"Where did we go?" asked Fleg, hunched over, panting, and horrified.

"Fourth floor, near the Charms classroom. Alan replied calmly, although he was also running wildly, his physical fitness was much better, and he was not worried about getting caught.

"I think we've got rid of him. Harry gasped. He leaned against the cold wall, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"I--told-you," Hermione said, panting, grabbing the seam of her chest with her hand, "I--told--you." “

"We have to get back to Gryffindor Castle," Ron said, "and the sooner the better." “

"Malfoy lied to you," Hermione said to Harry, "you see, right? He wasn't going to go up there to meet you at all—Filch knew someone was going to the prize showroom, and it must have been Malfoy who had revealed the news. “

Harry had to admit that Hermione was right, but he didn't want to say anything at the moment.

"Despicable Malfoy, tomorrow I'm going to make him look good. Flegg's face flushed, no one had ever played him like this, not even Dudley, who was simply adorable compared to Malfoy.

"Nasty freshman, wandering around in the middle of the night. Tsk, tsk, tsk, naughty, naughty, you're going to be caught. Peeves screamed and giggled with joy.

"Let's go. Alan stopped Hermione from asking for mercy. He grabbed her and ran forward.

"Students don't sleep!" Peeves roared, "Students don't sleep, in the hallways of Charms class!"

As if hearing Filch's footsteps, they fled desperately to the end of the hallway, bothering to hide their steps.

"The door is locked!" Ron whimpered in despair, and Flegg pushed the door desperately, expecting to slam it open with force.

"Get out of the way. Alan pulled Flegg away, drew his wand, knocked on the lock, and whispered, "Alajo Cave open!" The lock clicked, and the door suddenly opened - and they rushed in, quickly closing the door, putting their ears to it, and listening.

Peeves is a Peeves who never gets down to business, and he ignores Filch's pleas, and Filch stamps his feet in anger before finally leaving in desperation.

"We should be safe. Harry let out a long breath, slipped off the door, and sat down.

"Ai-Ai-Allen, Allen......" Flegg struck his teeth lightly and quickly, trembling all over, and kept tugging at Allen's sleeve.

"Ahh When people are terrified to the extreme, they often can't make a sound.

What kind of scene this is, I'm afraid the nightmare can't be described, like a three-headed dog from hell, just like this appeared in front of them.

They were now facing the eyes of a large, monstrous dog that filled everything from the ceiling to the floor. It had three heads, three pairs of vicious eyes that were dripping and turning, three noses twitching and trembling in their direction, and three drooling mouths that hung from the yellowed dog's teeth like slimy rope.

It stood motionless, all six eyes staring at them.

Eren knew that music could keep the ferocious monster to sleep, and he knew that beneath the three-headed dog was a plank that would lead to the Philosopher's Stone. But he thinks that this is a test that Dumbledore gave Harry, and there is no need to destroy it now, otherwise Dumbledore can't just destroy the Philosopher's Stone, so why bother protecting it.

With a click, it was Hermione who turned the doorknob and opened the door. Several people fled quickly, but fortunately the three-headed dog was chained and could only bark wildly behind them.

The four of them ran as fast as they could, and they didn't stop until they reached the portrait of the fat lady on the eighth floor.

"What about Alan? have you seen any trace of Alan?" asked Harry suddenly. Several people looked at each other, unable to tell when Eren left.

"Rest assured, I'm sure he'll be there when I leave the fourth floor. With his skills, he will never be caught. Flegg grabbed Harry, who was about to turn back and look for him.

Not to mention the ensuing discussions and quarrels between Harry and the others, and not to care about the unhappy parting of a few people, where has our Alan gone?

Alan knew that there would be no twists and turns tonight, and after seeing the mighty three-headed dog, he suddenly became very interested in magical creatures, "After completing the tasks assigned by the system, we must learn about these strange creatures." Watching Harry and the others arrive safely at Gryffindor Castle, Alan cheered himself up.

Returning to Ravenclawta, Alan saw Filch wandering around, "Damn, you didn't catch Potter! Damn Peeves, you won't tell me where they're hiding!"

Looking at the little old man's rickety back, which could only be cleaned with Muggle tools in a magical castle, Alan felt very pitiful for him.

It's sad that a man who craves magic is a natural squib, and maybe he's happier if he doesn't know anything! There must be a root cause for the distortion of human nature, and Filch's harsh criticism of the young wizards stems from jealousy, you see that he never dared to do this to the professors, and once he met the professors, he would cringe, such as when Professor McGonagall scolded him with "Fool, Sure!" and closed his mouth and did not dare to say a word.

Thinking of this, Alan walked back to the prize showroom, "Back to normal." The wand glowed a gentle orange light, and the scattered armor instantly returned to its place, and the broken spear was put back together, with no trace of the broken ones.

"Perfect, kid, it's not just your magic, it's your character!" a kind voice came from behind Allen.

"I know you won't let Harry roam the castle and you're in control, right, Dumbledore?"

"Good evening, Professor. Alan didn't have the slightest crampedness to be caught, and greeted generously.

"Good evening, kid. If I hadn't learned about your little naughty tonight, I wouldn't have seen such a wonderful dress. Dumbledore lifted his half-moon glasses, the sharp and bright blue eyes behind the glasses, which were extremely penetrating.

"Yes, Professor, it's wonderful, it's my treasure. "Alan has no disguise, and it is not strange in the wizarding world that clothes that can be invisible are the most precious, like Harry's invisibility cloak that can always be invisible and has no limitation period.

"Your actions are more admirable than your miraculous garments, and helping the weak without losing compassion and compassion is a rare quality. ”

There was no doubt that Professor Dumbledore was a man of great talent, great insight, and wisdom, and he saw the motives for Allen's actions.