"Alan!" After the surprise, Mr. Harris, who was sitting around the library, suddenly stopped talking.

"Dad, what's wrong?" asked Alan, confused.

"At Hogwarts, apparitions are forbidden. Wouldn't we only be able to use this tower while you're on vacation?" Mr. Harris asked.

This is definitely not the work of Mr. Harris's greed.

Ever since Alan spoke openly at Aunt Josephine's estate, Mr. Harris, who had lived through the Dark Ages, has been committed to improving his position in the Ministry of Magic and strengthening his family.

He couldn't accept that any of his family members were hurt.

"That's right, you activate the omniscient marker, you enter the space where the tower is, and when you go out, it will appear where you entered. As such, it is not subject to Hogwarts magic restrictions. Alan explained.

"Among these books, I suggest that you first learn the ancient magic techniques left behind by Ravenclaw, which can help us quickly increase our combat effectiveness. Alan suggested.

"In addition, there are a large number of dark arts books here, so you must pay special attention when reading, researching, and practicing. Alan warned, pointing to the space that had been specially created for dark magic books.

No one will ignore Allen's words.

After bringing a lot of benefits to his family, his status in the family grew day by day, and he completely controlled the voice.

The Harris family, who learned that they could enter the magical tower at will, had left all their sleepiness behind.

They worked tirelessly in the tower, exploring the ......

It wasn't until Mrs. Harris couldn't bear it anymore and pulled Emily back to the bed, and then came to urge her to her, that everyone reluctantly left the tower.

"Do you want to take all the time off tomorrow?" said Mrs. Harris, knowing that if she didn't show herself, it would be possible for these fellows to stay here all night.

"Alan, hurry up and get some rest, you have to get back to Hogwarts tomorrow morning!" Mrs. Harris turned her head and spoke in an extremely kind tone to Alan.

Before going back to his room, Alan suddenly remembered something and hurriedly stopped Mr. Harris.

"Dad, it's a Quidditch final in a while, we Ravenclaw vs. Hufflepuff, and I'd like you to arrange for a reporter from Contradiction to come to the school to cover the match. Alan said.

"No problem, I'll take care of it. Mr. Harris was stunned for a moment, but soon he remembered what he had learned—that Geraldine Malthus, the head coach of the English Quidditch team, was looking around for a suitable person to be the Seeker.

Mr. Harris looked at Allen's back as he went upstairs and smiled with satisfaction.

This son of his is not only excellent in grades and far from young wizards of the same age, but also good at taking advantage of opportunities, and has the necessary qualities of a person who can achieve great things.

After returning to school, Allen's life is very fulfilling, in addition to his busy study life, he can also meet Mr. Harris's family in the tower in the evenings.

And most of his energy is the daily Quidditch training.

It was Roger's last race before graduation, and he put almost two hundred percent of his energy into it.

Everyone could tell that Roger was determined to win the Quidditch Cup.

He discussed tactics endlessly, as if he would never get tired of organizing everyone to train.

Because, the Ravenclaw vs. Hufflepuff match will take place on the first Saturday after Easter.

Time was already running out, and Ravenclaw's new hitter Michael Kona was eager to train and try to fit into the team and learn a variety of tactics.

Everyone's minds are on this upcoming match.

What Alan hears the most is, "Will Eren use fire bolts?"

This was not just from the worried Hufflepuffs, but even Gryffindor and Slytherin.

For Gryffindor, they appreciate Ellen's fairness and justice, but after learning that Harry has also been given a firebolt, they expect Alan to use a firebolt in the match.

Most of the Slytherins didn't believe that Alan would give up on using firebolts, and that winning was the most important thing, and it was hard for them to understand that they would not use their advantage.

Alan completely ignored the rumors outside, for him, it was the right thing to improve his strength every second.

The Easter holidays are not easy. A third-grader has never done so much homework.

"It's called a holiday, too!" said Michael Conner, the new Ravenclaw batter, in the common room one afternoon, "It's still far from the exam, what are they doing?"

For the honor of Ravenclaw, he had to struggle with heavy homework and training.

If it weren't for Allen's help, he might not have been able to hold on early on.

The days passed in a hurry, as if in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the finals.

On the day of the race, when Allen walked into the arena with the same light wheel 2oo1 as his teammates, he was greeted with warm applause.

Almost all the students in the audience stood up to salute him.

Regardless of their previous speculations, they couldn't help but feel admiration for Eren from the bottom of their hearts when they saw them abandon the fire bolt and choose a fair and just game.

Even Slytherin stood up to cheer for Allen.

They don't have the same opinion as the other houses, and in the eyes of the Slytherins, Alan must have absolute confidence in his own strength to dare to participate in the game like this.

In fact, they're all right.

For Allen, he wants to ensure that the game is fair and just, and everyone competes with their strength, so as to win the attention of the national team coach.

At the same time, he also has absolute confidence in his flying skills, and the attribute potion he took before, the increase in perception and acuity brought by it has been gradually reflected.

"The two captains shake hands!" Ms. Huo Qi said.

Roger and Cedric shook hands, and although they seemed peaceful, their eyes showed an infinite desire for victory.

"Ride a broomstick!" said Ms. Hooch, "three...... Two...... One ......"

Her whistle was drowned out by the cheers of the audience, and fourteen brooms rose into the sky.

Alan felt his head float back on his forehead, and he began to get excited.

He looked around, looking for the Golden Snitch.

Suddenly, Alan was stunned for a moment, he couldn't believe his good luck!

The Golden Snitch is at the top of the Ravenclaw stands.

It's a bit of a distance, but he'll be able to catch it.

But if that's the case—

Alan quietly glanced at the strange man with black-rimmed glasses sitting next to Professor Flitwick in the stands.

He carried a camera, a pen in his hand, and a notebook lay flat on his lap.

Obviously, this is the journalist Mr. Harris contacted.

It would be a waste if the game ended uneventfully like that!

"Hey, Cedric!" Alan suddenly exclaimed.

The cry attracted the attention of the audience.

Alan held out a finger and pointed in the direction of the Golden Snitch, "It's mine!"

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