"Don't you think Muggle's ride is a very suitable place to talk?" Allen glanced out the window, his eyes wide open, and there was a calm power in his words. "Sirius, I recently saw some pictures related to Harry through my left eye prophecy and divination ability... But combined with Harry's current special state, I feel it is necessary to talk to you... Whether you helped me when you were in Hogwarts before, or Harry and my friends, I think there are some things I still need to inform you..."

When Allen suddenly talked about Harry, thinking of the meeting he had hosted by Dumbledore in the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius' vigilance must have suddenly become vigilant. Whether it is the position of the Order of the Phoenix or the identity of Harry as the godfather, Sirius was unwilling to talk to Allento about Harry's affairs.

So Sirius looked at Allen with a sharp look, and his tone said to Allen in a stiff tone: "Allen, no matter what you say, I can't tell you the time of Harry to transfer... If you just want me to join your team to attack Voldemort, I would be very happy, but there is no need to talk about this, and I will never take risks with Harry..."

Luna waved her fingers like a magic wand, and the whole car was filled with magic: "You can just say his name."

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention..." Sirius felt a little embarrassed because of the mistake.

"Sirius, you should develop the habit of calling other names Tom... Well, Voldemort's spell casting of his name is quite troublesome. I'll think of a way to solve it..." Allen nodded to Luna's brilliant counter-detection barrier, and then took advantage of Luna's unpreparedness to snatch the coke in her hand, lifted up the coke bottle and took a big sip.

Alan put down Coke and raised his eyebrows, glanced at Luna's protruding silver-gray eyes - but Luna had no intention of being nervous at all. She leaned up and reached out to the cup of Chafo in Helena's hand.

Helena, who was originally looking outside the window, was startled by her mother's sudden movements. She suddenly felt that her hands were hollow. She looked down and the dessert in her hand had been taken over by her mother. She looked up at her mother in a daze, and then she turned to her father for help when she was instructed by Luna. Allen, who had grasped the pulse gate, had to return the drink in her hand to Luna.

Sirius, who was waiting for Allen to talk about the resumption, saw that Allen was starting to make fun of the little girl and was holding back her. However, after Luna stuffed the dessert back into Helena's hand, he realized that Helena, as a ghost, couldn't help but have an entity and was still eating...

Sirius, who thought the other party had mastered the ability to resurrect, had his eyes wide open, and he let out a short and convulsive breath, staring at his eyes - Allen noticed his situation and quickly explained: "Uh... Sorry Sirius... Don't get me wrong, we just gave Helena some skills like a ghost, we can't let anyone really come back to life."

Sirius sighed and nodded in disappointment when he heard this, which reminded him of Helena's mother, Ms. Royna Ravenclaw, who was only sage at Hogwarts not long ago. It was very normal for Ms. Ravenclaw to materialize her daughter as a ghost. Whether it was done by herself or Alan did it to please her, it was reasonable.

Sirius looked at Allen and was able to get in touch with him even the founder of Hogworth and the daughter of the founder. And from the first time Ms. Gray asked Allen for help just now, it can be seen that their relationship was still very close, which made Sirius very impressed - Allen's charming and sperm attributes are so amazing.

"Don't worry about Luna and Helena, you can trust them as much as you trust me." Allen said as he was staring at Sirius's eyes a little awkwardly. He coughed and said seriously, "Okay, let's continue... Sirius, about using Harry to lead the mysterious man... I don't know how you guessed, but in fact, one of my purposes is to protect Harry, but the protection methods we chose are different..." Seeing Sirius frowning and opening his mouth to refute, Allen quickly raised his palm to stop him and continued, "I invite you here today. Let's not comment on who is right or wrong. What I'm talking about now is another matter. So you know Harry's situation, right?"

"Harry's situation? Yes, the mysterious man knew the prophecy and marked Harry as his biggest enemy. Of course I know his situation... It's not right... You are..." Sirius couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Alan, what else do you want to say Harry is?"

Allen's tone looked very surprised and looked surprised and ugly: "Well? You only know this? Dumbledore didn't even explain you?"

"Allen, just tell me, what do you know about Harry?" Sirius asked with his eyes narrowed, he suspected that the other party wanted to provoke his relationship with Dumbledore and others.

"Silirius, has Harry still had headaches lately? Have he ever had those nightmarish illusions?" Allen's eyes focused on Sirius's pupils. "These headaches and nightmares once made Harry very troubled."

"Harry hasn't mentioned these symptoms again recently." Sirius carefully thought about the words, not wanting to reveal some unnecessary information.

"This is good news... I remember Dumbledore had sent you letters during the summer vacation after I finished my fourth grade... So at least you Order of the Phoenix people should know this. Harry can see the mysterious man feel what happened to the mysterious man when his emotions fluctuated, and feel his emotions." Alan's fingers gently tapped the iron handrail in the box, making a crisp sound, "But have you ever thought that Sirius, whether it is you, Lupin, or Snape you don't like, have taught Harry many skills... But no matter how hard Harry puts his efforts, he can't learn brain closure... This is a strange thing in itself, and I don't know if you noticed that Harry's talent in black magic defense and black magic is not bad..."

Sirius sat upright without realizing it. He knew all these things, but he had never thought about the reasons behind it carefully. He couldn't help but feel ashamed. But after hearing the black magic, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't think it's a bad sign. You are also supporting the wizards to learn black magic and drive away Dumbledore..."

"You misunderstood. I, who supports wizards to learn any magic, of course, are not talking about this right or wrong... but want to ask you, have you considered the reason? Although Mr. James Porter is good at some evil curses, his attitude towards black magic... Otherwise, Ms. Evans, who hates black magic, would not choose your friend..." Allen let his voice reach Sirius' ears, "Harry also knows the serpent accent... Of course, it is actually the same as the Prophet and Disguise Magus, although the descendants of the family who have this ability in their ancestors will appear very easily.

This ability, but it is not at all impossible to appear in wizards without such bloodlines... But the most well-known user of this language is Mr. Salazar Slytherin... And among his descendants, the family that is most easily inspired is the Gunter family, the matriarch of the mysterious people, and Tom Marvoro Riddle himself is the most well-known wizard who can use this language in modern times..." Allen raised the volume a little: "Sirius, have you considered the meaning behind this? Why does this happen?"

"Allen, what do you want to say? What does this have to do with the mysterious man?" Sirius looked at Allen suspiciously. He raised his vigilance and urged with some irritation, "Tell me straight, what do you want to say to me?"

"I don't know if you heard Harry or Ron tell you, Professor Sybil Trilawney, a divination teacher at Hogwarts Magic School, once made a prophecy for Harry in her divination class... Don't rush to object, Sirius, I believe in the power of prophecy. Although I was just like you and Professor McGonagall, I was very resistant to such things that were unclear about logic and rules..." Allen recalled the prejudice of some magic when he was a child, shook his head with a wry smile, "But now I understand it, and after I learn it..."

"Allen, I know you are not those half-baked guys, not those who rely on a little predictive ability to divine newborns, and give some unreliable advice, and then you will receive a valuable Jin Jialong as a reward for the name prophet... I know your eyes represent your true prophet, but you have not made any prophecy now and recorded it by the Ministry of Magic, right?" Sirius shook his head and interrupted Allen, "I noticed that you have become more inclined to use these things recently... I don't think we should believe too much about this kind of variables... What has not happened can be changed." (Author's note: It is not a private design, it is an orthodox official design. The prophet appeared in the original work that is not considered a magical animal, and the setting of the name prophet comes from Pottermore   -        J.K. Rowling's writing: Name prophet.)

"Master your abilities rather than letting you be mastered by your own abilities, you are right..." Allen nodded, "But as long as you don't blindly believe in prophecy and divination that may change, as long as you have enough intelligence and as long as you can sort out the meaning of those pictures, it can clear the clouds and let you master a certain future... Sirius, complete trust and complete rejection are not advisable."

"Okay, I'll keep my opinion first, Allen, you just wanted to say that you cheated on your TV station... Which is Professor Trelawney's prophecy about Harry?" Although Sirius was not arguing, he could see that his attitude towards Sibil was not like most witches.

Allen sighed and changed to the point: "Sybil once made a prediction about Harry's birthday in public, and she asserted that Harry was born in winter..."

"Look, so I said she was an old liar. Harry's birthday was obviously in July, you know that!" Sirius raised his legs disdainfully. Suddenly, his movements realized that something was wrong. Alan, who had always been smart, would not have asked such a stupid question. His eyebrows were locked tightly, and his dark gray eyes turned uneasy.
Chapter completed!