The first thing Alan felt when he returned to his quilt was the pillow that he stuffed into the quilt and pretended to be a dummy, looking at the closed bed, Alan breathed a sigh of relief. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Marshall, who seemed to have returned, didn't look curiously at his bed—even though it was a rare event, he couldn't help but be worried.

But now it seems that everything is safe.

That was none of his business, he had already killed Voldemort's soul anyway - what could he be expected to do as someone who wasn't going to be a savior?

As for the traces in the Forbidden Forest, if they have their brains mended, Percy has a big family behind him anyway (well, this latter is to be discussed), and he should be fine with half of the victims.

Not to mention the Weasleys' huge influence in the wizarding world, even if anyone else wanted to interfere in the school's affairs, they would have to pass Dumbledore first - and having witnessed Tom Riddle's return, he was likely to suppress the news, but he would never blame a victim for suppressing the news.

But what Eren left there could at least tell Dumbledore - that was that Tom, who had plagued his school, had hung up, and that was whether he had been too excited to laugh to death after escaping and had taken the bento with his injuries, he had to think about it slowly.

As for Dumbledore's discovery of the Horcrux in advance?

Discovery—he wouldn't have gotten the most important piece of the puzzle anyway without Harry—the memories of how many Horcruxes there were.

To be honest, Alan didn't mind Dumbledore killing Voldemort early - who said that the boss could only be killed by Harry!

However, it didn't matter to Alan - it was the warm quilt that was more in line with his heart than the annoyances.

With all the energy after the war, Alan quickly fell asleep.

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The next morning, Alan was woken up by a smug Marshall - he was shaking Alan's bed frantically, as if something earth-shattering had happened.

Marshall was responded to by an outstretched wand and a petrified slurp.

What kind of joke - Alan had only slept for less than five hours, or after the Great War, even if Dumbledore called him out himself, he would have done it - I wonder if there is such a thing as getting up?

However, another unfortunate thing for Michelle is that the little wizards who have been holding back for a long time have gone out crazy because of the announcement that the ban has been lifted this morning and there is a day off - it is the most terrible torture for a group of little wizards who are bear children to stay in the house for so long!

So, in the same way, Marshall couldn't get anyone's help, and it wasn't until two hours later when Alan reluctantly opened his eyes that he found him standing as a sculpture.

In the look of anticipation on the hapless child's face, Alan unhappily unravel the spell - which caused him to collapse directly on the ground - it was two hours without moving.

While rubbing his numb legs on the ground, Marshall cried:

"Allen—I'm kind enough to remind you—woo-woo—you actually cast a spell directly on me!

For the sake of everyone holding back for so long, I specially asked you to go outside to play—you actually attacked with a petrification spell!

For two hours, I couldn't move!

Whining

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It's a pity that Marshall is not a cute girl, so he is greeted not by candy, but by Allen, who is ready to cast a silence spell on him.

This made him quickly give up his intention to continue crying, and made a request for compensation that made Alan cry and laugh - he wanted to read the book that Alan hid in bed yesterday - according to him, it took a lot of perseverance to resist the intention of waking Alan up yesterday to ask for a book.

Well--if you shouted, I guess I had to use it on you last night.

Alan angrily took out a gift from the boss of the year, and then threw it to Marshall-"No, I've got you!"

This made his roommate's expression instantly bloom like a chrysanthemum blooming in autumn - it was all yellow, and it couldn't be more yellow.

In Marshall's introduction, he quickly learns what happened to the breakfast he had missed.

Two teams of Aurors arrived at Hogwarts last night - they had come at Dumbledore's request to help search the Forbidden Forest - and Alan thought Hagrid should be worried, given that he had so many forbidden creatures in it.

However, it was clear that Dumbledore's face was too big, causing the Aurors to selectively ignore the magical creatures.

It is said that the criminal was killed last night - his bones were bombarded into a pile of powder under the powerful magic.

This was not to Allen's expectation - if they hadn't killed the perpetrators, I'm afraid the panic would not have stopped.

The only problem was that it wasn't Dumbledore who killed the killer, but the Aurors who came to help.

To be honest, if the credit is given to Dumbledore, Alan is absolutely convinced - if he hadn't beaten Voldemort to the point of bleeding yesterday, Alan would not have risked killing him, that is, most of the credit for this is on Dumbledore.

However, the Ministry of Magic has a big problem taking the credit - apparently, the Minister of Magic is already on the verge of breaking with Dumbledore, and he is trying to pull himself out of the shadow of Dumbledore's majesty.

But Alan wasn't going to get involved in this bullshit - when Voldemort returned, the idiot would know what he had done wrong.

As for now, Alan has more important things to do.

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That night, the Hogwarts campus.

In one of the rooms in the faculty lounge, a sad, frightened witch lies on the ground - she has been attacked from behind by Allen.

Alan had a dog-beeping look on his face - why don't you sleep at night!

Although he was breaking into the house illegally at the moment, he had no intention of repenting at all.

Walking a few steps to the small bed, Alan looked at the little wizard lying on the hospital bed who still had a frightened limited expression.

Alan angrily put his hands under the window, and a cloud of starlight condensed in his hands.

After Starlight condensed into a glowing ball of light, Alan struggled to place the ball of light on the little wizard's chest - and soon, with the cold sweat on Ellen's forehead, Starlight completely sank into the little wizard's body.

Really tired - the difficulty of this spell was much higher than Alan had imagined, and it also made his plan to make money from the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries in a nutshell.

After yesterday's battle, Soraka's strongest skill, which had held him back for a long time, finally pierced the window paper, which also gave him the ability to remove the effects of the Diamond Heart Curse.

But what's the inexplicable upset? He's obviously not on good terms with Slytherin!

Forget it, if it's not happy, it's not happy - looking at the two mothers and children who were unconscious in the house, who could only rely on each other for their lives, Alan sighed and left the hut, it was already late at night, he should go back to sleep.

ps: The debt is paid off, easy!

By the way, I advertised, I have been in debt for a long time, and I have always been in debt and dare not fight.

Recommend a big guy's book, called "By Me Through the Second Dimension", the book is okay, but the focus of my recommendation is that this big guy has a good character, it is said that when he was in great health care with readers, he also trapped himself in order to help readers block guns! Of course, this is just a legend, I just listened to what they said, but what I witnessed is that this big guy said that gambling on women's clothing will explode photos, it is really a spit and a nail!

But the photo is a flash photo, so I can't share it, the big guy is so scary these days。。。。。。。