Harry hadn't taken a few steps before he felt himself being grabbed, and he turned to see Ernie McMillan at the Hufflepuff table dragging him with one hand, and Neville with the other, causing Ginny and Flegg to stop.

Ernie McMillan, who was sitting in a chair, tugged at both of their arms: "... Harry, your godfather, Neville, your uncle are all on Dumbledore's side, it's useless for you to go now, don't go over and make trouble..."Ernie looked at Flegg again, "Also, Mr. Brown, I think you'd better not get involved in this kind of struggle at the top, Professor Harris is at most forced to resign and leave the school, there won't be a big problem..."

"Thank you McMillan, but I want to show my attitude that I support Alan. Flegg thanked Ernie gratefully, knowing that he was one of the few pure-blood wizards at Hogwarts who had little prejudice against Muggle-born wizards.

"Thank you Ernie, but my godfather has been teaching me how to be a real Gryffindor... True courage is not only to die a vigorous death for something, but also for friends to go to the fire, but also for the goal of oneself to persevere to the end..."Harry's voice was very calm and very resolute, "I have been thinking very clearly these days... I have a clear idea of where I stand on this matter, and although it seems that Sirius and I disagree on this time, he will be proud of me... Because what I'm doing now is what he's been trying to teach me. ”

Ginny pulled her hair and followed Harry, who had already turned to move forward, and Flegg didn't hesitate to follow.

Seeing that Neville was about to pass over, Ernie McMillan, who couldn't stop Harry, continued to persuade, "Neville, think of your grandmother, Lady Augusta Longbottom, she wouldn't want to see you against Dumbledore... Your uncle is still up there..."

Thinking of his stern grandmother and conservative uncle, Neville shuddered a little, "Ernie... But I've got to support Alan..."

"I'm not against you supporting Professor Harris, it's just that it's not going to be useful, I think we should hide ourselves... Anyway, I can go out and study after graduation... Forget it, I'll go with you... Personally, I also support Professor Harris. Ernie stood up, noticing the curly-haired Justin Finchrie trying to follow him, glaring his Muggle-born friend back into his seat.

There were more and more wizards gathered on Alan's side, and Susan Bones ignored her aunt's orders and loudly declared that she was going back to the ancient magic class, and even Bryce Zabini, who had previously made it clear that she was quitting, followed behind Eren without saying a word.

"What are you doing here?!Get back to your seat!" said Ben Birdside, who was a little surprised by the fact that his chubby body moved to Paul Greengrass's side, "The ignorant students have been bewitched by Harris. ”

"The young wizards are not adults, they are relatively simple, they can't tell the difference between good and evil, we don't expect them to understand our board members right now, and understand the decision of the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... In fact, the situation in front of me makes me deeply regret and blame myself for not acting earlier..."Greengrass said deliberately loudly, trying to imply that the students were being confused by the situation.

Dumbledore had always been more pleasant to his students, even when he saw them express their attitudes - but after noticing Harry's arrival, the polite smile he had been keeping with Alan disappeared from his old cheeks, and his blue eyes didn't seem to be as bright as they used to be, staring blankly at the growing number of wizards gathered behind Eren, his hands clasped tightly together in front of him, but he didn't seem to have the meaning to speak.

Then Professor McGonagall's stern voice rang out in the auditorium with the sound of clattering footsteps.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Longbottom...... There are others...... Please return to your respective positions. Professor McGonagall's tone was stern, looking at the embarrassed but disobedient little wizards, Professor McGonagall looked a little ugly, she glanced at Dumbledore and Alan sadly, then lifted her glasses, and slowed her tone slightly, "This is not something that you students can solve, please believe that we at Hogwarts can solve it." ”

Not only Professor McGonagall, but the other professors also came to the auditorium, trying to maintain discipline.

"My students, my friends, I am grateful for your support for me, and you have shown yourself very well in the pursuit of truth and knowledge. Seeing that the scene was a bit chaotic, Alan finally spoke, and he stretched out his arms to reassure the little wizards, "Please take a seat, I promise that the matter will be resolved satisfactorily." ”

"Albus, why are you in such a hurry?!Aren't Minerva and I still persuading..."Philius Flitvi, the head of Ravenclaw, approached with his short legs, and before he could reach his throat, a shrill voice came out: "It seems that Merlin's sake, Albus, don't do this, you're going to ruin him..."

"I'm sorry, Filius, but you know what happened last time, I can't wait any longer..."Dumbledore turned back to Flitwick and bowed slightly in apologies.

"According to my own experience, since the introduction of the Ancient Magic class, many students have become more comfortable in understanding and mastering spells, and the strength of the students has been enhanced like never before in my teaching career... Ladies and gentlemen, I think it is necessary to have a class on ancient magic... And Miss Bones's injury was just a sudden incident, she wasn't even as serious as some of the accidents that happened in my Charms class, I implore you before making a decision" Professor Flitwick didn't give up, and the diminutive Ravenclaw Dean stood between Dumbledore and Alan, who were too tall compared to himself, and tried his best to persuade, "Alan, I don't think some magic should be taught to students lightly, if you can agree to revise the lesson plan, I think..."

"Professor Flitwick, this is not your business, I don't think you have the authority to interfere in the affairs of the Head of Hogwarts or the Hogwarts Board... You should take care of your studies." Ben Birdsted's chubby eyes narrowed into a line, and he was annoyed that Flitwick had interfered with the students' return to their seats, so he couldn't help but raise his double chin again—and then he shuddered in Flitwick's piercing eyes, and then remembered the fact that the short, inconspicuous Charms professor in front of him was a duel champion in his youth.

"Mr. Persted, please pay attention to your own words, Filius is a member of Hogwarts, the head of Ravenclaw and a professor in the Charms class, and he has the right to express any opinion he has. Dumbledore turned to the side and glared at Ben Birdside, making the fat man fully aware of how carried away he was.

"If there's any argument we can stay in the board meeting for clarification and voting, Mr. Harris. Amelia Bones gave Birdside a disgusted look, then leaned back on her monocle in her eye sockets to look at Allen, "I'm sorry Professor Alan Harris, I'm grateful to your brother Mr. Albert Harris's Aurors for saving me when I was attacked by the Death Eaters, but your concept of education is another matter, and I have my own ideas and persistence. ”

Hearing the other party call his name, Alan withdrew his observational eyes, "Of course, I also think that there should be a board meeting to discuss this matter." With that, Alan came up to Professor Flitwick and whispered, "Don't worry, Dean... I understand your thoughts, thank you for protecting me and trying to ease my relationship with Headmaster Dumbledore for so many years, I'm sorry I let you down, I don't intend to give up on my ideas, just like Headmaster Dumbledore is unwilling to give up on him, please let me figure it out myself. ”

Professor Flitwick looked at his most proud student, a little annoyed and guilty that he couldn't help him much, his sensitive nature already had tears in his eyes, and he said seriously word by word: "Alan, it's okay, I'll go with you." ”

Only then more noisy voices were heard—more and more students were gathering, and some of the students who had already had breakfast or hadn't come to breakfast had also come to the Great Hall to express their opinions, and gathered around Dumbledore.

The students were a crowd of people who were easily excited, waving their arms and expressing their opinions, and because of their differences of opinion, the initial whispered discussion turned into a quarrel - the pure-blood wizards who supported their own family, the pure-blood wizards who went against their family's wishes, the students who blindly supported Dumbledore, the students who blindly supported Allen, and the Muggle and half-blood young wizards who were born because of their different attitudes towards powerful magic, the whole auditorium was extremely noisy, and the crowd was surging for a while.