Back at Hogwarts, Alan was as happy as seeing an old friend he had seen in a long time. Playing with Edward, talking and laughing with Anna, even Mrs. Gray, who couldn't enter the statue space and frowned, was very kind.

The most surprising thing for the Ravenclaw students was the aroma of the Ravenclaw common room, which Professor Flitwick used to create a variety of rare and beautiful trees with rare flowers in order to welcome the students back.

At lunchtime, Allen's mood was even better, and the long Ravenclaw table was filled with all kinds of tempting foods. Edward was obviously very excited, and he and Ellen and Anna happily enjoyed the delicious food and talked to each other. Edward talked about the strange experiences he had while traveling during the holidays, and Alan occasionally took a few words as comments. For a thoughtful, thoughtful person, these opinions are much more fascinating than the facts themselves, and that's what Anna thinks. Now, in front of this listening girl, two completely different types of life experiences are revealed at the same time: a passionate explorer full of curiosity about the world, an expert who knows the world, a gushing and eloquent talk about her miraculous experiences, and a God who knows everything about the world—and he has something to say in every way. When Edward spoke of excitement, not only did his eyebrows flutter, but his palms were sometimes open, sometimes his fists were clenched, and his voice was rapid. Allen, on the other hand, is the complete opposite, so suave, approachable, calm, and extraordinary. Still, his slightest movements, the slightest change in tone, showed more power than the exaggerated Edward. Even when he talked about some of Alan's own personal experiences, he only understated them in passing, so that people would listen to them unconsciously.

After eating and drinking, I had a good chat with my friends. The three of them walked towards the Ravenclaw Tower. At this time, you can take a nap with the icing on the cake. Passing the corner of a secluded staircase, they collided head-on with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Looking at the crust cake in Ron's hand, Alan guessed that they had probably just returned from Hagrid's hut.

"I beg your forgiveness, Alan. Hermione said cautiously, politely standing aside to make way for Alan, as the place where Hermione was standing was also the path Alan was taking.

Alan looked at Hermione inexplicably, he had experienced so many thrilling things during the holiday, and he had long forgotten the unpleasantness that happened with Hermione before the holiday.

Edward was yawning tiredly, "It's okay, we're leaving." Edward pulled Alan and was leaving.

Hermione's face turned red with embarrassment, and her hands wrenched at the sleeves of her robe.

Seeing this, Alan motioned for Anna and Edward to go back to rest first, he wanted to hear what Hermione and the three wanted to say.

"Alan, I'm sorry for misunderstanding you overhearing before the holidays. I'm sorry, I beg your pardon. Hermione bit her lip, still courageously finishing her apology.

"Okay, I forgive you. Alan smiled kindly.

Soon, several people put down the mustard and started laughing.

"Ellen, do you remember that big dog with three heads? Harry said.

"And that's what Professor Snape wants. Professor Snape cast a curse on Harry in the Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match......" Hermione added quickly.

"We asked Hagrid, and he accidentally said the name Nicol Lemay. So what Snape wanted must have something to do with him. Ron looked like a wise man.

"So you want to find out who Nicol Lemay is?" asked Alan softly.

The air suddenly fell silent, and the three of Harry were a little embarrassed, and it was precisely to hide the matter that they had misunderstood Alan.

"What's this, Nicol Lemay, a partner of Professor Dumbledore, is an excellent master alchemist. Alan smiled mischievously and lowered his voice like an act, "Nicolamay is also known as the only maker of the Philosopher's Stone!"

However, the words did not have the desired effect. "What stone?" Harry and Ron asked.

Hermione screamed, jumping with excitement: "Ancient alchemy involves the refining of the Philosopher's Stone, a magical substance with amazing functions. The Philosopher's Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and it can also create an elixir of life that will make those who drink it immortal. ”

Harry and Ron were stunned, and Ron's mouth opened wide in surprise.

Alan continued, "The only remaining philosopher's stone known to the wizarding world belongs to Mr. Nicol Lemay. He celebrated his 665th birthday last year and now lives in seclusion in Devon with his wife, Perenal. Do you understand it now?" Alan asked.

"That big dog must be guarding Lemay's Philosopher's Stone! I'm sure Lemay asked Dumbledore to keep it for him, because they were friends, and he knew someone was playing with the Philosopher's Stone. That's why he transferred the Philosopher's Stone from Gringotts. Hermione guessed quickly.

"A stone can make gold, and it can make you immortal!" Harry said, "No wonder Snape is playing with its idea!

Eren was secretly proud that he not only owned a Philosopher's Stone, but was also the only one who made it.

After the semester officially began, Alan returned to his extremely disciplined and regular life. Probably because the final exams are approaching, the professors are assigning more and more homework. Professor Snape, in particular, was very strict as if he was bothered by something, and almost everyone except Allen was found to be decent.

If it weren't for Allen's excellent memory, knowledge and knowledge, it would be really difficult to cope with the heavy burden of studying, especially when he was hoping to win the Quidditch Cup, Roger was like a chicken, holding tactical analysis meetings day after day and practicing frantically. His demands on his players were stricter than ever, and even in the continuous rainy days after heavy snowfall, his energy did not cool down at all. Despite his fatigue, Allen's heart was filled with joy, and he knew that this kind of life and passion would become a beautiful memory for the future.

During a particularly wet and muddy training session, Roger excitedly told everyone that Professor Snape would be refereeing the Quidditch final.

"Why not Mrs. Hodge?"

"Yes, Mrs. Huo Qi is the most professional. ”

"Whatever he does!" Roger waved his hand, looking spirited, "Professor Snape is only good to Slytherin, but compared to Gryffindor, we Ravenclaw are much more pleasing to him. ”

The team members were talking, and Alan smiled and thought, "No, the professor wants to protect Harry!"