"Cheating in a group?" Harry didn't understand what Eren meant for a while, and raised his head and asked involuntarily, "But aren't they rivals now?"

"What does it matter - the two of them can't fight, right? Since everyone thinks about cheating, it's better to act together, and someone in the province turned around and said that they accidentally found each other coming to cheat, and after the cooperation, they won't communicate with each other this time. Alan yawned and replied, "Okay, it's not early, let's go back to bed first, although tomorrow is the weekend, but I don't think you want to miss breakfast because you wake up too late, right?"

"Then we don't care? Alan, can't you catch them?"

Catch them, detain the other two principals here, and beat them up?

Alan glanced at Harry angrily, and the disgusted look made Harry realize that something was wrong.

"What's the matter, Alan, is it a problem that you're not sure you're going to catch them all?" Harry stopped suddenly, apparently aware of the problem.

Leaving aside the question of whether or not to catch someone, how to explain why the two of them appeared here at this time is a big problem - compared to the two students, it is obvious that the words of the two principals are more convincing, and in the absence of any evidence, it is not too much of a problem to say that the black is white.

Of course, Alan thinks a little deeper - for example, there is no big problem in arresting people, and there is no big problem in keeping evidence or anything, but what about the Triwizard Tournament?

After such a scandal, how can the Triwizard Tournament be compared, and if you don't compete, the prize money -

Uh, bah, it's not that I'm worried about this, it's not important to play or anything, what matters is the friendship between countries, what if this matter is too big, and a war breaks out in the wizarding world?Especially Durmstrang has a conflict with Hogwarts, in case of a full-scale outbreak of cheating this time, will it be necessary to write that Hogwarts's Forbidden Forest is Sarajevo in the history of magic in the future?

Although such a metaphor should not exist according to the common analogy of wizards, it is certain that it will be recorded - with this in mind, Alan resolutely abdicated the responsibility of tracing the two cheaters and returned directly with Harry.

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The next morning, at the Hufflepuff table, Alan calmly enjoyed breakfast.

The only thing that affected him with the news of the fire dragon was that when he woke up in the morning, he felt a little sleepy and his eye circles were slightly puffy.

Compared to the fire dragon over there, when Anne came, he was more frightened. For Windsor was sitting next to him, writing a completely outdated news message on the table, under the cover of the cutlery, with his finger - the first game they were going to take on a purebred fire dragon.

Thankfully, the two didn't fight - Windsor glanced at Anne, then walked away arrogantly with a haircut, not at all talking to Anne.

While putting his heart to his throat, Alan noticed that Anne was sitting on the chair on the other side, but her eyes were not on the table at all, but she was firmly staring at Windsor in the distance, with a surprised expression; ”

It wasn't until Eren shook his hand in front of her that she came to her senses, still with an expression of wonder she didn't know what she had seen.

After chatting, she was also quite absent-minded, and after chatting for a few words, she hurriedly said goodbye, and she didn't know what she was busy with, and Alan was not good at asking, so she had to continue to eat depressedly, and by the way, she talked to other people.

Ai felt like she had been abandoned by Ren.

After eating, Alan remembered that he had promised to take Anne to buy some new snacks today, but today Anne had run away, and he didn't know what to do.

Heart congestion.

Just as he was aimlessly leaving the restaurant, he was suddenly stopped.

It was Harry, the hapless kid who had been completely distorted by Alan's calmness yesterday, and only now realized what he was up against on Tuesday.

After all, he had seen clearly how such a dangerous creature as a fire dragon could be subdued last night. It's quite simple, as long as seven well-trained dragon trainers can send a stun spell directly into the soul, and it's as simple as a death - it's strange.

Just think about it - even if you don't let them single-handedly take on a fire dragon, it's absolutely impossible for them to bring a dozen teammates, and the conditions for that kind of teammates are still to be well-trained...

He had tried to ask Sirius for advice, but was stopped before he could try - according to the rules, the Warriors were not allowed to get any help from the master, especially since Hogwarts was still the host, and this restriction was even more harsh.

You know, the fact that Harry's name was thrown out before almost didn't subside, and now several other schools are firmly eyeing Harry, just waiting to catch the loophole in Hogwarts, in this case, Sirius is strictly forbidden to have private contact with Harry.

After all, Sirius wasn't the Moody he was supposed to be in this position - Karkaroff had been captured by Moody before, and he wouldn't dare to stare at Moody if he lent him the guts.

"Ellen, can you teach me that eye curse you said yesterday?" asked Harry cautiously.

"Why are you learning that—it's going to be harder to deal with when they go crazy!" Alan looked at him with a roll of his eyes.

"But we really haven't found anything that works for it, and we have to rely on that—" Harry sighed, expressing his frustration.

"What are you doing with that?" Allen's eyes widened, "I was joking yesterday, are you serious?"

Harry's eyes widened at once, and it was clear that he couldn't take the joke too well.

Moreover, the other was not mentally prepared for the joke - she stared at Alan with angry eyes, her cheeks bulging, and the large stack of books in her hand was quite smashed.

It's Hermione.

"Are you kidding?" she raised her voice a bit, "You said you were joking with Harry?"

She angrily threw the book into Harry's hand, and then pulled Alan by the hand, and Alan was at a loss for what to do, and he didn't dare to use force, so he could only follow him out, confused all the way and didn't know what was going on.

Finally, in an empty classroom, Hermione stopped, pushed open the door and dragged Alan inside.

At this point, Alan fully understood why Hermione had been sorted into Gryffindor instead of Ravenclaw - she did look like a lion when she was angry.

"How could you- how could you say something like that! Harry trusts you so much, I trust you so much, but now you're telling him that you were joking last night!" Alan was barricaded against the wall, Hermione's expression was quite angry, and even her eyes were slightly red: "Kidding! You actually said you were joking- how could you say that, this is not a joke of the past, you know that someone is going to rely on this to kill Harry!"

"We looked through most of the library early and found all the books we could find about dragons—" Hermione said as she stared at Alan, and just as Alan was about to argue, the classroom door creaked open, and Harry stood in the doorway with a thick stack of books borrowed from the library.

He panted, looking at Alan and Hermione, who had cornered Alan against the wall, "I'm sorry, Alan, but today, what to say." Harry scratched his head anxiously, his tongue like a knot and didn't know what to say, clumsy.

Looking at Harry's speechless appearance, and then looking at Hermione over there, Alan helplessly spread his body against the wall: "What are you anxious about - it is impossible for the Warriors to kill the fire dragon head-on in the game, most of them are just to let them pass, Harry can fully deal with those big guys now, is it okay to have a little confidence in himself?"

"Me?" Harry pointed to his nose with his finger in surprise, looking unconvinced, "Can I pass the dragon?"

"Of course you can, I've been teaching you for a long time - I've been teaching you kung fu for nearly two years just to dodge or something, and you can't even get past the stupid dragon, what else do you have to learn, you can't pass it, aren't the other warriors even more useless?" Alan spread his hands angrily, and looked at Harry with an idiotic look.

He's not cheating money, he charges so much tuition fees, how can he not teach anything at all, in terms of magic power, in terms of the mastery of spells, Harry is definitely not comparable to other warriors, but if you put it in a wizard duel over there, I dare not say that I can win steadily, at least the winning rate is much higher than that of the other party, really when so many years of his hard work have been wasted?

"So, I can't beat the dragon alone now, but there's no problem escaping it?" Harry looked confused, clearly not accepting the fact that he seemed to have gotten stronger.

This made Alan pout in disdain - he didn't know how strong he was, did he have to get Harry a bald head out of this stupid boy to understand what it meant?

"Have you been in a fight with anyone lately?"

"I've fought Malfoy, he's beaten badly - but he's my class, and the other guys are so much older than me this time!"

I didn't pursue it, I crossed the level to find trouble after playing the same level, how do you know what strength you have now!

"So, Harry is more than capable of defeating that dragon and then passing the race?"

A small voice sounded, and Alan looked down on Harry, and his mind didn't move: "Of course, such a long training is not for nothing!"

"Then why don't I know anything about it?"

", how long have you not been here-" Alan subconsciously responded, and then noticed who asked.

When he turned his head to look over, he found that Hermione's face was red with shame at the moment, and then he stepped on his foot, pushed open the door and ran out directly, so fast that Alan didn't even have time to react.

"What's the situation?"

He looked at Harry blankly, his eyes full of bewilderment.

Harry shrugged his shoulders, "Alan, in the morning, I was going to ask you for help, and then Hermione said she could help me find the data for analysis, and then we spent the whole morning in the library without finding the materials, and finally Hermione couldn't help but come to you, that's all." ”

？？？

What the heck?

Alan was confused—was he so disliked?

However, Harry, who had put down the stone in his heart, had a wicked smile on his face at this moment, and Alan was extremely unhappy to watch.

"Harry, what's next?"

"No, I wanted to train hard today, but now I'm going to go out for a walk with Autumn - Alan, you have to come on. ”

Harry's response made Alan roll his eyes - he added a ghost oil!

Feeding a mouthful of dog food, he glanced at Harry, and his tone became very steady: "Oops, it's the weekend today! You have to know that the game is Tuesday, and a good training before the game is- although you are qualified in the dodge and basic protection classes, but, this kind of thing needs daily training to maintain it steadily- Especially the fire dragon you face this time is not an ordinary spell that you are trained to dodge, although the power is not much different from the one we trained at the end, but when you actually play, there is no me behind you to treat your injuries!"

"So, Harry, it's Sunday anyway - we're going to work on it and try to make your Tuesday a better fit!"

Alan smiled and looked at Harry, "Don't worry, there is still a cure, but we can strengthen the magic of the attack a little bit, and then you will get used to it when you play." ”

Scratching his head, Alan suddenly remembered one more thing, and groped in his pocket: "No, eat this first, it will make you hurt a little more when you are injured, but it will reduce the damage - this is both for safety and to prevent you from becoming dependent on treatment, don't worry, our training is very measured." ”

Alan successfully saw that the original evil smile on Harry's face disappeared suddenly, and the original face was still about to speak, but now there was only bitterness left - this made Alan feel a lot more comfortable in his heart, and asked him to feed himself dog food!

——

At noon, Alan came out of the empty classroom that he had temporarily occupied—although several couples had tried to occupy the place all morning, when they saw the note and badge that Allen had pinned to the door, they all chose another place.

As for Harry, he followed behind with a pale face, his face was covered with beads of sweat - he had been chased by Alan with a spell for a whole morning, and he had less than half an hour of rest in between, although Alan said that he could fight back if he had the strength to spare, but Harry had no intention of fighting back.

Well, he'd tried to fight back before, but unfortunately after fighting back, Allen's attack frequency would be a little faster, and if he fought back a few more times, he could receive Allen's free medical treatment...

The two of them walked towards the cafeteria, chatting as they went, and just as they passed through a hallway, a piece of armor suddenly opened, leaking out of Sirius.

"Harry, Alan, come on board, we don't have much time!" Sirius said nervously, "I know what you're going to deal with now, and now I have a few ideas for you, and as long as you train well, there will be absolutely no problem in the rest of the time!"

Harry's blood-repurposed face turned white all of a sudden—Alan could see it out of the corner of his eye.