Although he was thinking about killing the boss and exploding equipment, taking advantage all the way from then on, going smoothly, establishing a trade union, dominating the whole server, and then marrying Bai Fumei and stepping on the pinnacle of life, his dream was interrupted, but Alan did not dare to have the slightest complaint - although the person in front of him was not the Thunderbolt King, but in terms of the matter in front of him, he was more terrifying than the Thunderbolt King. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Dumbledore was amiable, and even a student who made his mistake would be willing to give him another chance - but definitely not a guy named Tom Riddle.

He had already knocked down the first Dark Lord and crushed the second Dark Lord half to death, but he didn't have any more energy to kill the third Dark Lord.

Alan had initially considered adding the White Wizard's name to the Dark Lord's squad - but he gave up, not to mention that Dumbledore had fought Voldemort.

It's hard to imagine that Dumbledore will let him get the legacy back - it would be nice not to slice him up.

Dumbledore didn't care if he said that this thing was his kind of nonsense, and if he thought about it, Alan also felt that it was unreliable for a young man who had worked so hard to kill the Dark Lord to say that the Dark Lord's legacy was robbing him - if someone said that this thing was his, when Eren revealed his equipment, Alan could beat him out of the believe it or not!!

So, dear Dumbledore, let's forget about each other instead of each other.

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However, at this moment, Dumbledore is not talking nonsense with Eren - he just found a problem, his warrior development plan, has been cut off!

Forget about cutting off the beard - the problem is that the other party is still upside down。。。。。。

He worked hard to send money and equipment, but Harry's classmates gave the money to Allen.

What could Dumbledore do—he chose to forgive him, of course.

Of course, all of the above was a joke - in fact, Dumbledore was very happy with Harry's behavior of finding himself in search of knowledge.

Even if he was the Headmaster, he couldn't force the professors to teach Harry what he had pressed at the bottom of the box, and the professors had a lot of teaching - they had seven full grades!!

Of course, we don't mention this exploitation for the time being, in fact, Dumbledore himself is too busy to have a tutoring session with Harry's classmates alone, he has to analyze all kinds of information to kill his student who should have died a long time ago, he has to deal with all kinds of things in the school, he has to fight with the school council people。。。。。。

That's when a coach Harry was looking for appeared in front of him - and, happily, he was very strong.

So, after a confused conversation with Allen, Allen managed to get rid of his weekly punishment - even if it wasn't been a few days.

During the conversation, Dumbledore praised Alan for his help to his classmates, and hoped that he would continue to do so and make a new contribution to the friendly exchange between the Houses - not an extra Galleon, nor an extra Hufflepuff Cent。。。。。。

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't care about the extra class anyway - just pay for it, although it feels like he's conspiring with an unscrupulous old man to defraud orphans of their belongings...

When Alan walked out of the Headmaster's office, a young Slytherin wizard suddenly came out, and just as Alan drew his wand and considered whether to use a stun spell or a vomiting curse, the Slytherin shouted in a super loud voice:

"Stop!! I'm not here to fight!"

I'll believe you once - Alan found that there were three students of the same level around him, and the other party didn't deliver food like this, so he stopped the spell he released and waited for the other party's next words.

"Haha, Alan, you're miserable, Professor Snape let us tell you that the bucket of horned toads must be disposed of today - it's a valuable asset of the school, and if you waste it, Hufflepuff will be deducted thirty points - do you really have that many points?"

Three Slytherins laughed at the same time - three years!

It's been three years, and they've been bullied by a little wizard from Hufflepuff for three years!!

Many times they woke up in the hospital, but today they finally turned over!

Alan, you kid has a !! today

They didn't feel right when Professor Snape called out to them, and they were all about to cry when they heard Professor Snape's order - the professor told them to find Alan!

[Dear professor, do you think that guy who is just two horns away from becoming a demon is not a supergod or a five-kill, and he has to ask us to go thousands of miles to send people's heads!!]

But then the three little wizards were happy, for Professor Snape had told them what to do—to wait for Alan to come out and get the toads in front of the Headmaster's office!!

Although they knew that this action would usher in retaliation, the three of them still smiled and accepted the task, just to see the desperate face of Allen's classmates.

However, the imaginary retaliatory attack did not come, and likewise, the face of despair did not leak out.

Alan looked at them calmly and said softly, "I'm sorry, just now the principal said that I performed well, so my confinement this year was specially canceled. ”

Boom -- a thunderbolt on a sunny day, thunder on the ground, and a feeling of loss spread in their hearts.

Then, Alan said softly: "Please remember to reply to the professor - oh, by the way, I think the professor will not let the materials go to waste, I guess this matter will not bother the two masters." ”

Poof—the sound of a knife stabbing into the heart.

And Alan, turn and leave, without taking a cloud with him.

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A few days before Christmas, a cloud of owls swept over the breakfast table, bringing letters and newspapers to a large number of teachers and students.

They're trained not to drop strange things onto the table - but today, the clouds are a little weird.

Among the many owls, a huge bird of unknown species stood out - it was snow-white, with only a ring of goose-yellow feathers around its neck.

The bird had been in the air for a long time, and stood on Alan's shoulder in the midst of everyone's astonished gaze - it was not easy, it was much bigger than Alan's head.

It glanced at Allen's plate, took a piece of fish that Allen had just forked, and gracefully stretched out its right leg.