Although it was a long experience for Allen, and even the farewell massacre at the end scared him, for his classmates and friends, only one night had passed.

Therefore, when they waited for Allen to return, the feeling of reunion after a long absence was not there—after checking that Allen was alive and well, and that he was not missing an arm or leg or anything, they said goodnight to each other and went back to their rooms to lie down, without asking about the adventure at all.

After all, they really didn't know what the adventure Eren was going to be like - it was a long journey that almost cost a human life.

It wasn't until the next day, when they were enjoying breakfast at the table, that people yawned and began to ask about what had happened last night.

To be exact, even when Alan and a few of his roommates weren't in the dining room, everything about last night had begun to spread like crazy - no doubt from the undisciplined prefects.

After all, they were all guarding the school last night, and it's quite normal to know something, and as for the part that they don't know, well, it's great if you can't say it and make it up, anyway, everyone below listens.

Bragging about isn't a specialty of any place, and wizards don't even have to drink alcohol when they pull up eggs - he was from Hogwarts before bragging, and Hogwarts is almost his after blowing...

If you think about the traditional sorting rituals that have been deceived from generation to generation, you know that there is quite a tradition of bragging at Hogwarts.

In less than five minutes after Alan sat down, he had heard no less than five versions of the story - each version was wonderful, the battle between Professor Snape and Sirius, Professor Snape showed his skills and Sirius Black fought for 300 rounds, and finally stopped with the Ministry of Magic successfully investigating the truth, Professor Lupin stopped the same type of stoppage, Sirius killed the Quartet Dementors at a critical juncture, and finally the Ministry of Magic successfully investigated the stoppage version, etc.

Almost without exception, these bizarre stories end with the Ministry of Magic finally reversing the situation and clearing Sirius's grievances, and Alan can't believe that it wasn't a deliberate thing to wash the floor - but he didn't have the time to debunk it, after all, he had already sold Spotted for a good price.

Besides, people don't believe it very much, because the hottest thing at the moment is a poignant story of fighting life and death and then stopping and hugging each other in front of a deadly spell, that is, the characters are not old brothers who haven't seen each other for decades but - cough cough, Potions professor...

I don't know how they came up with it, anyway, the Slytherins' faces are all strange, well, how to say it, and I don't know what they are whispering...

Anyway, Alan doesn't plan to interfere, they just have fun.

He was now extremely concerned about a small question, which was quite serious - the question was very simple, how to chase people?

Although he was quite ambitious at the time, but now the cruel thing is in front of him - he really won't chase girls...

However, after pondering for a long time, Alan still didn't have any ideas, and finally he gave up the idea of completing this task on his own and began to try to ask for help from the sidelines.

Asking for help from the sidelines, of course, it's better to start with your roommates for help - after all, everyone is more iron, and it's not a big deal to be embarrassed in your own dormitory.

It's a pity that this idea was decisively abandoned by him when he swept through a group of roommates - except for Marshall, who is a single dog, it is necessary to ask for advice from Mao, is it necessary to ask for single experience?

As for how Marshall's kid got off the list, Allen and they have seen it with their own eyes, and they are counting on learning from him, and it is better to pull it down...

Alan rolled his eyes, and for a moment fell into deep thought.

It's a pity that this kind of thing can't be imagined - otherwise, the term single dog wouldn't have been coined.

After racking his brains for some thought, Alan opened his eyes again, and saw the familiar Professor Lupin in the classroom seat and Professor Snape angrily staring at him - although Sirius was logically more hateful, but his pot was taken by Lupin who obviously couldn't be in the teacher's seat.

Cut, the traditional Slytherin and Gryffindor love and kill each other, too old-fashioned, boring, change the channel.

Then his gaze shifted unconsciously—to the top of another long table.

A few minutes later.

Allen's view was suddenly blocked by a school robe - who, so annoying!

Do you know what a prefect is! That little wizard is so blind?

Alan was vaguely angry, and began to look up - well, this is a women's school robe, it seems to be a girl.

The emblem is a Slytherin snake, in front of the AA-level scenic spot that was pinned to his chest - no wonder Alan complained, it was really too bad for this wizard to come, he had some vague ideas, and he was interrupted, so is it wrong for him to complain a few words?

Fortunately, he is in a good mood at the moment, otherwise it would not be a complaint in his heart but a statement.

He began to look again—presumably which Slytherin had come to condemn him.

This is very common, after all, Alan has the need to win the first victory, and Slytherin is very cooperative, and he did a trick yesterday against the dean of the other family - it still takes kung fu to take down the professor head-on, but unfortunately he didn't guard against the students.

Therefore, after he made the above mental preparations, when he saw the face upwards, it was not just a surprise.

"Good morning, brother, what are you busy with?"

Anne smiled and looked at Allen, then a strange expression appeared on her face.

Without waiting for Alan to respond, she circled around her, then dragged Alan up from her chair and began to reach out to measure their heights.

"Strange—I haven't seen you all night, so why is it so high?" she began to mumble quietly, then stared at Alan carefully.

"No, my beard is growing a little more than before, my skin is much darker, and my clothes feel a lot older—" She carefully examined the slightest change, and the expression on her face became more and more strange.

Hiss~ Alan took a breath of cold air.

His roommates are all boys, careless, I didn't expect Anne to see so many problems.

Before he could speak, Anne pressed him against the chair again—and with this press something was wrong.

"Why did your hair grow so long, did you fall under some curse magic?" she stared at Alan, who looked extremely embarrassed for a while, and touched her chin unnaturally.

Fortunately, after half a day, Anne finally made sure that the person in front of her had not been replaced, she tidied up the crumpled clothes on Alan's body, and then directly got an empty chair and sat down.