"He knew a secret in my family and was a little excited..." Emily looked at Pansy, "If your father surrendered, maybe my brother could let you know...Gal's father should be out soon."

Pansy frowned, his eyes shifted uneasy, slowing down, trying to open his mouth but eventually made no sound.

"Hmm?" Emily noticed Pansy's expression, "Is there any news about your father?"

Pansy saw Emily ask her and said in a low voice: "Some time ago, he found an opportunity to project himself into the fireplace... The mysterious man didn't know what happened, and it seemed that he couldn't see the future... So he said he wanted to surrender, but..." Pansy paused, "This time the arrest of the pure blood family that was related to the Death Eater may have scared him... I explained your kindness to him, but he seemed to think you wouldn't let him go..."

"If the Harris family agrees not to pursue the investigation, they will not pursue the investigation. If they want to surrender but don't believe it..." Laura's ponytail suddenly shook back, and she accused in a stiff tone, "Your father's plane is too disrespectful to the Miss's family."

"You can't say that Laura. From his perspective, it's understandable to worry." Emily took the opportunity to hold Pansy's cold hand and comforted him, "Don't talk about Draco of Malfoy and you, I would also plead like Allen. My brother won't break his promise. We'd better communicate with him after class and let him have some ideas." She let go of her hand and waved to Laura and Gabrie who didn't speak, "Let's go, let us advanced teachers. Allen has been too lazy recently... It's not easy to come to give us a class in person."

In fact, many students were eagerly looking forward to this class by Allen. Some of them were anxious to order burger sandwiches and other things for lunch, and they took their hands and ate while waiting outside the duel arena in advance.

Allen pushed open the door, skillfully put the Phoenix Anka on his shoulder on the perch he had made for it, threw a few more pieces of roast rabbit meat into the food bowl, and then turned around and walked down the duel arena.

"Long time no see, classmates...uh? Why are you so serious..." Allen leaned on his staff and looked at the students around him, "Oh, Professor Krivat won't come here today..." Allen blinked at the students as the former principal liked to do, "I think we can be more relaxed in class today, and there is no need to be so strict in discipline."

Seeing that Penelo, who had been carrying out some militarization of them, was not present at the scene, and when he heard Allen's familiar and friendly voice and a naughty expression, the class instantly boiled like boiling water.

"Principal Harris, we all know about your being framed, you are wronged..."

"Those dark wizards are so cunning and disgusting. They actually attacked Sclinger to frame you..."

"Principal Harris, my family and I have always believed in you."

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"The difficulties overcome are the opportunity to win... I am very grateful for your trust in me, but I am indeed ashamed of Sclinger in this matter... If I had talked with him earlier, everything would not have happened..." Allen said apologetically, and he pressed his hands down to calm the classroom full of flattery. "But today let us focus on the classroom, and I noticed that you have made great progress and have improved your strength, which is very good... So what I want to teach you today is to give you more self-protection ability to avoid tragedies like Sclinger..."

The wizards present proudly raised their chests, and some wizards who have neglected to practice recently because the holiday is approaching, blushing.

"Just as I promised you before..." Allen's eyes slid over these wizards with fiery eyes. "The biggest advantage of this spell I want to teach you today is that it can prevent you from worrying about the accuracy of the spell... Of course, it is not a spell for large-scale attacks such as fierce fire or frozen curse, but the spell energy it shoots, with automatic tracking and aiming function..."

The wizards in the audience exclaimed, and the sudden discussion and whispering of the classroom became noisy. Harry elbowed on Ron with his elbow, Michael and Anthony leaned forward with excitement... Allen's magic class never disappoints.

"Hermione? Have Allen taught you in advance?" Ginny pulled Hermione beside her, but was surprised to find that the witch who was most unlikely to escape from Hogwarts was actually distracted.

Ginny turned sideways and found Hermione rubbing a coin-shaped object in her hand with rosy cheeks.

Ginny leaned over and looked carefully to find the blood flowing inside. Thinking of the scene when she went to Albert and Furong's wedding with her parents, she almost screamed in surprise. She covered her mouth and whispered: "This is the Blood Alliance... Hermione, is it yours and Allen's?"

Hermione, who was caught by Ginny, shivered. She felt her cheeks heat up. She quickly grabbed her palms, clenched the blood oath, nodded to Ginny randomly, then sat up straight, and took a state of listening to the class with all her heart.

Ravend snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed Ron's palm on the stage, as if he was declaring his ownership.

Harry noticed the girls' expressions and felt that he didn't have to choose anything else for Ginny this Christmas gift, but he didn't know this magic, so he was worried about whether he could learn it before Halloween, and whether he needed to ensure that Ginny also had to learn it...

"Next, I will demonstrate this spell to you. Voldemort and the Death Eaters are now keen to summon some demons as their thugs. These demons are very suitable as your targets, and they can also take the opportunity to familiarize themselves with their habits." Alan paused, and his indifferent eyes swept over the onlookers and raised his slender and pale right hand. "In addition, these demons are different from the devils I and the Aurors who love to summon. They are very chaotic. You can't predict what they will do next... This makes me hate this, so I don't have to care about their feelings when I practice later..."

As he said, in order to facilitate the demonstration of these wizards, Alan took out a wand that was the same as those wizards. He raised his arm, drew an irregular M in the air with the wand, and then retracted the wand neatly. He repeated it three times without any unnecessary movements.

After the overall action demonstration, he meticulously divided the key points of the magic spell casting in detail, and gave a rough demonstration of the subtle movements of each wrist and the amplitude of the wand.

The wizards were still listening to Alan's explanation. When they paid attention to his wand, they saw his other hand waved. Three hundred-eyed ghosts, which were considered mid-level demons, were summoned by Alan, and they landed in the field.

This sudden distorted monster with indescribable appearance made the little wizards exclaim. Their hundreds of swollen and different orange arms waved freely. Under their trampling and crushing and grabbing of their arms, the grass on the grass, the stone pillars on the training ground, and everything that blocked them were torn into pieces.

As soon as they came out, they rolled in one direction at will, as if they wanted to attack people, but soon everyone found that they could not break through the confinement range drawn by Allen - the book of magic spells that Allen snatched from Voldemort was still in his pocket, because the chaos in it was different from Allen's own philosophy. Although it was not hindered by his powerful strength to cast these spells, the sense of rejection in his heart made him not plan to use these spells and.
Chapter completed!