"Eh, why did Allen sneak over to the girl's side, we've been preparing for a long time!"

"By the way, they won't be traitors, will they?"

"What are you kidding, we didn't bring them with us when we discussed, how could it be! Don't worry, our preparations will not be in vain!"

Speaking kung fu,A few snowballs symbolically floated between the two teams.,It looks like it's really playing.,Although there are more magical operations than normal Muggle snowball fights.,But the style of painting is not collapsed at all.。

"Is it too fake that we have prepared here, do you want to add some firepower or something?"

"No, everyone stay vigilant, we must fill Allen's kid in the snowdrift today!"

"Well, Allen seems to be building a snowman over there, he seems to be playing with those girls - what if he doesn't make a snowman all the time???"

。。。

After a moment of silence, the scene suddenly became extremely awkward, and finally the last Marshall student to express his opinion was hit by a petrification spell and thrown into the snowdrift.

Damn, you kid talks a lot!

It's cold, and it's not really fighting, waiting here for the cold and swishing, you kid actually poured cold water on it?

——

After Marshall was pulled out of the snow, a group of people waited for a long time with a nervous heart, and finally saw Alan being chased by a group of snowballs and blasted out of the girl's side.

When Alan came over while cleaning the snow off his body, he saw a man in full swing.

"Hey, Alan, are you coming to play, do you want to come to our side?"

"Okay, okay, your side is on your side, and you in the province say that we are bullying you here - this side has said in advance, you are not allowed to use the spell, you are only allowed to use snowballs to smash it!" The leader on the opposite side smiled and helped Eren agree, and then told Eren their rules.

"Okay, okay, what's the point!" Alan shouted with a smile as he snapped his fingers directly at the thick snow on the ground, and a huge snowball formed almost instantly, and then smashed directly towards the leader on the opposite side with an extremely graceful curve under the control of magic.

The snowball was very large, and the force of the throw was not light, so it was no problem for it to hit the opponent directly in the chest - the opponent stumbled, and then tried to balance his body, but in the end he lost his balance in the hurry, fell to the ground, and fell into his soul.

The scene fell silent all of a sudden.

Who's having a snowball fight with the function of a second person! When you meet, you can lie down next, and you can probably surrender directly after a few minutes!!

Allen's side also laughed embarrassedly - a little excited for a while, he didn't keep his hand, and forgot that the opponent was a group of wizards who didn't even do basic protection, after all, before the fighting skill tree was pointed out, the wizard was still quite vulnerable...

"Todd, are you alright? Sorry, I use a little more magic. Alan smiled awkwardly and apologized, and behind Allen, a group of guys who were supposed to be his teammates began to desperately make eye contact - even if you cast spells without a wand, you cast spells so fast and so accurately, how can our plan be implemented!

Earlier, everyone thought that when the fight started, they hit the firepower to take care of Allen, and they still looked hairy.

The two sides made eye contact and changed their plans directly.

"Really, Alan, you shouldn't be careful, let's change the method, don't use magic to use your hands, so that there won't be any problems. “

Two minutes later, another warrior lost his balance, and Alan continued to smile - no way, he probably used a little more force to pinch the snowball, and after hitting it, the snowball didn't break...

"God, Alan, you want to murder!" A classmate covered his head, and then stood directly on the opposite side, "That's good, let's go to the other side a few more, Allen is strong on your side anyway, take care of it." “

"Alright," Alan smiled rather innocently, and then took off one more for a moment.

Now of course, it has become a lot of picks.

Just when the crowd was concentrated on the other side, something quite magical happened - countless snowballs that had been prepared in advance smashed directly towards Allen's side under the control of the wand, and for a while there was a tendency of barrage, leaving no time for anyone to react.

As for Allen's side, the ground that was originally quite solid suddenly heard the sound of the ice cracking, and it continued to spread around, and on the big tree above Allen's head, which was originally used as a block by the students, the crackling sound of the branches breaking also jumped out instantly.

The venue is a field where traps have been arranged, similar to the swamp that the twins made out of the corridor, and the giant snowball on the big tree was originally hidden by the Levitation Charm and the Illusion Charm, but at this moment the magic that was supported was suddenly canceled - Yin people or something, give a group of wizards enough time, any kind of trap can be arranged, even Dumbledore, who is slightly better than Voldemort alone, fell under Voldemort's curse without paying attention for a while.

A group of students stopped what they were doing - they didn't expect the plan to be so successful, the two most powerful traps were used, even if only one of them worked, it meant that they didn't have to think about how to take Eren to the snowdrift that had been set up to make people fall, the small bird pile that had been transformed with snowballs in advance, and so on.

Since the entire underside of the field was emptied, leaving only a layer of enchanted ice as the ground, when the ground collapsed, a pile of snow flew up, making it completely impossible to see what was happening in the snow mist.

"Haha, this kid finally got Allen into a snowdrift - there is more than two meters of snow under the pit, all of which we got from all the way, so it's not in vain!"

"That's it, after acting for a long time, I finally succeeded, how long has it been since I've seen this kid Allen lose in a duel or something? As soon as he appeared, he couldn't even secretly fight in the corner of the campus. ”

"Alright, Alan, get up, neither snowballs nor traps can hurt anyone, it's okay to be embarrassed, it's not like we're cheating, we didn't use magic to attack you directly - snowball fights, how can snowball fights if you don't go into the snowdrifts." ”

"Well, that's it, it's a snowball fight, how can it be called a snowball fight without a little snow?"

"Look, I'm not the only one who says that, come out and have fun, it's the most important thing to have fun-"

The word was stuck for a long time, because the person who said it felt that something was wrong, and the smiling Alan stood next to him, and then a wind rose directly from under his feet, and led him directly to the snow pit as if he were floating.

One after another - anyway, if you form a group to fool people, you can't miss any of them.

Compared to Allen, they did have too little combat experience, but no one wanted to be thrown directly into it with magic - for this situation, Allen had already been prepared, and when he threw the first young man down, he was already standing behind everyone.

"Excuse me, everyone, but have fun. Alan grinned and stood in place, and then countless pale green winds began to spin wildly from near him—the wind of revival!

The spell that was supposed to heal the wizards in the area put all the power into how to squeeze out the undesirables, and there was almost no resistance and no harm, and a group of people who came to watch the excitement were squeezed alive by the strong force of the wind to the edge of the pit they had dug themselves, and then they were thrown down like dumplings.

The remaining three or four who were lucky enough were not squeezed down, and hurriedly prepared to dodge, and Marshall was also in the ranks.

"Alan, wait, I'm my own! You see, they've thrown me in before!" Marshall said, pointing to the snow marks on his body that hadn't quite fallen.

"It's too late, the forty-meter-long knife can't be recovered, so let's bury the friendly soldiers. As Alan spoke, a hurricane had already accumulated to its fullest, and then it blew directly with a large amount of snow, blowing everyone into it with snow, and then spreading a thin layer on it.

Well, the group was wiped out, except for a few defeated dogs left in the silent wail, and the world became clean. Just as Eren was about to pull people up, there was a sudden spatial fluctuation that was very strong but did not cause a little defensive counterattack from this clearing.

Needless to say, there's only one person who can be free apparitions at Hogwarts, Headmaster.

It seems that Dumbledore has returned.

But why did you come back in such a hurry?

Just when Alan was wondering, a familiar figure had already appeared in front of him, Dumbledore appeared there with a smile, except for the dusty servant, his expression was quite kind, and he didn't seem to be injured, obviously this pursuit of Grindelwald was done quite well.

It's also - after all, people have been honestly staying in prison to do some research or something, and as a top dark wizard, he occasionally uses secret passages to hang out and don't do anything bad, and he didn't have any idea of doing things again before, so it's even more impossible this time.

It's just that when he saw Allen, Dumbledore's face changed suddenly.

？？？

Alan was stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled out his wand—could he have guessed wrong, or was he dazzled?

Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't give Alan a chance to continue his thinking, and he asked in a rather strange tone, "Good evening, Alan, what are you doing here?

Alan was stunned for a moment, and then found that something was wrong, and instead he found that there was a person squatting there in the place where he had been disfigured, and he was also shocked, and he was targeted by someone.

"Well, headmaster, no, I actually didn't notice something wrong until you came over, we were busy with snowball fights. ”

"Snowball fights, us?" Dumbledore's usual calm expression changed suddenly.

Except for Allen, where is there anyone on the field? There is only one possibility left - Allen, this kid does not listen to persuasion, and something goes wrong directly with what dangerous magic is done privately, or it is very likely that he has fallen into some strange magic or curse or something.

This is not a strange thing - many wizards have either died or been seriously injured in the pursuit of higher ways of magic, or the wizarding hospital would not be so popular. Whether it was treating students as a headmaster or as a founder of the Order of the Phoenix and looking at the members of the reserves, Dumbledore clearly didn't want anything to go wrong with Alan.

But just as Dumbledore was about to continue asking, he suddenly felt that his feet seemed to be too soft.

And at this moment, the snow that was supposed to hide those cries was removed by the students below.

"Alan, you kid is playing yin—let's say, did someone report to you or did the girl hand us over?"

"Let go, you've pressed my hair, let me free my hands to deal with the snow over here!"

"Loosen up, you kid touched the wrong hand!?"

"Who's farting, get out of the way and go out to duel!"

Something strange seems to have been mixed in?

However, Alan was in no mood to laugh, and Dumbledore's face became super surprised after a relaxed look.

The headmaster was quite clear about how many students were left, and although most of the matters were left to Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore still cared about such an important matter as the students who stayed at the school. So, it's pretty much clear who Dumbledore is buried in this snow pit.

Who could there be?

Most of the outstanding students who stayed in school and a bunch of prefects - considering that Allen's side is still relatively reliable, there should be no girls below.

So, Dumbledore suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem, based on the number of people in the pit, probably all the male prefecturals of Hogwarts are here?

Suddenly there was some heart congestion.

He's only been out for a few days, and all the prefecturals at Hogwarts have been holed out by Allen?

I remember the last time I went out, that is, a few days later, the head of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic was beaten, and Durmstrang's headmaster Karkaroff was also beaten - Dumbledore suddenly wanted to take back the assessment that Eren was still more reliable.

If we go in this order, what will happen to Professor Snape's next life?

Unbeknownst to Dumbledore at this moment, Professor Snape had actually been attacked by the time Sirius proved harmless...

"Alright, Alan, we're out, today's snowball fight is over, let's go to dinner. The pit was quickly emptied by magic, and Dumbledore's expression became especially exciting on a night when many prefects were busy.

Probably, this is the second tired session he has ever bred?