Harry's tragic experience fully confirms the problem - even wizards, there is still such a thing as brainless powder.

Well, Colin did become a brave warrior after that, but for now, he is indeed a brainless fan, and Harry, who chases the stars, is embarrassed - or the same sentence, we will talk about things, not people, who has not a past?

So, Harry, of course you have to choose to forgive him!

Alan muttered this sentence in his heart, and walked straight down the hallway - the sound of his landing was completely muffled by the widow's inheritance, and he didn't slip away until no one was burning the fire on his head.

Unfortunately, he thought too much, Colin was a kind child, so kind that he didn't even want to take credit for signing autographs - yes, was it wrong to take a picture of Harry?

Therefore, just when Alan was planning to take care of his clothes and hide his name, Colin sold him very decisively, or rather, pushed out the credit for filming.

In front of everyone's eyes, the kid who was jumping up with joy pointed at Alan while pulling Harry, "I have to thank Prefect Alan for helping me, he sent me a picture specially - of course I lent him the utensils or something! Eh, what about Prefect Allen? he was still there!"

Under the guidance of this young man, the attention of the crowd changed very quickly, and finally fell on Allen, who had almost walked around the corner, although Allen had the intention to run away directly, but another team of young wizards was brought over by a prefect and blocked him here.

。。。

Kid, can I give you all the credit for this?

Alan turned his head in embarrassment as he prayed in his mind that Merlin could wake up the bear child—it was only a few steps away!

Even though he was prepared in his heart, Alan still blushed involuntarily when facing Harry - he really couldn't adapt to being caught in front of him...

Fortunately, after a buffer, he was more or less prepared in his heart (nonsense), he looked like he suddenly met you with a good weather, and said seriously: "Ah, Harry, you are also there?" It's really good.,Just rushed back to write a paper.,I almost forgot.,Didn't I say to leave a memorial for you last time.,One person took a picture.,It's just washed out today.,And thinking about when to give it to you.,Come over and return the instrument today.,Since you just met and gave it together.,You see how the shot is.。 ”

Well, fortunately, I found out that I missed Zhang and I didn't bother to find all the things to bring with me, and now the physical evidence is there, and Colin's photos or something can be completely revealed!

Alan thought as he quickly rummaged through the stack of photos in his hand, then handed them over, and while everyone was focused, Harry signed his name with a relieved face to free himself from this predicament, well, everything was so perfect!

A bunch of third-grade students began to pass on photos to each other, and some of them were shy and even covered the photos as soon as they started and refused to share them, but more people began to brag about the photos - because of the sacrificial Boggart, they all looked like they had defeated the terrifying monsters, and they were not convincing enough when they talked about it before, but now they have photos to brag about!

Harry and Ron were no exception, and in the midst of a bunch of people rummaging, photos of the two of them were quickly turned over.

"Oh, Harry, do you see, it's funny that I lost my leg with my wand so easily, but I look a little silly. ”

"No, of course not—" Harry pointed to Ron with his finger at the photograph as he began to deny Ron's claim, intending to tell his good brother that he looked super handsome - and of course Harry's picture was similarly touted, and Ron felt that he had a knightly glow shining when he taught the Dementors.

After complimenting each other, the two set their sights on a third person - although it was a bit of a strange statement, Hermione was standing there stupidly at the moment, all the photos were handed out, and yet she didn't get anything.

Oh no—Alan himself wondered, he took a picture of Hermione!

Oh, by the way, he suddenly remembered - because Hermione had to pick up tomorrow, so he must have met earlier than the others, so he put it away alone and prepared to send him over in advance, and he forgot about it just now when he was nervous...

Embarrassed, he pulled the picture out of the pocket of his wizard's robe, and handed it directly to Hermione—however, a strange gaze stared at him.

It was the prefect - the playful expression made Alan realize first-hand what he had done.

However, before he could remedy it, two successive attacks caught him off guard, resulting in the complete snatching of the pile of photos he was carrying.

Well—Alan was right, under normal circumstances, almost no one took anything with him, but he ignored the special circumstances.

There is a kind of cheating teammate called a dead friend.

It's the kind of existence where you put a thousand Galleons and you put a bag of melon seeds and you will find that the number has doubled when you come back - can he still beat the two of them seriously if he robs him of his things?

The two of them did not hide from the crowd to watch, but one was on guard and the other was good at checking that the work was done—just a few seconds after George had been looking, he had already put one hand on his brother's shoulder and his head on the other, completely losing his ability to control himself.

There was no doubt about it - he saw it.

And all Alan could do was pray—forgive these two lost teenagers, Merlin, who had gone further and further down the road to death, Merlin, bless Professor Snape, who was somewhere, for his heart and lungs to be tested mightily for some time to come, Merlin, and Merlin, bless Neville, who was about to be tested in the Professor's class—and finally, Merlin, bless me, I think I'm going to be punished!!

Professor, I originally planned to spread it on a small scale, but I didn't mean to make it public, and I wasn't the one who died!

Wait--I look like I'm a prefect now!And because I'm on official duty, I still don't have to go to class! Even if I take a student to Potions class, it's OK to just send it and pick it up! And being punished for a photo obviously doesn't have this school rule--he's not secretly taking pictures! When it's over, won't the limelight pass?

Sure enough, it's good to be a prefect! So, he looked at the twins who were still happily introducing the photos, and his eyes were full of pity - do you understand the truth that if you don't die, you won't die?