Hogwarts Everything is Three

Chapter 287: Back to school

Unless the user toggles a special switch, the tiny steel needle that pops out will pierce anyone who tries to use the sword.

It is actually very practical because it can be placed on any weapon, tool or similar item.

And, obviously, this pogo pin has a toxin that Maggie can hardly resist.

Allen took out the antidote prepared with the horn of a unicorn and poured it gently into Maggie's mouth.

Maggie's originally distorted face due to pain gradually eased, and she felt a stream of heat pouring into her body, very warm.

She moved her fingers and was pleasantly surprised to find that the strength that seemed to have been completely pumped was also injected into the body again with the flow of heat.

After getting used to it for a while, Maggie shook her head, stood up straight, and blinked in surprise.

She rubbed her head and felt as good as before.

"Maggie, are you okay? How are you feeling?" Although he knew the effect of his antidote, Alan asked a little more uneasy.

Maggie looked at Alan who was worried, blinked her big wet eyes, and said, "Master, Maggie feels good, I'm really sorry."

"Why do you have to apologize? You did a good job." Allen stroked Maggie's little head and soothed.

After thinking about it, Allen temporarily deformed the dragon leather protective gloves that he had taken out, reduced it to a size suitable for Maggie, and handed it to the house elf.

Blake on the side was shocked, not because of Ellen's extremely smooth transfiguration, but because he actually dared to give clothes to the house elves!

Maggie took it without hesitation and put it on her hand. She naturally knew that Ellen would never drive her away.

And she will inevitably use all her enthusiasm and strength to repay this generous and gentle master.

After the room was cleaned up by Maggie, outside the door of Grimmauld Place 12, Allen waved goodbye to Sirius.

He declined Sirius's kindness to send him home, Apparated in front of Sirius, and went to Aunt Josephine's manor.

After going through court trials and collecting treasures, the sky gradually darkened, the sunset was low, and when he came to the manor again, Alan felt completely different from before.

Allen felt that the greatest joy in winter was the pleasing silence and the tranquility of the bare tree trunks.

Even if there is a breeze, there is no sound here, because there is no holly or evergreen tree to make a whirling sound.

The bare hawthorns and hazel bushes were as silent as the worn white stone in the middle of the path.

Why haven't you discovered the cuteness of this manor before?

A crisp sound, distant and clear, broke the tranquility and shattered the rustling wind.

The sound came from the balcony on the second floor, and Allen looked up at the sound, it was Clark.

Although this little ghost enjoys the cozy time when she owns the manor alone, she welcomes Allen's arrival very much.

Ellen smiled and greeted Clark, and then quickly entered the manor-the ghost told Ellen that Aunt Josephine had not returned home after she left.

Alan found the secret room in a familiar manner, and collected everything that Maggie had carried inside into the Ravenclaw tower.

After sending Benny to Mr. Harris to inform him of his whereabouts, Allen returned to Hogwarts.

Above the towering castle, there was a rising moon, which was pale as a cloud at first, but immediately brightened, overlooking Hogwarts.

Walking on the path leading to the castle, Allen seemed to be walking in a painting. The foreground rendered in dense ink-large cliffs or the thick branches of a big oak tree, occasionally covering the castle in the distant view, Verdant mountains, bright horizons and mottled clouds.

But when he was about to step into the castle, the silence was broken.

"Ellen, Ellen Harris!" a voice shouted.

Allen followed his reputation and turned out to be Remus Lupin, a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

He looked at himself solemnly, and Professor McGonagall next to him was full of anxiety on his always serious face.

Harry, Hermione, and Luna were standing behind the two professors, talking about something.

Hearing Professor Lupin’s shout, he also looked at Allen.

what's going on?

Did Harry get into trouble after learning about Sirius?

Allen quickened his pace and rushed to Professor Lupin and Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Harris, you're back! Do you know where Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy are?" Professor McGonagall asked directly.

"I don't know, Ron and Draco? Are they missing?" Allen asked.

Professor Lupin nodded heavily, "Yes, we are looking for it. Luna said that she once saw them follow you into the Forbidden Forest."

"Huh?" Allen recalled the situation that day, and hadn't seen either of them at all!

Allen looked at Luna on the side, and Luna's big light silver eyes looked at Allen steadily, seeming as always in a trance.

Allen immediately decided that Luna could not lie, that is to say, he was followed that day? But from the beginning to the end, it was a pity that he was eager to arrest Peter that day, and he didn't pay attention to them behind him. This also made him feel that it was a bit careless, and he did not have enough experience in this area.

But soon, he thought of someone who might know their whereabouts.

"Did you ask Professor Snape? He was there that day, maybe he knows their whereabouts." Allen said his guess~www.ltnovel.com~ We have also contacted Professor Snape, but I don’t know why. The owl sent out has not yet come back. "Professor McGonagall said quickly.

Of course not!

In the cemetery in Godric Valley, Professor Snape stood in front of a tomb made of white marble. The inscription on the tombstone seemed to shine in the dark.

James Potter

Born on March 27, 1960

Died on October 31, 1981

Lily Potter

Born January 30, 1960

Died on October 31, 1981

The last enemy to be destroyed is death.

What if Peter Pettigrew is kissed by the Dementor!

As long as the thought of Lily's rotting body lying under the snow and rocks, cold and unconscious, tears burst out of Professor Snape.

The tears were hot and hot, and instantly froze on his face.

But he did nothing.

What's the point of wiping and disguising?