doubts, but obviously no one could answer his question at this time - as for the professor who was guarding just now, he didn't touch this moldy head, he came over and remembered that he was an illegal apparition, and the professor didn't realize that he had saved a confusion spell, and he couldn't find it comfortable to go back himself.

Fortunately, this question didn't bother him for long - after all, it was already dusk today, and at the moment when he passed by the square from a distance, a huge crowd of people poured out directly with cheers, and then Allen suddenly realized that there was a game today!

It's been too busy these days, he's almost forgotten about the Quidditch game in school, and he doesn't know how the game went, Hufflepuff won—forget it, don't report expectations, this year it's all freshmen, how can this configuration win, it's good not to be beaten.

Just as Alan was considering the results, a group of Hufflepuffs had already walked over - well, acquaintances.

It's the foul in his eyes that makes Alan feel the urge to hit people, hey, little ghost, you know what it means to respect seniors!

There was no corresponding respect, because the person who came was a Hufflepuff girl, and in the midst of a bunch of disdainful looks, Alan especially wanted to smoke Marshall - although he asked Warlot to bring back all the letters of leave, explanations, etc., on the same day, but the big mouth of this kid was definitely not controlled, and the story spread before his letter arrived.

What? There are other people here? He can't just wronged people?

He didn't care—how could he solve the problem if he didn't let Marshall bleed a few times? As for other things, Alan couldn't control it—this was seen by a bunch of people, and it would be nice to be able to pit Marshall and make psychological compensation.

That's right, everything is Marshall's fault!

With this in mind, Alan began to search through the crowd - Marshall's kid was still very recognizable and should be fairly easy to find.

Out of the consideration of preventing the destruction of something important, Allen stood quite light, and did not dare to use any excess strength, which attracted the attention of several seniors, and at the moment when he was looking for Marshall, a bottle of potion was secretly stuffed, and the senior still had an expression of I was a person who came over and said: "No, this is the energy potion I have configured, you should know how to use it - young people should pay attention to their bodies." ”

The boys around him were either envious eyes, burning eyes, or caring eyes for their juniors - in short, none of them were normal.

Silently pulling out the list in his mind, Alan began to ask them about the game.

Surprisingly, the game went pretty fast.

Because of the limited time for communication, the single-elimination format was simply used - if you lose one game, you will not be eligible to continue.

This is understandable - after all, there is only one champion, and the others have no rewards at all, after all, this is just a method used to consume the excess energy of the little wizards, not the kind of competition that is directly linked to the results of the academy, and the exchange is not carried out every year, so naturally it is impossible to form that kind of large-scale competition.

Hufflepuff was unexpectedly eliminated after reaching the quarter-finals, and now the semi-finals have been decided – a club in Mahoutokoro, Ilvermorny's strongest cat-leopard house, Gryffindor and Slytherin at Hogwarts.

And at present, the most favored is the Slytherin team, and Gryffindor is regarded as the weakest - no way, equipment problems, Gryffindor brooms are the worst, Slytherin is all the same light wheel 2001, directly equipment crushes everyone.

However, there will be no winner next week - it is said that a sponsor directly paid 2,000 Galleons for the title today, and at his strong request, the remaining four teams will have a more than three or four place final, and the reward will also be increased - as for the extra week, he will use it for hype.

The school's attitude towards sponsorship is actually quite rare and does not take a penny, and it is all pressed on the award money - which even makes Alan a little moved, so much money!

Of course, it didn't work, he couldn't even get together a team to compete, let alone win the championship.

However, the main owner finally appeared belatedly - Marshall came to distribute dog food with his dear girlfriend, and his first reaction when he saw Allen was to subconsciously flash back.

Sure enough, you kid just didn't do anything good!

Alan took a few steps forward, and although he collected his strength, he still left a few small pits.

Then he put his hand on Marshall's shoulder—a slight bone rattle came, and the fracture was not broken, but it was painful.

"My dear Brother Marshall, I miss not seeing you for a week—how is it, how are you doing?" The palm of his hand was gently raised and patted down, but Marshall's shoulders felt numb - [It's over, the bragging has been discovered!]

Just as Alan was happily discussing how many times he would have to save his deeply wounded heart, a faint voice suddenly sounded beside him:

"Brother, good evening - I haven't seen you for more than a week, are you having fun this time?"