Grindelwald, who was locked up in Germany, suddenly sneezed, but he had no idea that someone had hit him on the head, let alone that a big black cauldron had been thrown far away from England.

Anyway, the more Alan thought about it, the more he felt that this made sense—the first generation of the Dark Lord was preparing to go out of the mountain and recruit the legendary second generation of the Dark Lord's number one thug, Azkaban's No. 1 prisoner, was there something wrong with him? As a master of prison escape, was it strange for him to fish people out of Azkaban?

Well, he believed it himself, and he couldn't help but start thinking about how to tell Sirius the news next time, so that he could betray the news and make a deal with the Ministry of Magic. As he walked casually, he found that Anne had stopped at the door of the bookstore, rolling her eyes at him without calling him at all.

When Alan ran over with a smile, a super big eye came over: "Brother, what are you thinking?" I kept smirking and shouted at you three or four times but didn't respond?"

emmm, this can't be said, don't mix up with conspiracy or something!

Alan rubbed Anne's head a few times, diverted the subject with a childish expression, pulled the letter out of his pocket, and began to check his and Anne's book list for the day—yes, they had come because the new year had started again, and the school had sent the list of books, along with the pitiful subsidy from the Ministry of Magic.

Looking at the money that he couldn't even afford to buy books, Alan decided to use this for dinner later - this was not him digging into the corner of the Ministry of Magic, but the subsidies of two people combined were not enough to buy one person's books, and wouldn't the subsidies of the Ministry of Magic take into account the increase in prices?

Well, the rest is okay, seeing a fairly familiar monster book for youkai Allen immediately understood who the professor of this year's magical creature protection class was - who would use such a dangerous thing to send people to the hospital so dangerously?

Looking at the manager who stretched out a wooden stick helplessly and tried to poke open the fighting books in the cage, Alan couldn't help but feel distressed, but he still asked for two books very politely - he swore that when he picked up the books, the shopkeeper was devastated, and Alan could clearly see the traces of white freshness on his hands after being bitten.

"Ahem, sir, a piece of information that I think is quite valuable, do you want to buy it?"

The manager who was bitten was not very good-looking, but he still asked politely - after getting the information that this thing was tied up after processing, he painfully and happily gave Alan the right to buy the book at a 20% discount.

Well, it's a good way to avoid unnecessary losses from fighting in the cage, and to avoid having to worry about tamed them biting their hands again when someone else buys them - the only problem is that the book has to be taken out of the cage before it is tied up...

Well, Alan didn't want to laugh at all, he just held his breath and quickly pulled Annie away, in case he couldn't control himself by looking at the manager's pitiful face.

Just as he was leaving the store, a familiar figure appeared in front of him - although the scar on his head was deliberately blocked by his hair, Alan had beaten him so many times, and it was natural to know who he was - Harry, of course.

"Yo, Harry, is your aunt willing to let you out?" Alan asked, feigned surprise.

However, Harry's expression at the moment was as if he had won the jackpot: "Of course not, but now I'm free!"

。。。

Wait, are you really Harry and not Dobby?Can house-elves use polypotion?Say, are you a fake?

Anyway, at this moment, Harry was almost like he had just been released from Azkaban, and Dobby was even happier than he had just been free, and he was full of joy to contract snacks, lunch, and drinks, and it was like Dobby who had been given clothes.

If you think about it, it's pretty much the same - he did live at his aunt's house like a house elf, sleeping in cupboards, eating junk food, and telling Ron at school that he was the best at scrubbing, what was the difference between that and house elves?

No wonder he forgave Dobby so easily, sympathizing with the disease!

For him, the small room in the Leaky Cauldron felt more at home than his own, at least no one abused him there—but the pitiful would have been contained, and here Alan found a pervert.

Not far from the table, a large black dog stared at Harry as if he couldn't get enough of it for a moment—nine out of ten Sirius was Sirius, and when Harry's eyes were on that side, he ran away.

This kind of behavior of not paying back the money and playing stalking caused Alan to be extremely dissatisfied, but he still held back silently - the excuse has not been prepared yet, and he will settle accounts with Yang Bailao, phew, and Mr. Black when it is sufficient.

After talking for a while with Harry, who was overjoyed because of his freedom, the three of them discussed and got ready to go shopping - Alan and they hadn't bought a bunch of things yet, and it would be dark when they went back if they didn't hurry up.

It's easy to shop or something, after all, the three of them are familiar with the road, the only problem is that Harry stared at the fire bolt for a long time - this made Alan quite envious, but he gave up decisively, he didn't have the money to buy this luxury, as for Harry's, hey - how nice it would be if I had money...

Anyway, after a simple purchase, Alan took Anne back to his orphanage and began to prepare for the next trip.

It's a pity - nothing for half a month.

Sightseeing - but there is no trace of the French magical world.

After all, they went through the Muggle channel, and the number of wizards was too small, and Paris was too big, plus the tourism of other cities, made this tour a complete release, but it felt quite good.

Anyway, Anne had a lot of fun, and after considering that the magic relics were not cabbage, Alan happily accepted the fact and got into the taxi to the station with a gang of imps.

Well, the new school year has begun, and it's been quite an interesting year.

With a soft mutter, Alan reached out of his pocket, and a shiny badge spread out on his hand, and Anne helped him put it on.

That's right - the prefect badge.

After a long period of learning (and dying), Eren became the kind of person the twins hated the most - they were caught by their own prefects for many violations.

That's right, starting today, Allen's classmates have been honorably promoted to a student administrator of Hufflepuff, a Hogwarts house, referred to as a prefect, commonly known as the Authority Dog!

Applaud!