The term "many" is quite applicable in the vast majority of cases, and it is clear that the situation does not go beyond that.

Just as the male author of the female frequency will be molested to death by a group of female hooligans, Alan has also suffered that kind of treatment - just as the sword of the previous dynasty cannot kill the officials of this dynasty, the prefects of Hogwarts naturally can't control the heads of guests who come from afar.

However, Eren didn't have any thoughts about people, so he naturally wouldn't come over, he just chatted with Harry and the others while looking around to prevent someone from feeding the fried tail snails with their fingers.

Later, the wizards who came to visit quickly lost interest in the fried tail snails, and a witch who had met with Eren before came over and naturally started the conversation.

"Pretty funny little thing - do you Hogwarts still have upperclassmen help out during lessons?"

Alan really wanted to give her a meaningful hehe - the reason why he came to help was entirely due to his mistakes, and he is currently in a state of making amends, but this internal situation is so likely that he can say it?

So, Alan kept a pure smile and replied, "Well, sometimes, when the professors think they need helpers, they will come and ask for help." ”

Such an official response would have been a long time ago for ordinary people to retreat, but perhaps because the scene is too boring now, the student who came to communicate had no desire to retreat.

"Well, the people you come to help are usually selected from among the prefects?"

。。。

This question is very spiritual—Alan thought about it and found that no prefect would be punished for labor one after another except himself, but would he say such a humiliating thing?

Of course not, so he responded formulaically: "No, no, this is an arranged thing, whoever is arranged is whom, and there is no deliberate selection." ”

Well, it's not a lie, Alan just tactfully changed the way he told it.

However, just as he responded, a few bored girls who were playing with fried tail snails on the side came over with a smile and a smile, and greeted the girl from before cordially, obviously the two sides were very familiar.

"It's such a fun chat, don't we mind if we come over and listen?"

That's what I said, but I could tell from where they were standing that they were obviously just politely asking...

Alan looked at the newcomers with a confused expression, and was very curious about how they could see from the awkward chat just now that everyone was chatting very happily.

It's a pity that in the process of his curiosity, someone discovered the new continent again, and hurried over, looking like gossip to death, and then, he couldn't stop the car, and a group of people completely surrounded him.

It was the first time that Alan was watched by such a group of girls, and the whole person fell into a state of bewilderment.

"Eh, Prefect Allen, how did you choose the Prefect of Hogwarts?"

Without waiting for Allen to respond, another girl picked up: "It must be the grades, No, am I right?"

"That's not necessarily, it may be strength, then again, how old are you, Senior Ellen?"

"Oh, you're stupid, you must be seventeen, the Headmaster told Hogwarts before he entered the school at the age of eleven. ”

。。。

Without Allen interjecting a word, they chatted enthusiastically, and then the topic slowly changed-

"Eh, Senior Ellen, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Tsk, blushing, definitely not - is Hogwarts not allowed it?"

"Isn't it? How about we introduce you to one?"

Alan finally grabbed a gap in his busy schedule and shook his head desperately, but before he could speak, someone else added to himself.

"Don't you like cute boys?" The girl who spoke seemed to have come to this life all of a sudden, and the speed of her speech rose to the level of a machine gun: "And what kind of boys do you like? thinner, sunnier, or stronger?"

Alan suddenly wanted to hit someone...

It's a pity that no one cares about this question, and the interest of the girls is rising with the family: "Don't say that-Senior Allen may be shy and embarrassed to say it, but I asked a little, Senior Allen, have you ever held hands with the girl? Is the first kiss still there? Well, I want to think about it-"

She pulled the elder in her tone, she just didn't say what she thought, but a group of children secretly laughed.

Alan suddenly felt the urge to fight the dragon one more time - these French beauties were just too terrifying.

Fortunately, in his hurry, he finally saw a savior, and Harry and the others had stopped working in their hands, and were watching the fun.

'I'm sorry, Harry, I've been teaching you for so long, so you can help you in turn, and when you come back alive, I'll definitely teach you some more powerful magic. Alan said to himself inwardly as he smiled at Harry.

"Hey, Harry, come here, there's something for you!"

Harry obviously didn't realize what kind of Shura field he was facing, and he listened to Alan's greeting and walked over, and Alan put his arms around Harry on the shoulders with a happy face, and introduced himself to the people around him.

In fact, there was no need for this, when Harry came over, a bunch of girls who had not recognized Harry before had already recognized him, and greeted Harry very friendly, taking advantage of the moment when they said hello, Alan drew his wand as if he had found someone in the distance who was operating in violation of the law, he pulled out his wand and walked towards that side as usual, and his mouth was still talking

"I'm sorry, there's a little problem over there, I'll fix it, you guys talk first. ”

As Alan was about to leave, he heard someone inside say to Harry, "Well, what about a girlfriend?

Allen turned his back to them and showed an expression that whoever believed the words of these girls would wait to be played to death, and quickly left this dangerous area - the female hooligans who came from this gang were really terrifying!

Originally, one or two were still cute girls.,How can the number of people increase,The degree of hooliganism increases exponentially.。。。

Harry, come on, I believe in you, you are the best!

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After class, after ending the rather awkward chat between the two of them, looking at Hermione who left in a hurry, Alan went directly to Harry, who had just been liberated.

At this moment, Harry's expression was almost crying, as if he had been played badly - if it weren't for Harry's neat clothes and clean face, Alan would have directly suspected what had just happened...

"Alan, you're cheating me!" When Alan kindly made a glass of cold water for Harry to drink, Harry, who finally recovered, blurted out.

Alan replied to him a stinky boy who doesn't know whether it was good or bad, and swore and said: "Where did I cheat you? People came from afar to make friends, and they didn't beat you or scold you, do you know how many boys over there look at you with envy - besides, you don't know that Ron likes Fleur, and finding out more information will help your friendship a lot!"

Well-founded and convincing.

However, just when Alan himself was almost convinced, Harry's brows furrowed directly: "Don't talk about Ron, he's like he's under a curse, and now he won't talk to us!"

"I'm not talking to you anymore, what are you kidding, haven't you reconciled?"

"Of course not—he thinks I threw my name in, but he's reluctant to share it with him! He thinks I'm being selfish in doing so, and doesn't talk to us at all—especially since the last time I asked Ginny for help, and he thinks I'm speaking ill of him in front of his family, so he's ignoring me. ”

"What are you kidding - to let you deal with a fire dragon at the beginning, and he thinks it's your own name?"

"Well, that's right, he thinks I dealt with that dragon easily, so I must have signed up for this contest in a premeditated way... Harry clutched at his hair in frustration, clearly not understanding why this was the case.

Alan was also dumbfounded, he didn't expect that Harry's easy passage of the fire dragon would cause such a change...

In the absence of any solution, Alan patted Harry on the shoulder, told him not to be discouraged and continued to work hard, and then ran away - if he didn't run until Harry thought about what happened before, it would have to take a lot of time, so it would be nice to calm things down for a while, right?

After leaving Harry, Alan began to look at the other Hufflepuffs, and after being attacked by the snails that Hagrid had cultivated, some blackened parts of their faces appeared, and one of them had a distinct smell of plaster wafting from the roots, apparently injured in the previous operation.

"Very good, Hufflepuff students come over here, we're assembled!" called Allen.

A bunch of fourth-graders came over very obediently, noisily forming two not-so-neat lines. Alan didn't let them change positions or anything, he circled around everyone and swept them all.

Then, his tone suddenly became serious: "Hey, look at you - it's okay if you don't have a solid foundation in herbalism, and let them make it like this for you, you look at the girls in Beauxbatons, how graceful they walk the fried snails, and I don't see any problems - you must know that people have never touched these creatures before."

Even if people have studied magic for a few years longer than you, you can't even drag them?"

Hating iron and steel, Alan shook his head and sighed: "I lead the team, all follow me to run, run back to the lounge, boys must not be more than three minutes later than me, girls cannot be six minutes late, whoever exceeds it, next week go to the herbal greenhouse to pile dragon manure fertilizer, I will apply with the professor." ”

Suddenly there was a relieved voice from below, Alan smiled, turned around, and ran towards the lounge without paying attention - now I want to relax, I'm sorry, in order to help everyone exercise, I'll be a little faster...

Allen's running thief pulled cheerfully, and the students behind could barely keep up, but sadly found that Allen's speed had been increasing at a slow but very steady pace, and everyone was still running together, but it didn't take long for Allen's figure to be completely lost.

The faces of a group of people who were originally thinking of passing the level easily suddenly turned bitter - at Allen's current speed, if they continued to accelerate, at least half of them would suffer.

The news of the misfortune quickly spread to the others, and the fourth-year Hufflepuffs fell into a state of despair, and their lazy running turned into sprints and rushed towards the common room.

However, when they still didn't find Allen halfway through the run, a group of people were extremely lucky to meet the real savior.

Professor Pomona Sprout, their dean, the one who can really get his prefect's words back.

Professor McGonagall may hesitate to consider this to be an internal Hufflepuff matter, but the dean of his own house is of course a natural savior.

"Hmm, what are you doing in such a hurry today? It's just finished class, don't run so fast in school, if you run into it, you'll have to go to the hospital again, it's better to slow down. The professor watched them run quickly, persuaded them a little in a slightly reproachful tone, and then waited for a few of them to nod and prepare to leave.

Students, it's right to be lively, and it's not good to reprimand too harshly.

However, to the professor's surprise, the perfunctory efforts of the past pretended to hear and accept the advice, 'Well, good professor.' ''Knowing the professor, we'll take notice.'' Answers such as these did not appear in her ears, but a group of students below cried to her with bitter faces.

After half a ring, after hearing the ins and outs of what these students said, Sprout decided to talk to Allen - Allen's intentions were good, but it was not good to be so harsh, anyway, there was no urgency on the professor's side, so he planned to go to the common room to talk to Allen.

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When the professor appeared in the doorway, Alan was holding his wand, and a four-digit number was beating in front of him, with 07;13 on it.

"Sorry, it's been seven minutes, you're not qualified, I'm going to help out in the greenhouse. Alan said casually, and then realized that the professor had already appeared in front of him.

"Good afternoon, Dean, why did you suddenly pass away?" Alan was a little stunned.

"More than half of the students have been taken to the greenhouse by you, Alan, are you stuck in time?"

"Professor, I only timed it after I ran over, and I gave the girls more lenient, you know, if the duel starts, it will be too much of a loss if they are not agile enough, they are so much slower than me, how can they do it?" Allen's face was full of innocence.

However, the rest of the students had a complete resentment in their eyes at the moment - how fast did you run, didn't you count it in your heart?