Regardless of whether or not Professor Sigma's escape was smooth, with his heroic dedication, the students of Hogwarts easily navigated the relatively boring journey back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a long journey, the young wizards, who had been feeling energetic, suddenly felt the fatigue of their trip and the stress of communication strike at them as they set foot on Hogwarts soil, because they were home.

Dumbledore's humane announcement that the banquet would be held in the evening relieved many of them to breathe a sigh of relief, and they didn't even have time to show off to their classmates before they made a beeline for the common room - the bed was a warm place to recover from fatigue at all times - provided you didn't carelessly knock over the glass.

Alan was no exception, and after a hurried greeting to his friend, he burrowed into the long-lost bed, which was warm and perfect for hibernation under the blazing fireplace.

When Alan woke up at about 3 p.m., he had slept for about 5 hours, and at this moment lunch had long been removed, and dinner was still early, but how could Alan make himself hungry?

A quarter of an hour later, Alan struggled into the Hufflepuff common room with a pile of food - but to his surprise, what awaited him was an outstretched hand - aimed at the food, of course.

When Alan woke up, the students who had participated in the exchange woke up one after another, and they were not polite to Allen when they were hungry - needless to say, it was definitely the food he had looted from the kitchen.

With a bunch of them gathered, the Hufflepuffs who had nothing to do soon gathered around - the end of the semester was still early, the exams were still early, and today was another day without classes, except for the top students who had been waiting since the morning to listen to the students after the exchange to explain what they had seen during their trips - they had already heard the exchange students of Uagadou boast about how their school was, but this matter still had to be verified by their own people.

Just as no matter how tired we are when we return from traveling, our external tone is always what we have seen and how good the scenery is, exchange students cannot say that the places they go to are very bad, not to mention, the scenery of Uagadou is not weaker than that of Hogwarts, and they cannot say that others are not good.

How can I say it? It's like a gold galleon and 17 silver sinks packed together on the ground, and you can only choose one, and if you ask me which one to choose, I can only tell you that I think both are the same, and I have no objection to giving it to me.

In the comparison between each other, Alan and the others also knew a lot about the performance of Uagadou's students at Hogwarts, and just as they did, Uagadou also sent a team of exchange students who were not weak - although everyone was here to communicate, but they were too weak to justify.

During the long afternoon tea, Alan was the protagonist of many topics, but he couldn't help it, his reputation on this exchange trip was too high, which caused him to barely keep smiling - because he really didn't know how to do it. Especially when the Hufflepuffs mentioned the goal that Allen scored at the end, it was considered one of the top 10 shots in their mouths, even if it was posted in an official national Quidditch match.

During the conversation, one of the students said regretfully: "It's a pity that Alan went to the exchange meeting, otherwise this interview with the Daily Prophet would definitely have included his photo, what a pity!"

While everyone else nodded yes, Alan finally couldn't hold it anymore and left the lounge under the pretext of going out to get some air—no kidding, the genuine Hufflepuff boasted about people that was unbearable.

Sure enough, it was good for the body and mind to come out for a walk - Alan skillfully blocked an attack as he passed through the hall, and then left the attacking little Slytherin in place.

With the addition of 15 coins that had not been seen in a long time, Alan said that he was very happy, and that everything was fine at the exchange - but it would be too uncomfortable not to be able to brush the first win, and he was very pleased to see that the Slytherins were still working tirelessly on a daily basis, and said that he would not stop.

By the time Alan returned, the conversation in the break room had finally changed - the subject had changed to Professor Sigma in the middle of nowhere, and there was all sorts of speculation about Professor Sigma's escape - and the story became more and more magical. That's right, it's magic, magic in the wizarding world.

Magic in the Muggle world tends to refer to things that cannot be explained by common sense, and people have to add mystical powers to explain them - so it is conceivable what Professor Sigma has experienced in the various versions of the story.

In fact, by dinner time, the version of the story that Alan had heard already felt quite like a wizarding myth - how could Professor Sigmar (the Archdemon), who had ruled Hogwarts with fear for half a year, be hunted down by a mere wizard?

The little wizards, who had been indoctrinated with wizards' fairy tales, began to spontaneously mythologize Professor Sigma's experience, in which Professor Sigma abducted the god's daughter, the angel, and abducted the most mysterious ghost。。。。。。

Anyway, all of these versions of the story have one thing in common, which is that Professor Sigma is a standard human trafficker, and it's uncomfortable not to be abducted - Professor Sigma would probably be tired if he was there, and said that the students were the worst he had ever taught, probably.

Anyway, Professor Sigma is gone, and Hogwarts still has a legend about him.

The shuffled conversation didn't stop until Dumbledore got up and signaled.

"It's a pleasure to see you again under the Hogwarts sky, I've listened to Professor McGonagall before - I'm sure you've already seen what has happened in the last two months during today's half-day exchange.

This exchange went smoothly, and I believe that your little brains must be richer than in the past. I hope that you can digest those things in the next time and free up your mind.

At this point, though, I feel like I need a little bit of fun. ”

To Dumbledore's applause, a small glass was placed in front of everyone's place - it was a butterbeer.

"Although it seems that as the headmaster, I should forbid everyone to drink this drink at this age, but please forgive an old man for his willfulness. What a wonderful exchange meeting!"

"Then everyone, raise your glass, and don't forget our school motto - don't disturb the sleeping dragon!"

"Cheers, for Hogwarts!"