News of Hagrid's capture and Professor Dumbledore's forced departure from Hogwarts spread throughout the castle overnight.

The people in the castle were panicking: "Professor Dumbledore is gone, what are we going to do?"

"I'm afraid the school will be closed soon!"

"Is Hogwarts the safest place in the world without Dumbledore?"

"After he's gone, there will be attacks every day!"

Talk of this abounds in the castle.

Dumbledore was gone, and fear was spreading like never before, so that the sun that warmed the castle's façade didn't seem to shine into the mullioned windows.

Every face in the school seemed terrified, and every loud laugh that rang out in the hallways seemed harsh, eerie, and quickly suppressed.

Following Lockhart's capture, someone from the school was once again sent to Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic.

Importantly, Eren and their Defence Against the Dark Arts class is no longer taught.

Professor McGonagall, acting Vice-Chancellor, and Professor Flitvier, Dean of Ravenclaw, called Allen into his office.

"Harris, in the current situation of the school, there is no way for us to immediately find a suitable Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. ”

Professor McGonagall frowned and stared at Alan tightly. "You've done an excellent job as Dumbledore's course assistant. We have heard him praise you many times. ”

Professor McGonagall pulled out a large piece of parchment, neatly stapled, and Alan looked at Hermione Granger's name on it.

"And the students, I also think that you have the ability to continue to lead everyone to learn. Professor Flitwick also praised you for being the best student Hogwarts has ever seen!"

Professor McGonagall was clearly not used to such a way of complimenting, and her tone was rather stiff.

"Of course, your performance in Transfiguration class is almost unmatched. As if sensing that her tone was not good, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and complimented.

The workplace experience in his previous life told Allen that as long as the leader praises you and does not hesitate to praise you, then there must be a task to be assigned to you!

For the tasks assigned by the leader, a good subordinate can only have one expression, that is, a smile, and can only have one result, that is, acceptance.

Therefore, Alan did not say a word, and vaguely guessed in his mind what Professors McGonagall and Flitwick had called him for.

"You are very responsible and self-disciplined, and your classmates and professors speak highly of you. Therefore, we would like to entrust you with an important task. ”

Professor McGonagall solemnly asked Alan, "Lead these students to continue learning Defence Against the Dark Arts, even if it's just by reading some books!"

Professor Flitwick nodded his head from the side, his face proud.

It's not that they haven't thought about letting older wizards, like Percy Weasley, lead their classmates.

However, the junior wizards in the upper grades may not be able to convince the students of the four academies, second, they may not be able to get close to the mental state of the young wizards, and third, the young wizards are uneasy, and very few of them can study calmly and calmly as before.

On top of that, the Defence Against the Dark Arts course is so large that it is impossible to do it completely well with just one young wizard.

After the deliberation of several professors, the courses in the other grades were either substituted by professors or taught by the young wizards themselves.

And in the second year, an elite wizard like Allen appeared, which was enough to reassure the professors that the Defense Against the Dark Arts study in the second year would be arranged by Allen.

Under Professor Flitwick's expectant gaze, Alan nodded in agreement and took over the task.

In essence, the task is not difficult for Allen, who has been working as a course assistant for some time.

Although his understanding of magical theory may not be as profound as Dumbledore's, he is still familiar with the content of the course and can do it easily.

The students of the four academies had no objection to Eren standing on the stage of Defence Against the Dark Arts.

The strong are respected, this is an unchanging truth since ancient times.

Even the arrogant Malfoy, who likes to find fault the most, has no objections.

Ever since Malfoy was rescued from the Eight-Eyed Spider by Eren in the Forbidden Forest, he had been convinced by her.

As a result, the Slytherins are also very serious in their Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons.

Alan's course went particularly well. His fluent expression, his comfortable style, complete and detailed lectures, and profound knowledge...... All this made the second-year little wizards respect and admire him.

When I was a student, there were always people who made a deep impression on other students, who were incredibly good and looked up to.

And Alan is such a person.

Summer crept into the grounds around the castle, the sky, like the lake, turned a light blue glowing with purple light, and flowers as big as cabbage bloomed in the greenhouse.

Compared to the calm of Defence Against the Dark Arts class, the interior of the castle was a mess.

Alan wanted to visit Penelope and Hermione, but the visitors were kept out of the hospital.

"We can't take any more risks," Madam Pomfrey said solemnly, opening the door of the hospital and solemnly to the visitors, "no, I'm sorry, the attackers will probably come back and kill these people completely......

Not only Madam Pomfrey, but also the professors at the school were more serious than usual, teaching the students harshly and restraining them strictly.

The young wizards were ordered not to wander around without permission, but instead had to move around the castle in groups with other students.

In fact, the little wizards seemed happy to have a teacher escort them from one classroom to another, while Alan, who liked to come and go freely, was very bored.

However, there is one person who seems to particularly like this atmosphere of horror and suspicion.

Draco Malfoy walked around the school as if he had just been appointed president of the boys' student council.

In fact, everyone knew what he was thinking: he was a Slytherin pure-blood, and would not be targeted by the heirs of the Chamber of Secrets, his father was a member of the board of directors of the school and had the right to vote on the headmaster's position, and he hated Dumbledore, whose suspension was in line with him.

Such a smug Malfoy made Alan have the urge to beat him hard.

These days, the common rooms in Ravenclaw are always packed.

For after six o'clock in the evening, the students of Ravenclaw had nowhere else to go.

And they always have a lot to talk about, and as a result, there are often people in the common room until after midnight.

This also caused inconvenience to Allen's life.

Alan has been looking for an opportunity to leave the castle these days, and he wants to take advantage of everyone's inattention, return to the Forbidden Forest, and find the passage for the Chicken Snake Beast to enter and exit the Forbidden Forest by groping for traces of the Chicken Snake Beast's activities.