When he arrived at Old Tom's shop, Mr. Harris greeted Tom enthusiastically: "Mr. Tom, business is booming! Please get me a vanilla ice cream, a strawberry sweet cone, and a colorful sundae."

"Okay, Mr. Harris, please wait." Old Tom bent down and bowed, as if thanking the guests for coming. "It's so dedicated that it's touching!" Allen couldn't help but exclaim.

"Irving, Irving Harris..." An enthusiastic call came from the right back of the window.

"Arthur, I'm so happy to see you!" Mr. Harris hugged Arthur Weasley enthusiastically, like embracing his brother who had been reunited after a long separation.

"It's better to have two drinks when you have the rare time to get together!" Mr. Harris felt that he had found a chance, and Arthur was definitely willing to accept the matter of dealing with Muggle magic items.

"Okay." Arthur Weasley agreed without hesitation after looking at his wife Jasmine, who was talking to Mrs. Harris.

"Ron can play with your young man, be careful not to run away." As soon as he finished speaking, a little boy with red hair and freckles on both sides of his nose crawled out and looked at Allen excitedly.

"This is a rare opportunity to visit freely." Allen did not refuse the red-haired boy's passionate hand-holding.

Ron is a very talkative person, and he seems to rarely see such a cooperative audience. As an excellent teacher, Allen is very good at listening, not to mention that during the conversation, Allen learned a lot of interesting information. With calm encouragement and clichés, Allen improved his common sense of the magic world bit by bit, and his vest was hidden deeper.

"Allen, look, it's so lively over there!" Ron, who was talking nonstop, suddenly changed the topic.

Alan followed Ron's eyes and saw a group of people squeezing beside the Quidditch boutique. Come on, cheering and cheering. Ron immediately stopped entering the Quidditch boutique and pulled Alan into the crowd.

"Wow, Malfoy is so great. He has received 5 medals of honor and can be exchanged for a poster of Lawrence." A voice of envy, jealousy and hatred sounded in his ears, and there were many such sounds.

"Who is Lawrence?" Allen asked Ron.

"He is the Irish team's goalkeeper, who turned the tide in the recent Quidditch game and won the Irish team!" Ronhao did not hide his fanatical admiration for Lawrence, and his eyes looked at the poster were extremely hot.

"Ha, Allen, why don't we participate too? We can definitely surpass Malfoy. As long as we answer 10 questions correctly, we can get two posters!" Ron looked at Allen expectantly.

"Haha, I want to surpass me, I'll try it if I have the ability!" Malfoy looked up and down Ron and Allen, all his expressions and body language were expressing disdain.

Many so-called "high-level people" have this ability. You can feel uncomfortable with your eyes without saying too much, making you feel uncomfortable and understand your poverty and humility.

Malfoy's blond hair shines in the sun. This is a face that can make women scream "so cute, so cute" in any country. However, this beautiful face is full of pride and a disdainful smile appears on the corners of his mouth.

"We will definitely surpass you! Allen, let's answer the questions." Ron waved his fist at Malfoy.

Malfoy looked at Allen carefully. This was a boy with bright blonde hair like him. His big blue eyes were like the clear sky after the rain, clear and innocent, with a high nose bridge, and a slightly pursed thin lips. This was a warm and steady child that was very likely to arouse people's favor! This temperament is rare in this age group. Even the proud Malfoy couldn't help saying: "Your name is Allen? If you can answer 3 questions correctly, I will allow you to be my follower."

"What an arrogant boy!" Allen thought to himself, as the head teacher who had been teaching for seven years, Allen knew the true desires deep in the hearts of these teenagers. The high-looking person in front of him just wanted his own friendship. But this kind of arrogant expression may not make friends! But when it comes to answering questions, Allen really has no confidence. After all, he, an outsider, has only read the original work, but he really doesn't understand the knowledge system of this world.

Ron had already pulled Allen to line up. Allen came to his senses and carefully observed the answers of the contestants ahead. The competition was divided into the youth group and the adult group. The youth group had not answered more than three questions correctly.

Ron was already stunned: "Allen, it's so miserable, it's going to be embarrassing. I can't even have a question, what about you?"

On the contrary, Allen's heart has been relieved. This is all about Chinese children getting tired of playing, but just brain teasers and logical guessing. "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Allen, with great confidence, comforted Ron.

Soon the team lined up to Alan and Ron Quidditch's clerk waved his wand, and saw a huge 10-inch-long and wide display of the title: Five silver shikes of the same size. If they were required to contact each other, how should they be placed?

"Oh, I've never touched Yin Xike!" Ron's hands were inserted into his hair in despair and pulled them down tightly.

"This has nothing to do with whether you have Yinxi or not. Don't worry, I can solve it." Allen successfully stopped Ron's hands in a confident look.

"Put a silver shike underneath, then put the second and third pieces on the first piece, and the other fourth and fifth pieces are vertically placed on top of the first piece." Alan said while taking out silver shike to demonstrate.

No contestant has ever solved the problem so quickly, even Malfoy can't. He accepted the five-pointed star-shaped medal of honor handed over by the clerk, and also received countless admiring eyes.

"The second question is also related to coins." The clerk seemed to be optimistic about Allen and blinked at Allen. "There can only be one person in the next question, who will come?"

Ron looked at Allen with a gaze, which made Allen feel that he should take the initiative and be unavoidable. "I'll do it!" Allen looked at the clerk.

"Please close your eyes!" The clerk covered Allen's eyes with a thick stack of red cloth. Then, the clerk brought out a pile of copper sodium specialties and placed it on the table, waved his wand, and said: "There are 23 copper sodium specialties here, 10 of which are facing up. Please use the best method to divide these copper sodium specialties into two piles. Each pile of front-facing copper sodium specialties needs to be the same."

"This is too difficult. The front and back sides of copper sodium are almost the same. You can't touch them if you can't see them!"

"This may require a kind of spiritual magic, you can see it even without opening your eyes."

"Even if there is such magic, you and I have never heard of it. This is definitely not something that a child can master!"

Ron looked at Allen worriedly, "It's over. Allen said before that he can't spell!"

Unable to the onlookers at all, Allen calmly chose 13 copper sodium specials without changing direction and placed them aside, and chose 10 more, and placed them on the other side without changing direction, and then turned all 10 copper sodium specials over.

"Totally correct! It's amazing! It's so smart!" The clerk unbuttoned the red cloth in admiration.

As expected, Allen solved the next three problems smoothly. The clerk handed the poster of Lawrence to Allen. This was not an ordinary poster, it would move! A man like a bodybuilder, sitting on a broom, tearing his clothes on his chest, roaring to celebrate the victory! Allen didn't think it was surprising, after all, the world he lived in his previous life could save much longer than this. He handed the poster to Ron casually. Ron's ears were red. He did not make any contribution in the game, but he really couldn't stand the temptation of Lawrence. "I will stick him to my bedside, thank you Allen!" Ron stuttered and pressed the poster tightly on his chest.

"Don't." Allen glanced at Lawrence who was roaring on Ron's chest, "Then you must not be able to sleep at night."

"Do you still need to continue to challenge?" The clerk was extremely kind on the side. He also enjoyed Alan's super fast speed that made the onlookers feel completely abused. This speed of answering questions made the onlookers doubt their lives, "Are you born with no brains?"

"Of course. Alan must be able to do it!" Ron has become Alan's fan, and he feels that Alan can do anything.

"Okay." The clerk waved his wand excitedly, without giving Allen a chance to refuse. He also looked forward to how far Alan could go.

"What is the spell of the floating curse?" It's very simple. Most of the people present can answer it, but it is indeed difficult for children, because it takes to go to magic school to learn it, and children need to be 11 years old to get into the spell."

"Yugadi Muleviosa." This was not difficult for Allen. He had read the original work and the movie and was very familiar with this spell. But at the same time, he felt that his challenge might be over soon, after all, the spell he remembered was really limited.
Chapter completed!