Problems have to be solved, especially now that Eren has nothing to do - in short, Allen's idle eggs hurt.

So, he took the initiative to approach the professor who was still instructing everyone, and asked softly, "Professor, can I help my classmates?"

"Of course, kid, it's a commendable act, go ahead. The professor's face was full of teachable expressions, and it was obvious that Allen's outstanding performance had made him selectively forget about the previous conflict - well, I'm sorry, of course you can do whatever you want with good grades.

So, the warm-hearted Allen naturally began to walk around the classroom, which looked quite like that.

"Dude, there's a mess there, beware of the explosion, by the way, do you know what's going on today?"

"Thanks, I don't know, I was asleep too. ”

。。。

After many similar answers, Alan finally asked the source of everything - the person responsible for identifying him from the crowd and betraying the revolution was none other than the junior wizard of their own college, Selma.

It is said that she also successfully passed some questions from her professor and successfully received an award from her professor.

Just the steam coming out of this cauldron, Alan listened to the Hufflepuff of the same level complain to himself, and the Selma classmates in the front row turned their heads to look at this side from time to time because of their weak hearts, which made people feel more and more - well, the urge to blackmail her once.

Obviously, the classmate who sued also thought so.

Thelma is a good classmate - nothing wrong with her personality other than a bit of a big personality, of course, in the eyes of her classmates.

The truth is, she's the one who spearheads the scourge of the school's herb greenhouse and turns its contents into food, and of course, she's a good cooker and a pretty unique spice - she's a half-blood, and she can get her hands on some of the special herbs in the Chinese wizarding world.

Unfortunately, she couldn't stand the crowd, and after being used up most of them by the Hufflepuffs at once, in view of the lack of spices, she had no choice but to announce that she could only use it on important festivals in the future - she didn't have enough to eat herself, after all, some things were embargoed, and she could only bring them secretly.

After quietly signaling the classmate not to make a noise and make a fortune together, Alan moved to the table in front of him in a few steps, only to find that there was more than one person coming, and the other little girl was blocked by the table because of her size, and he didn't see it clearly.

This is normal, if they can keep up with nutrition at this age, it is normal to grow six or seven centimeters a year.

At this moment, she was lying on the table, scribbling a piece of parchment that Alan was very familiar with, and the thing he was rewarded looked at, probably the reward given to Thelma by the professor, strange, how did these two get together?

It didn't matter, Hermione was her own anyway, and she would have helped if she blackmailed her—then again, could it be that the professor could have been admired by the two of them? possibly, but it didn't matter.

Alan knocked on Thelma's desk, and under the cover of smoke, he made a straight face: "Selma-san, I think, you probably don't need me to say more and you know what I want to express, right?"

The fact that the thief was weak made the originally smug girl stunned all of a sudden, and hurriedly pulled down her friends to ask for help - they met in the library, and they came to class today and encountered this incident.

It's a pity that Hermione gave her a look of self-help after finding out who was coming - although the prescription was shared by everyone, but the betrayal had nothing to do with Hermione, after all, Hermione was completely ignored because she was too short under the professor's magic control, and she couldn't jump up to prove herself, right?

At this moment, the potion in the pot was already half-formed, and the sea-blue potion was constantly rolling, and the smoke brought out made Allen's blackmailing face even more terrifying.

Although he knew that Alan should not be too pursued, Selma's classmate still offered a very high price: "Half of the seasoning is shared with you, and I owe you a favor, how about revealing this matter?"

Well, it is worthy of being a wizard who can find ingredients in the Forbidden Forest, and even in this case, he can reasonably offer his own price, although it is a bit high, but Alan personally does not mind at all.

Although she didn't get the big meal she imagined, she could make it yourself with the spices, especially the amount was quite reasonable - so Alan left the crucible she shared with satisfaction and began to find someone else to make an appointment for dinner.

There is no doubt that everyone is very happy in this wave of fighting local tyrants and dividing the land - originally Alan thought that blackmailing a meal would be almost enough, but the other party was bleeding so much, so let's get together together.

In this Potions class, Alan ran around in the name of mentoring, solving a bunch of small problems by the way, causing the professor to greatly change his opinion of him out of misunderstanding, and even erasing Allen's last remaining punishment in the end.

This caused the blackmailed Selma classmates to roll their eyes in anger, but unfortunately it didn't work, she was the only victim.

However, Allen's hippie smile was unimpressed, and he turned his head to look at Hermione: "Hey, Hermione, aren't your first and second year courses particularly heavy, how can you have time to skip classes?"

Hermione spread her hands, "Half of the classes have been cancelled, and now the main event of the house is at the Quidditch tournament - Harry, they are all under 24-hour surveillance by Professor McGonagall." ”

Ahem, it's understandable, especially after the events of the weekend, the protection of the Quidditch team must be a priority, especially now that Gryffindor is just one step away from the championship, and as a once excellent Quidditch player, Professor McGonagall takes this seriously.

As for Hermione, she couldn't even fly, let alone Quidditch - she didn't know much about the game.

So, this is the real scholar, thinking about the fact that he was still thinking about skipping class at the beginning, but he skipped class and ran away more than anyone else, Alan couldn't help but feel weak for a while, but this idea was quickly dispelled by the classmates who discussed how to have dinner, and the unlucky Selma classmate was even forced to sell himself and have to count the money - he was begged by a few girls who wanted to cook in person at night.

In front of the door of the next classroom, the two students who skipped class separated from Alan, they had their own classes to attend, unlike Allen, who had no classes today.

"Guys, there's nothing going on today, we can get high!" Marshall roared as he stepped up.

However, he was greeted by a bunch of tired and weak eyes, and the words "oh" splashed like cold water - most of them didn't sleep well, they had been better in class before, and now they all had the idea of catching up on sleep.

The breeze blew and the camp was snoring...