Although Alan didn't know what was going on - he could at least draw one conclusion from the eyes of those people - it was a good thing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, even if the other party is the principal, even if Alan is poor at this moment, he still has to say a word to the principal - no appointment, uncle, we will not make an appointment.

However, when Alan was about to reject the headmaster with a look of disgust, his whole being was ignored as if it were an inconsequential background - the headmaster walked past him quickly, bent down behind him, and then the disgusting sound rang out, but at the moment there was a hint of surprise added to the voice:

"Little girl—can you tell me your name?"

However, it was the back of the little girl's head that responded to him—and Anne walked straight behind Allen.

The scene was slightly awkward, but the headmaster clearly didn't want to give up, and he got up and looked at Alan, whom he had ignored, with half of Anne's body hidden behind her.

"So, can you introduce yourself to me—the little wizard from Gryffindor?"

Although this was not a friendly question, Alan politely replied, "My name is Alan Robinter, a second-year Hogwarts student. Robin was the surname of their entire orphanage, and it came from the old dean.

"So, Mr. Allen--may I ask who is next to you?" The headmaster was obviously only planning to use Allen as a springboard, but considering that it was not good to ignore people on the first day of the exchange, Allen answered his question anyway.

"She's my sister, a first-year Hogwarts student. ”

"Is it only the first grade?" the headmaster paused, throwing out a piece of news that stunned everyone—"So, will Ling Mei be able to join us in Ilvermorny?"

What a joke - even though Alan had a vague guess before, the question still kept him there.

This principal is going to do something!

In any case, digging into the corner of another school in front of so many people is a serious provocation. Professor McGonagall's face was already flushed, and Alan had no doubt that she was about to explode in the next moment—her wand had already been drawn, and if the Headmaster of Ilvermorny didn't give her a reasonable explanation, she wouldn't mind just letting the event end there.

"I'm sorry - I really didn't mean to be offended - but now I have to stand up. ”

"In a matter of seconds, the little girl had reacted to the four Golems used for the Sorting House - according to Ilvermorny's rules, she would have the right to choose to enter any of the houses. This is an iron law that has been laid down since the founding of Ilvermorny. ”

"The last person who managed to make this happen was Serafina Piqueri. He paused, and then a bunch of little wizards inhaled around him.

Even Allen had heard the name - she was the head of the Magical Congress of America in the 1920s - and the kind that served several terms, and the experience of this female minister would occupy a lot of space even in the history of magic. (Authentic information, not apocryphal)

"Well, then, Dear Headmaster Minerva McGonagall—we are willing to compromise all of our agreements in exchange for the little witch's admission to Ilvermorny. He put away his greasy tone and made his request to Professor McGonagall.

"Impossible!"

Four voices rang out at the same time.

In addition to Ellen, Anne, and Professor McGonagall, there was a group of leaders who had just stepped through the main entrance of the hall.

It was a tall, thin guy with a red beard, and an old friend of Allen's in the group behind him.

His presence quickly revealed to Alan the identities of these people - they were a team of Aurors, a group of Aurors affiliated with the U.S. Department of Magic.

"Principal Charridad - you've broken the rules of the Ministry of Magic this time!" the leader Auror was clearly not inferior, and the first thing he said after standing still was to reprimand the headmaster of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Now there are nearly seventy wizards who have entered the country illegally without permission from the Ministry of Magic!

His rebuke directly confused Allen over there - what was going on?

Ilvermorny's hatred of the wizards at Hogwarts has caused him to make up a lot of dark things in his head, but what is the situation at the Ministry of Magic now?

As the sharpest sword and the strongest cornerstone of the Ministry of Magic, the Aurors can basically be regarded as one with the Ministry of Magic itself, but why are the Aurors here at odds with their Hogwarts people?

Could it be that the people at the British Ministry of Magic have troll feces in their heads?

Their so-called communication is that both civil and official organizations are offended?

What a joke - if so many wizards were to be detained on charges of illegal entry, it would definitely cause a big war in the wizarding world!

Not to mention the fact that most of them are adult Slytherins, even if the power of the pure-blood family is waning like the glory of the British Empire, it is still not to be underestimated—imagine what would happen if they learned that the new generation of their family had been forcibly seized by the American Ministry of Magic, a branch of the Ministry of Magic!

Luckily, the Ministry of Magic wasn't as useless as they thought it would be - the headmaster, known as Charried, raised his wand and was accompanied by a whole bunch of Ilvermorny's little wizards.

"Marcus - this is my school! Ilvermorny was founded long before your so-called Ministry of Magic!—no one in the land of Ilvermorny dares to touch my guests!"

He pointed his finger at the Aurors in turn - "Dylan, you graduated from the Thunderbird Academy five years ago, when you had just obtained the Auror qualification, and you were very happy - Arman, you are the prefect of the Goblin Academy, and you have been excellent since you entered the school。。。。。。 ”

As he counted, the wand-holding hands of the people he named slackened - as the largest wizarding academy in North America, most of the Aurors came from this academy.

"Marcus - go back and tell the greedy vampires in Council that Ilvermorny is an open academy of magic, not the back garden of the Ministry of Magic - we will never be the echo worms of the Ministry!"

The sluggishness of the majority of the crew had left the Auror leader incapable of continuing his mission - he did not doubt that he and the others would be captured before they could be captured.

What's more, his mission has been accomplished - they are not really here to arrest people, but only to add to the blockage, of course, this task is only known to the leader Marcus.

"You're going to regret your decision today - Headmaster Charried!" As the last sentence fell, the Aurors retreated in formation.

Similarly, the puzzle pieces of Allen's speculation are reduced to the last corners of the puzzle that don't matter.