Chapter 368： Ferret incident (modified)

The next morning, the storm ceased, but there was still a cloud of mist on the ceiling of the auditorium.

When Allen, Michael, and Edward studied their schedule for this semester while having breakfast, they were rolling thick clouds of blue-grey clouds over their heads.

Although Dumbledore made strict selection of the warriors last night, the unwilling little wizards still discussed the magical methods to make them older, and then fooled through the competition to participate in the top three.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound over their heads, and a hundred owls flew in from the open window to give everyone the morning mail.

Mrs. Harris no longer mailed Allen large and small packages of pastries and food. Because as long as she prepares enough food in the tower, Allen can take it at any time.

"Allen, this is what my mother asked me to pass on to you." Malfoy handed a large bag of candy and cake to Allen.

"Thank you!" Allen took it with a smile, smiling.

Malfoy's eyes lighted up, and he returned to the Slytherin table full of energy.

Many times, out of protection, people will subconsciously reject the good intentions of others.

But in fact, at the same time as refusing, it also rejected the idea that others wanted to make good friends with you.

Never be afraid to owe human affection, and don't be afraid that you owe others not yet. The friendship gradually deepened in your coming and going.

During the first lesson, Ravenclaws felt the difference in the fourth grade, and Professor Flitwick actually took the quiz.

"It seems that your little brains have forgotten the knowledge of the last semester." Professor Flitwick sighed and began to count down one by one.

A low, thick bell sounded, and the get out of class was over. With the exception of Allen, almost all Ravenclaws were relieved and left the Curse Classroom.

"Ha, Malfoy, look at you in the morning, and give Alan a tribute tribute respectfully. Does it feel good to get the master's approval?"

Far away, Allen heard Ron's exaggerated laughter, "Look at what you were like, like a pug shaking her head!"

Allen stepped forward and found that at this time, everyone in the hall was listening to Ron and Malfoy.

"Pug? I saw a real pug at the World Cup, nodded to everyone who came in. That's your brother-Percy, right!" Malfoy squinted Ron, dragging his tone. .

Everyone in the hall looked at Ron, and Ron clenched his wand in his hand.

"Go away, Malfoy," Harry said, "don't care, Ron ..."

"Oh, yes, Potter, you lived with them this summer, didn't you?" Malfoy said sarcastically, "So please tell me, did his brother hold you up to heaven, the star of salvation?" ? "

"What about you, Malfoy?" Harry said--he grabbed the back of Ron's robe and didn't let him pounce on Malfoy-"Look at the expression when you face Allen, like a pug Seeing the bones! "

Malfoy's pale face turned slightly red.

"How dare you insult Allen, Potter."

"Then shut your fat mouth," Harry said, frowning, glancing at Allen beside his eyes, and turned away.

boom!

Several people screamed silently--

Allen pouted, and Malfoy's curse was to be strengthened, aiming at Ron but almost hitting Harry.

At this time, another loud noise was heard. boom! Then a roar echoed in the hall.

"Oh, no, boy!"

Everyone quickly turned around, and Professor Moody limped down the marble stairs. With a wand in his hand, he pointed directly at a snow-white ferret, who was trembling on the slate floor, which was where Malfoy stood just now.

There was a terrible silence in the hall. Moody turned to look at Harry—at least, his normal eyes looked at Harry, and the other eye got into his head.

"Did he hurt you?" Moody asked angrily, his voice low and hoarse.

"No," Harry said, "no hit."

"Don't touch it!" Moody yelled.

"Don't touch—what?" Harry asked inexplicably.

"It's not about you--it's him!" Moody shouted again, raised his thumb, and pointed to Crabbe over his shoulder. Crabbe was about to pick up the ferret, but was scared to stay where he was. Moody's dangling eyes seemed to be magical, and he could see what was behind his head.

Moody limped towards Crabbe, Goyle, and the ferret. The ferret screamed in horror, escaped, and ran towards the underground classroom.

"I don't believe this evil!" Moody yelled and pointed his wand at the ferret—the ferret suddenly rose to ten feet high in the air, slammed to the ground, and then suddenly rose again.

"I don't like the people who are attacking others in the back," Moody said gruffly-then the ferret jumped and screamed in pain, "This is the most dirty and mean. Cowardly behavior ... "

The ferret jumped into the air, swinging its four legs and tail in despair.

"No longer--not allowed--this--do--" Moody said, and every time the ferret fell on the slate floor and jumped up suddenly, he burst out a word.

Bang, another loud noise came, not Malfoy.

Everyone turned to look at Professor Moody's position just now. A penguin stood on the floor crookedly, flapping its short wings desperately, trying to control its fat body.

Seeing everyone's eyes, the penguin seemed to be angrily angry, and fell directly to the ground.

The little wizards in the hall couldn't help laughing, but thinking of the identity of the penguin in front of them immediately suppressed the laughter.

Allen came out and pointed his wand at the penguin—the penguin suddenly rose to a height of ten feet high, exactly the same height as the ferret, and then fell on the ground with a snap, and then again Suddenly he rose up, and many parts of his body had been shaved off, revealing bare bird skin.

He looked up at the penguin who was head-to-head and constantly fell to the ground. Although his light-colored eyes shed tears due to pain and shame, his clenched fists and red cheeks were telling him excitement.

"I don't like to attack people behind the back and bully the small ones," Allen deliberately imitated Moody's tone of speech-when the penguin jumped higher and higher, screaming in pain, a long white The dung spewed out, just hitting Ron's mouth with wide open mouth and stunned eyes.

Ron closed his mouth all at once, and after a moment of stunnedness, he supported Harry with a whimper, his chest undulating violently, and the people around him immediately evaded from a distance.

"Alan Harris!" Said a surprised voice.

Professor McGonagall was coming down the marble stairs, holding a stack of books in his arms.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall," Allen said quietly, making the penguin jump higher.

"You—what are you doing?" Professor McGonagall asked, her eyes moving along the penguins that were jumping in the air.

"Lessons learned." Allen said.

"Lesson—why, Alan, is that a student?" Professor McGonagall exclaimed, the book in his arms scattered on the ground.

"No." Allen said.

Professor McGonagall gave a sigh of relief, but Allen's next words made her mouth squeeze immediately.

"It's Professor Moody." Allen said.

"Oh my god!" Professor McGonagall called, hurried down the stairs, and pulled out his wand.

However, half a day later, the penguin remained unchanged.

At this moment, with a crackling noise, Draco Malfoy was relieved of the spell by Allen. He shrunk into a ball and lay on the slate floor, his slippery yellowish hair scattered on his now dazzling face. After a while, he stood up, trembling.

"Alan Harris, quickly restore Professor Moody ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Professor McGonagall looked at Alan sternly. She knew that Alan must have used strong magic to enhance the effect of transformation. There is no way to unlock it in time.

"Professor McGonagall, Moody, as a professor, actually shot Malfoy as a student, turning him into a ferret. I did what Professor Moody did to Malfoy." Allen With a loud voice, Malfoy nodded, his eyes filled with tears.

"But this is not a reason for a student to deal with the professor. You should report to the professor first." Professor McGonagall's lips were pursed, his face serious and his tone serious.

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall. I'm not punishing an unruly professor as a student, but as a school manager," Allen narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"Professor, if you look at Weasley's situation, you know that it is not suitable for lifting the curse immediately." Malfoy looked viciously at the penguin who had fallen to the ground.

"Go to the school doctor's office first." Professor McGonagall made a decision, holding the penguin in his hand.

Malfoy walked to Ron before he left, deliberately imitating the Scottish accent in his ears and whispering "Shit you."

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