Back at Hogwarts, Allen was as happy as meeting an old friend who had been away for a long time. He played and chatted with Edward, chatted and laughed with Anna, and even Mrs. Gray was frowning with her frown.

What surprised Lavenclaw's students the most was that the public lounge in Lavenclaw was filled with fragrance. This was a variety of rare and beautiful trees with rare flowers that Professor Frieve used magic to welcome the students' return.

At lunch, Allen was in a better mood. Ravenclaw's long table was filled with all kinds of attractive food. Edward was obviously very excited. He and Allen and Anna happily talked about the various strange experiences he encountered during the holiday travel. Allen occasionally put a few words as opinions. For a thoughtful and thoughtful person, these opinions were much more fascinating than the facts themselves, and Anna thought so. Now, in front of this girl who listened carefully, two completely different types of life experiences were displayed at the same time: one was a passionate explorer, full of passion and curiosity about the world, and the other was familiar with it.

Experts of human relationships and world; one was talking endlessly and talking about his magical experiences, while the other was like Merlin's insight into everything in the world - no matter where he talked about it, he was all about it. Edward not only danced when he talked about excitement, but also his palms sometimes opened and sometimes clenched his fists, and his voice was rapid. Alan was completely opposite to him, looking so gentle, approachable, calm and extraordinary. Despite this, his little movements and a little subtle changes in his tone showed more power than Edward, who had exaggerated movements. Even when he talked about some of his own personal experiences, he just mentioned them lightly, making people listen to them without realizing it.

After eating and drinking, they had a good time chatting with their friends. Allen and the other two walked towards the Laven Crow Tower. At this time, the one who could add icing on the cake was naturally a beautiful nap. When they passed by a secluded staircase corner, they collided with Harry, Ron and Hermione. Looking at the rock crust in Ron's hand, Allen guessed that they had probably just returned from Hagrid's cabin.

"I ask you for forgiveness, Allen." Hermione said carefully, while standing politely beside her to make way for Allen and the others, because where Hermione stood was exactly the way Allen was going.

Allen looked at Hermione for unknown reasons. After experiencing so many thrilling things during the holiday, he had long forgotten the unpleasantness that happened with Hermione before the holiday.

Edward was already yawning tiredly, "Nothing is going to happen, we'll leave." Edward pulled Allen and was about to leave.

Hermione's face turned red due to embarrassment, and her hands were helplessly pulling the sleeves of her robe.

Seeing this, Allen signaled Anna and Edward to go back and rest first. He wanted to hear what Hermione and the other two wanted to say.

"Allen, I'm sorry to misunderstand what you eavesdropped before the holiday. I'm sorry, please forgive me." Hermione bit her lip and still had the courage to finish the apology.

"Okay, I forgive you." Alan smiled friendly, remembering the little unpleasantness that happened.

Soon, several people put down their grudges and started to talk and laugh.

"Allen, do you remember that big three-headed dog? What is it guarding," said Harry.

"And this thing is what Professor Snape wants to get. Professor Snape casts a curse on Harry in the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin..." Hermione added quickly.

"We asked Hagrid, and he accidentally said the name Nicole Lemay. So what Snape wants must be related to him." Ron looked like a wise man.

"So, you want to figure out who Nicole Lemay is?" Allen asked softly.

The air suddenly became quiet, and Harry and the other two were a little embarrassed. It was to hide this matter that they misunderstood Allen.

"What's that? Nicole Lemay, a partner of Professor Dumbledore, is an outstanding alchemist." Allen smiled like a prank and lowered his voice like an act. "Nicole Lemay is also the only maker of the Philosopher's Stone as people know!

However, the words did not achieve the effect he expected. "What stone?" Harry and Ron asked. Hermione was thinking.

"Ancient alchemy involved the refining of Philosopher's Stone, a magical substance with amazing functions. The Philosopher's Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and can also create elixirs of immortality, so that those who drink this medicine will never die." Alan explained patiently.

Harry and Ron were stunned, and Ron opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Allen continued to add: "The only remaining Philosopher's Stone known in the magic world belongs to Mr. Nicole Lemay. He celebrated his six hundred and sixty-fifth birthday last year and is now living in seclusion in Devon with his wife Perenal. Do you understand now?" Allen asked.

"That big dog must be guarding Lemay's Philosopher's Stone! I dare say that Lemay asked Dumbledore to keep it for him, because they were friends, and he knew someone was trying to make a Philosopher's Stone. That's why he transferred the Philosopher's Stone from the Gringott." Hermione guessed quickly.

"A stone can turn into gold and can make you immortal!" Harry said, "No wonder Snape is also thinking about it! Everyone will want to get it!"

Allen was secretly proud of himself. He not only owned a philosopher's stone, but also one of the only makers of the philosopher's stone.

After the semester officially began, Allen returned to his extremely self-disciplined and regular life. Perhaps because the final exam was approaching, the professors had more and more coursework assignments. Especially Professor Snape, who was troubled by something troubled, had very strict requirements. Except for Allen, almost everyone was criticized and decent.

If Allen had not had excellent memory and extensive knowledge, it would be really difficult to deal with this heavy learning burden, especially when he had the hope of winning the Quidditch Cup, Roger was like a chicken-blooded person, holding tactical analysis meetings and practicing wildly every day. His requirements for the team members were stricter than ever before. Even in the continuous rainy days after heavy snow, his energy did not cool down at all. Despite this fatigue, Allen's heart was still full of joy. He knew that such a fulfilling life and passionate days would be frozen into beautiful memories in the future.

During a particularly wet and muddy training, Roger excitedly told everyone that Professor Snape would serve as the referee of the Quidditch final.

"Why isn't Mrs. Huo Qi?"

"Yes, Mrs. Huo Qi is the most professional."

"No matter why!" Roger waved his hand and looked energetic. "Although Professor Snape is only good to Slytherin, compared with Gryffindor, we, Ravenclaw, want to please him much."
Chapter completed!