The sound of thumping drew Professor Lupin, who had just entered the auditorium.

"Kids, you're not fighting, are you?"

With a flick of his wand, the porridge on Goyle's and Crabbe's faces was cleaned.

Alan blinked, stretched out his wand, and restored the shattered dishes to the ground.

They flew neatly back to the table.

Soon, the utensils were filled with food by the diligent house-elves.

Alan cleaned the floor of the auditorium and looked at Professor Lupin.

"Well, that's a nice spell!" Lupin looked at Alan with admiration.

"Professor, they're attacking us!" Malfoy stood up, looking badly wounded.

"Professor, in fact, Malfoy was the one who started the trouble, and they insulted Luna. And it was Pansy Parkinson who did it first. Michael Corner argued.

"Hmm! Let me think about it. Professor Lupin touched his chin, "Since you're fighting in the cafeteria, then Slytherin and Ravenclaw will each deduct twenty points." ”

"It's not fair, Professor, it's clear that we're hurt more. Malfoy was furious and yelled at Professor Lupin.

Professor Lupin was about to say something when he was interrupted by a cold voice.

"As I remember, I was the Head of Slytherin. My students have made mistakes, and I am free to deal with them!"

Malfoy looked triumphantly at Professor Lupin and raised an eyebrow at Alan defiantly.

"And what are you going to do with it, Professor Snape?" Professor Lupin asked good-naturedly.

"You don't have to worry about it. Go back to your place and eat, Malfoy!"

Professor Snape's eyes slipped dangerously from Professor Lupin to Malfoy.

Malfoy didn't dare to argue, and obediently returned to the Slytherin table.

Professor Snape stepped up to the faculty chair.

"Well, since none of the Slytherins have been punished by me, I don't think there is any need for you to be punished by me. Professor Lupin smiled at Allen.

"Thank you, Professor. Alan laughed too.

"Malfoy is really shameless, does he think whoever is weak is justified?"

Michael sat down next to Allen, still angry about what had just happened.

"Anyway, it's lucky to beat up Malfoy in the auditorium and not get punished. ”

Alan happily took out the magic communication gold he had made and handed it to Penelope, who had just walked into the cafeteria and heard about the conflict, and came over to ask for details.

"Wow, cool, is it made of gold?" asked Michael, who had received the gold flake, with interest.

"You can bite and see. Alan gave a mischievous smile and egged on Michael.

"How is it going to be used?" Luna asked, sitting across the table from the table, her silver-gray eyes wide.

"As long as you type in the text with the magic power, the same text will appear on everyone's communication device, and the gold plate will heat up and vibrate to alert everyone that there is a message coming. ”

Alan picked up a wrapped sandwich and opened the foil.

"What kind of sandwich?" Luna asked suddenly.

Alan uncovered a slice of bread, looked at it, and said, "Tuna salad." ”

He saw that Luna also had a sandwich in her hand, and thought of a possibility, "What about yours? Don't like the taste of your sandwich?"

"Mine is also a canned tuna salad, do you want to change it?" Luna stared at the sandwich in Alan's hand, as if she really wanted to exchange it with Alan.

"It's all the same, why do you want to change it?" asked Allen, surprised.

Luna was silent.

"I don't know when your friendship has been so good. Penelope distributed all the magic communication tablets to the young wizards of Ravenclaw and sat down beside Alan.

Alan and Luna smiled at each other, silently keeping their mouths shut about last night's experience.

"Did you have a conflict with Malfoy?" Penelope asked, glancing at Luna quizzically.

Michael, who was on the side, excitedly told the story of the incident.

"It's like Michael said. Alan shrugged and picked up another sandwich in disapproval.

He suddenly felt that the taste of the tuna sandwich was quite special.

"Will you hand me the pudding, Luna?" said Penelope suddenly.

Luna's big eyes looked intently at Penelo, and she handed the pudding in front of her to Penelope.

"Thank you, Luna. After breakfast, there should still be time, and I can help you trim your hair. ”

Penelope looked at Luna's head and face, as if considering how to trim it.

Alan thought that Luna would definitely refuse.

Unexpectedly, after Luna looked at Penelope fixedly for a while, she nodded in agreement.

After the meal, Luna and Penelope left the restaurant together.

Alan went to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom alone, and today they could finally experience the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, which was so praised by the Gryffindors.

On the way, he collided with Harry, who was on his way to class.

"Alan, that's awesome!" Ron gleefully pounded Alan on the shoulder.

Alan quietly avoided it.

"We've wanted to do that for a long time!" Harry was excited, "Beat Malfoy to the ground!"

"Well, he's just doing it to himself. Alan said.

"Hey Hermione, good morning, you guys have your first Charms lesson?" Alan said to Hermione, who had just walked behind Harry.

"What are you doing with the Charms books? No Charms today?" Ron asked her.

"Oh, I misremember, the first lesson was Transfiguration. ”

Hermione mumbled in response, then scrambled back into her bag.

Alan knew in his heart that this true scholar should have just used a time turner.

"We've got to go, Alan. Professor McGonagall doesn't like students being late. ”

Hermione was the first to walk away, and she always felt as if Alan had seen everything.

"Do you think Hermione is hiding something from us?" Ron looked at Alan and Harry.

When Alan sat down in his Defence Against the Dark Arts chair and finished reading a text, Professor Lupin hadn't arrived.

As the Ravenclaw wizards arrived one after another, sat down, took out their textbooks, quills, and parchment, and spoke to each other, Professor Lupin finally entered the classroom.

With a faint smile on his face, he placed the tattered old box on the podium.

He was still in rags, but he looked much healthier than he had been on the train, as if he had eaten a few good meals.

"Good morning," he said, "please put your textbooks back in your bags." Today's session is a practical lesson. All you need is a wand. ”

The Ravenclaws put away their textbooks and exchanged a few curious glances.