The search was no accident, in fact, it had gone through seven checks along the way, but after Alan had made a cloud of smoke to block the doorway, there were almost no inspections of the box they were in—the Dementors didn't like it.

This made the whole box happy, and although they didn't react as much to the Dementors as Harry, it wasn't a bad feeling at all, and no one wanted to bear it if they could avoid it. This made them full of complaints about this kind of ghostly thing, and Allen, who had a guess about why there was such a strict inspection, could only silently tell himself - if he came out to mix, he would have to pay it back sooner or later.

That's right, of course, it was the Ministry of Death that he did to inspect it so harshly, and he didn't carry anyone on this pot - cough cough, I'm sorry, it looks like there is a pick-up.

Anyway, the Dementors watched it all the way, but Eren already knew that they would never succeed - you found it according to the method of arresting people, but the target had already become a dog, and if this was caught, Eren would really believe in the evil of the Ministry of Magic.

Anyway, Harry didn't have any major problems with the Dementors while Aren was covered, and it was inevitable that Alan would be discriminated against by the Dementors - but he didn't care, who cares what the guinea pigs think when he's a doctor?

Getting out of the car, checking, getting on the horse, a familiar set of formalities symbolizes that Hogwarts has started, but Alan is stopped when he gets out of the car and tries to follow in.

The sixth-year prefect of their academy stopped him with his forehead covered, with a look on his face that you kid was hopeless - he had been looking for Alan on the train for a long time, and finally stopped this guy who didn't play according to the routine.

As a prefect, what are you pretending to be new! When you are a prefect, you only have power and no obligations?

In the eyes of the other party in front of you if you dare to say that you don't know, I will commit suicide, Allen finally remembered the responsibilities in the booklet about the prefect who needs to organize students in large-scale activities and take care of new students, so he raised his hand to make a surrender form, indicating that he had discovered this mistake, and immediately prepared to wait for the organization to issue a task.

The dean, as the leader of the group, soon appeared and assigned tasks to Allen and them - the students of the seventh grade could not be managed by the dean, and the prefect was the direct executor of the task, just like the administrator carried out the ban or something when the group leader was away.

Well, it's better to be the leader of your own group, every day women's clothing, Gryffindor is also so open-minded, so, the leader of the Slytherin group, Jewel is in front, you are always going to obey, right?

Actually, it's not a big deal, and that's all it takes every year, except that this year there's an addition - after the assignment is completed, Professor Sprout specifically instructs that the freshmen must be stopped from trying to read the Dementor writing tentative as death, and keep them away from those things.

It's not superfluous, they die every year, and they have to be stopped before they act - not to hack them, especially the Gryffindor warriors, and of course Hufflepuff due to its large population and the attraction of the Forbidden Forest is too great ...

After announcing the final notice, Professor Sprout did not leave, but pointed at Allen in a rather serious tone: "And the most important thing, Allen-"

Alan tried to see if there was anyone who took the blame, but unfortunately the direction of the professor's finger remained the same, pointing firmly at him: "According to the complaint of the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore's consultation with the Ministry of Magic, you are strictly forbidden to approach the Dementors, if they disappear or are dissected, and you can't show an alibi, you can wait to be locked up for a year!"

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Professor, look at what you said, where is the most basic trust between people? Am I the kind of person who dissects that thing in my idle ass? Just kidding, I won't slice them, the system has a good appetite, and I accept it if it turns into ashes!

However, his innocent eyes did not get the professor's understanding, but came over and knocked him on the head: "What a pretence! The Dementors have already protested to the Ministry of Magic, saying that you almost killed nearly a hundred Dementors first, and then deliberately blocked the door with the Patronus to let them check when the Dementors searched, if it wasn't for Dumbledore's suppression, it would have been Fudge who warned you now!"

Alan rolled his eyes - scum Dementors, if you can't beat them, you'll be shut, right? Also, Professor, don't laugh when you warn, I want to kill a few more and more like this...

Anyway, the professor left in a good mood, and Alan and the others began to go their separate ways—originally Alan thought it should be a serious job, until he heard that the seventh grader was going to dig a corner in the school kitchen, and he completely put this low-end idea aside.

Anyway, after Alan and the others were busy for a long time, they finally brought the students to the table neatly and watched - the evil taste hidden under the annual sorting house is a game that can never be played, and of course it is a good time to watch the show at this moment!

Alan originally planned to sit with his roommates, but he had to welcome a new student, and the originally somewhat difficult work became extremely simple at the moment - due to the protest actions of the Ministry of Magic, the fact that Eren alone killed hundreds of (yes, the number expanded when it was circulating) Dementors spread throughout the school, not because the Ministry of Magic was embarrassed to publicize, but there were a bunch of second-generation demons who were not the same as Fudge, and they were very happy to help publicize this kind of thing that undermined his authority.

This has led to Allen's current popularity among freshmen - not entirely wanted, at least double-digit young wizards have had to find bathrooms on trains and change into school uniforms early after being searched. As for the bear children who were scared to cry, at present, we can count the list of people who didn't cry...

Hundreds of Dementors are a terrifying number for a single dementor who can scare a crying child, and the wizard who killed them - tsk, anyway, when Alan stared at a little guy for five seconds, two strands of golden beans burst out...

So,He welcomes the welcome,Shut up the mouth.,Let the obedient sit down as if stuck by a spell.,Although it makes Alan a little toothache.,But it's really saved a lot of things - it's just that when I hear someone whisper the word Allen the Great Demon King, my face is not very good.。。。

After silently jotting down the bear child in his mind and deciding to check the forbidden items for the rest of the day, the sorting house was finally over.

The same as before, two new professors, one Hagrid and one Lupin, Professor Snape's face was a little darker than before, and after the Dementors were more tightly guarded, the new school year began as always.

Well, except that Alan has already upgraded the permission dog - oh, by the way, the Slytherin group leader, it's not an exaggeration not to wear cat ears in women's clothing, look at our group leader women's clothing is normal!