It's not just Alan who is discussing, all the third-year wizards are talking.

No one wants to miss out on this outing.

The little wizards of Ravenclaw put their permission forms signed by their parents or guardians on the billboards, and the forms "swished" away.

It appears that Professor Flitwick has put the "teleportation" spell on it.

Alan felt that Professor Flitwick was not only a dueling master, but also a very talented master of spells.

The morning before Halloween, everyone woke up earlier than usual.

When Alan returned from his morning workout in the Room of Requirement, there were many more young wizards in the auditorium than before.

Everyone wore clothes that were convenient for travel, and happily ate and talked about it.

Even Edward, who loved to sleep the most, was present at the Ravenclaw table.

In the distance, Alan saw Harry on the Gryffindor table.

He looked very depressed, even though he was trying to hide his expression and try to act as normal as he normally would.

Ron and Hermione comforted him.

Alan didn't walk over, but walked in the direction of the Ravenclaw table.

Penelope, Michael, and Edward were having a good conversation, and when they saw him coming, they all raised their sincere, warm smiles.

Penelope handed Alan a piece of jam pie and kindly advised Allen, "I suggest not overeating, or you'll regret it when you get to Hogsmeade!"

Edward and Michael nodded their heads as they grew yearning for Hogsmeade.

After breakfast, Alan and the others walked to the foyer in good spirits.

Filch, the administrator, stood inside the gate, checking a long list, vigilantly staring at every face to prevent a single person who shouldn't have gone out from slipping out of the gate.

"Stay here, Potter?" called Malfoy, who was in line with Crabbe and Goyle, "Don't dare to pass by the Dementors?"

Penelope gave Eren a worried look, and was surprised to see that Eren was expressionless and didn't make any moves.

Alan also thought it was strange, it was clear that he and Harry did not quarrel, nor did they have a fight.

But after rejecting Harry, it felt like the atmosphere between them was weird.

Perhaps both he and Harry were used to it: if Harry was in trouble, Alan would step up and shelter him.

This long-standing relationship, once broken, everyone feels uncomfortable.

Malfoy saw Alan walking towards him and immediately stopped taunting Harry.

After discovering that Alan had not moved, he seemed to understand something, and laughed loudly: "It seems that our savior and his knight have fallen out! ”

Harry ignored Malfoy, didn't look at Allen, and walked up the marble staircase alone.

His figure vanished around the corner of the hallway.

"Alan, you are not from the same class as them in the first place. Perhaps you will find that people from families like ours and those who don't get together will never get together. ”

Malfoy clasped his hands around his chest, dragging his long tongue, which was annoying.

Hermione and Ron glared at Malfoy angrily.

Penelope quietly drew his wand, and there was a great gesture of moving if he didn't agree with him.

"I think I can tell who is the wrong person, thank you!" said Allen coldly.

"If I were you, I'd be very careful. There's no good in being a savior's follower. ”

Malfoy said slowly, a faint flush on his pale cheeks.

As soon as Alan thought about it, he understood that he was referring to Sirius.

Alan was a little surprised, was Malfoy courting him?

Why?

He was beaten up by Allen last time!

Could it be that he was inspired by the son of Ga's coconut and went insane?

"Do you want to go to Hogsmeade?" Filch urged.

Malfoy looked at Alan with a complicated expression, and left the foyer, surrounded by Crabbe and Goyle.

"Malfoy is a very good family. ”

Luna didn't know when she walked up and said lightly, "Although they really hate it." ”

Alan nodded, no matter what the reason, he has always been that people don't offend me, I don't offend people.

At Michael's insistence, their first stop was the Duke of Honey.

They weren't the only ones doing this, Duke Honey was far more appealing to the little wizard than any of the school's classes.

Rows of shelves filled with the most delicious and juicy sweets.

Chunks of creamy marzipan, sparkling pink coconut sorbet, honey-colored toffee......

Hundreds of neatly arranged chocolates, a large vat of Bibi flavored beans, and a large vat of nourishing bee candy.

Leaning against the other wall are all "special effect" candies:

Blowing treasure super bubble gum. (Bubbles that fill the room with bluebell-colored bubbles will not burst for days)

And the bizarre, crunchy and crumbly hairy mints.

A small, black pepper urchin. ("Spit fire for your friend!")

Ice mice. ("I hear your teeth squeak!")

Peppermint ice cream in the shape of a toad ("It's really going to beat in the stomach!")

Thin, crunchy feather candy woven from sugar silk, and exploding sandwich gummies.

"Eating this juice custard ball can make people float into the air. ”

Penelope said happily, pointing to the white, bouncy-looking, textured candies.

Michael looked very interested and put a lot of the candy in his pocket.

"It looks like we're going to have to move a little bit faster today. Penelope said.

"Why?" said Michael, looking around, completely attracted by the candy on the shelf.

"Because of this!"

Penelope pointed to the back of the candy store, where a notice was posted.

Decree of the Ministry of Magic

Customers are reminded that unless otherwise notified, Dementors patrol the streets of Hogsmeade every day at sunset.

This measure is to protect the safety of the inhabitants of Hogsmeade and will not be lifted until Sirius Black is caught.

Therefore, all customers are asked to finish their shopping before sunset.

The little wizards glanced at each other and immediately joined the candy rushers.

Alan buys a large amount of Duke Honey's finest chocolates and has the shopkeeper mail them to Hogwarts.

The burly bald shopkeeper was so happy that he assured Alan that the chocolates he would mail to Alan would be the latest chocolates.

When they came out of Duke Honey's shop again, their pockets were full of all sorts of sweets.

And Michael, not only the pocket drum, but his cheeks are also bulging terribly.

"How much candy did you eat?" exclaimed Edward.

Michael gestured with a smug expression.

Suddenly, Michael stopped chewing, his expression froze, and he felt his feet rise from the ground - he floated!