"Draco, what do you think of how you behaved today?" Alan narrowed his eyes, taking in Malfoy's expression.

"Okay, I'm a little unlucky today. Malfoy said.

In fact, character determines fate, and fate reacts on character. Draco, maybe you should have grown up. Alan said.

"Growth?" said Malfoy, surprised.

"Perhaps, you would like to hear me share my opinion, as a friend. Alan looked at Malfoy sincerely.

"Of course. Malfoy laughed.

"There are four of us here today, and you're the only one who has suffered ......" Seeing the embarrassment on Malfoy's face, Alan thoughtfully did not continue to describe, "You don't act like the heir of an old pure-blood family should be, and I don't see the shrewdness that belongs to Slytherin." ”

"At Hogwarts, most of the entanglements between you and Harry and Ron ended in your defeat. Haven't you thought about why?" Alan stared at Malfoy.

Malfoy thought of the bet he had made with Alan at Quidditch. The bet nearly made him fly around Hogwarts, and as he flew he shouted that he had a crush on Potter and was jealous of the poor Weasley.

Malfoy's face flushed, but he didn't retort, still listening.

"The wizarding world is about to start again, if you can't grow up quickly and are still so reckless, I'm afraid that when the time comes, you will not only kill yourself, but also your family and friends. Alan said.

"Gunsmoke again?" Malfoy sensitively grasped the keyword.

"Yes, Voldemort will rise again, but he will also fail. I think your family is in a dangerous situation, especially since Uncle Lucius broke Voldemort's Horcruxes and you, the heir, are so childish. Alan said indifferently.

Hearing Voldemort's name, Malfosse flinched, but leaned forward slightly, looking at Alan urgently.

"For the next semester's intensive training, you need more detailed and targeted exercises. For example, the tempering of the mind, such as the practice of occlusion. Alan made a straightforward decision, and Malfoy nodded repeatedly.

"Uncle Lucius, as the patriarch of an ancient pure-blood family, must know about Occlumency, you can ask him for advice. It's not just you, but both your father and mother should continue to practice Occlumency. Believe me, it's necessary to learn Occlumency, especially when dealing with Lord Voldemort, the master of the Dementor. Alan accentuated.

Malfoy nodded heavily, his face preoccupied. Seeing this, Alan strengthened his determination to train him at the beginning of the school year.

At this point, Luna, Hermione, and Monica walked out.

Alan stood up from the high couch, and in an instant, the sun poured all over his body.

"Oh my God!" Monica suddenly became excited, "You're Alan Harris!"

Alan smiled and nodded.

"Rose likes you very much, he thinks you're a dark horse in the World Cup. He's a big fan of yours! He's not here because he's going to see your finals. If we could take a picture, he would be jealous of me. Monica suddenly smirked.

A small camera suddenly appeared in Luna's hand, and Monica looked like she wanted to pounce and kiss her.

Alan signed her name to the quick-washed photo, and Monica carefully placed it in a drawer.

She clapped her hands and happily pulled Hermione and Luna to the kitchen to make a lot of delicately shaped and strange-shaped cakes.

There is no doubt that the delicate shapes are from Monica and Luna, and the strange ones are from Hermione.

However, the cakes were well received by Mrs. Harris, and although Emily did not speak, it was not difficult to tell from her mouthful-to-bite movements that she loved them.

"Penelope is such a nice girl, Alan. Mr. Harris lowered his fork and wiped the corners of his mouth slowly.

Alan was interested, put down the cake, and looked at Mr. Harris.

"Last night, the veteran Aurors were far less quick, united, and efficient than Albert, and they felt ashamed that there was a conspiracy, but they had no Scrimgeour to support them. They were not convinced. Thank you, dear!" Mr. Harris took the water that Mrs. Harris had handed over.

Mrs. Harris sat tenderly beside him. Alan: They laughed.

"Moody, this guy, took the initiative to stand up and challenge Albert, wanting to prove their strength, and kept claiming that Albert's set was crooked. Mr. Harris frowned.

"Nonsense!" said Mrs. Harris, angry.

Mr. Harris patted her hand, "Albert is also good, calm down, after all, defeating Moody doesn't do him much good." If you want me to say, Penelope is really a clever and resolute girl, and at this juncture, she stepped forward and took the initiative to fight. ”

"She and Moody have been at odds for a long time. Lunn calmly analyzed.

"Anyway, this girl's strength is also very good, and she successfully made Moody ugly with one drowning technique, and successfully made him fall to the ground and cough up water for a few minutes. Moody, a stubborn fellow, thinks she's using dark magic, and regular duels can't beat him, and clamos for a new try. Mr. Harris paused.

All eyes were on Mr. Harris.

Penelope was also very tough, not only agreed to Moody's request, but also flexibly used the Stun Charm, Petrification Charm and Disarming Charm to bombard in turn, and Moody was defeated again before he could not even cast an Iron Armor Charm. Mr. Harris couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought of Moody's gray, incredulous look.

Despite repeated failures, Moody's was not convinced. So, Penelope gave Moody another chance. This time, Penelope apparitions directly in front of him, quickly kicking Moody's crutches and right leg. When Moody fell, he hit Penelope's deliberately raised knee and fainted for more than an hour. The veteran Aurors were disgraced and silent. ”

Mr. Harris is full of praise for Penelo. Being able to defeat the veteran Aurors as an Auror Reserve is enough for Penelope to be proud of.

Moody no longer had the shame to stay at the Aurors, and he asked Scrimgeour to resign, citing the need to go to Hogwarts early to prepare lesson plans. Mr. Harris thought the old gentleman was also stupid and cute, and even thought of a trick to escape.

"Aren't you going to be working overtime, Dad?" asked, blinking.

"These old Aurors are the biggest obstacle to Auror reform, and after this incident, they have no room to speak. I came back on purpose to tell you about it, and I left after eating. Mr. Harris looked at Alan and them kindly, and suddenly smiled heartily.

"Next semester, there will be a big event at Hogwarts, I still have something to do, you can ask Mom for details. ”

With that, Mr. Harris ignored Emily's curious gaze, picked up his briefcase, and vanished without a trace.