Allen felt that soul magic was really mysterious and he had to study it carefully when he had the opportunity. When he encountered a situation where he could attack, he tried hard to avoid missing.

Looking at Harry, who was unknown to the ground, Allen hesitated for a moment while turning around and rescuing Harry, and decided to send Harry to Mrs. Pomfrey for treatment first. Harry would rather risk losing his life than let Allen take risks. Such sincere feelings touched Allen's heart. Therefore, he was unwilling to let Harry stay on the cold ground for too long, even if he knew Dumbledore would come back to save Harry.

Allen bent down and was about to pick Harry up. Suddenly, an old and powerful voice came from behind: "Get rid of your weapon, fall to the ground." A dull sound came from behind, and the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

Allen turned quickly and found Professor Dumbledore standing on the steps in front of the burning black flames with a serious face.

Then the person who fell down was Professor Quirre! Professor Quirrere is an outstanding graduate of Ravenclaw after all, and his theoretical basic knowledge is very solid. He is well-known for his talent. If he hadn't hoped to accumulate practical experience in black magic defense, go on a trip, he met Voldemort while in Albania, and was persuaded to become a member of the dark forces and become Voldemort's servant, I believe that he had a bright future, and at least he would be a very qualified professor of black magic defense.

Although he fell into a coma after being hit on the back of the head by Allen's spell, he woke up after Voldemort ran away from him. He was cautious by nature and planned to subdue Allen while he was not paying attention, but unexpectedly he was subdued by Dumbledore, who had just arrived.

"Professor, thank you for saving me." Although Allen did not think that there could be a wizard in this world that could break through the defense of the Miaomiao wizard robe, this did not prevent him from expressing his gratitude to Dumbledore.

"Good evening, Mr. Allen Harris. I'm glad to see you safe, but Harry seems to be very bad." Dumbledore walked to Allen, and Harry was still held by Princess Allen. Alan, who noticed this, was a little subtle embarrassing. After all, it was said that Professor Dumbledore...

Dumbledore observed Harry's expression and said solemnly: "We must send Harry to Mrs. Pomfrey immediately." Seeing Allen's concern, he added, "Don't worry, Harry will be fine, Mrs. Pomfrey will cure him."

Allen nodded. Since the professor had no intention of taking Harry over, he would continue to hold him.

"Now, we need to leave here as soon as possible and find Mrs. Pomfrey." Professor Dumbledore looked at Allen kindly, very different from the person with a condensing expression that Allen had seen before.

"But how do we leave? Are we riding a broom?" Allen looked at Harry in his arms and asked Dumbledore. It is naturally the most convenient way to move the phantom, but Hogwarts prohibits the phantom from moving.

"Of course, we need a faster and more convenient way than a broom." Dumbledore blinked, and actually made Allen feel like a "cute grandpa" of him. Dumbledore pulled out a golden feather from the wide sleeves of the wizard's robe.

"Will the feathers grow bigger and take us away like a broom?" Allen couldn't imagine sitting on a feather.

In fact, Dumbledore just gently stroked the golden feather and said, "Fox, I need you to come here."

Allen suddenly realized that Fox was Dumbledore's pet, a phoenix with extraordinary magic.

Soon, a crisp, melodious and beautiful bird song came from outside the room.

"Allen, how do you think of this sound?" Dumbledore smiled, like a big boy showing off his toys. Of course, Allen didn't dare to really treat him as an ignorant boy.

"It sounds very nice. This call reminds me of hope and love, as if I have the courage to overcome all difficulties in the world." These words are not Alan's compliment to Fox, he really thinks the sound is really wonderful.

"Alan, you are a kind-hearted boy. I believe Professor Quirrell will be very sad when he hears this voice." Professor Dumbledore calmly stretched out his wand and pointed his finger. Professor Quirrell's head tilted and fainted again.

"I have to say that our professor of black magic defense has real talent and few people can wake up so quickly after being hit by my coma." Professor Dumbledore said regretfully.

Alan thought that his strength was not strong enough, which made Professor Quirrell wake up so quickly. Seeing that Professor Quirrell could wake up so quickly under Dumbledore's men, he couldn't help but regain his confidence. At the same time, he was not distracted by Professor Dumbledore's words. He asked politely, "Sorry, Professor, what does the sentence you just said mean?"

Professor Dumbledore was stunned, "Where is this? Please forgive me, the old man. I forgot what I just said in a blink of an eye."

"That's the sentence - you said I am a kind-hearted boy, and Professor Quirrell would be very sad when he heard the phoenix's tweet." Allen asked with a look of amazement at the phoenix that had just flew in.

This is really a magical and beautiful creature, it looks extremely luxurious: it looks bright red feathers all over its body, it is similar in size to a swan, with a long golden tail, and its beak and claws, which are golden. When you see it, no one can question its beauty and its magic.

"Oh, you said this!" Professor Dumbledore smiled and stroked Fox, "That's because the phoenix's singing is magical. It can enhance courage for those who are pure in their hearts and release fear for those who are dirty in their hearts."

Allen suddenly realized that no wonder Professor Dumbledore believed that he was a kind boy.

"Allen, take Harry to my side." Professor Dumbledore held onto Allen's arm firmly with one hand and stroked Fox with the other, saying, "Fox, take us to Mrs. Pomfrey."

It was such a magical experience. Alan instantly felt that he was surrounded by a warm breath. This breath was not only gentle, but also made his nerves relax after being tense all night. He felt as if he was bathed in the sun, warm and comfortable.
Chapter completed!