Chapter 7: Harry Potter (modified, typo modified)

The holiday seemed to be fleeting. All the rest of the time Immersed in the study of magic books, the time quickly slipped away.

Alan compared with the performance of the first-year wizards in the original plot, it is estimated that his theoretical knowledge of the magic spell should be far more than that of almost all of them. It is estimated that only Miss Master is the exception.

However, he has not yet been able to purchase his own magic wand. The legal regulations of the little wizards cannot cast magic spells at will. They will be found by traces, although this rule is basically false for the pure-blood family with the adult wizard present. Allen believes that this rule actually allows children of the wizarding family to have more time to practice spells than children born to Muggles.

Silent spell casting and wandless casting are too difficult for first-year students. It is far from what a little wizard like him who has n’t even grasped a wand can master it. Obviously, he does n’t have the same skills as Voldemort and Bellatri. Like the illegitimate daughter Delphi Riddle who was not born yet, he was born with the ability to cast spells accurately without a magic wand-the girl nicknamed "Augurey" (TheAugurey) at the Battle of Hogwarts Previously born in March 1998 at Malfoy Manor, she did not attend Hogwarts because of illness, but her blood lineage inherited from Lord Voldemort made her a powerful spell. In the case of one-on-one, she was ten older Harry Potter, who had been an Auror for several years, was not her opponent at all. In addition, she is a serpent, and can fly in the sky without tools like Voldemort.

"Allen, hurry up, come down for breakfast, don't be late."

Interrupted by her mother's call, Alan quickly installed the textbooks, adjusted the clothing from underwear to the school uniforms of the public school in Xiaohuijin District, and cleaned it again. Alan quickly organized himself and ran away. stairs.

Dry off a glass of milk. In the mist of the air, Alan grabbed a slice of bread and carried a school bag to go out, looking forward to colliding with a blue-haired female albino transfer student.

"Wait for Alan, I will start with you today." Albert appeared and stopped Alan.

Allen took the slice of bread back in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Hey, why did n’t my father send me today?"

"My father has something to do, I'll send it today." With a mysterious smile, Albert grabbed Allen's arm for a moment, and Allen felt his arm seemed to be thrown away from his brother's hand. But then the other party grasped more firmly, and he found that the surroundings became colorful, feeling the strong squeezing from all directions, and he was breathless at all, and his chest seemed to be tightly tightened by several iron hoops.

Allen felt his eyes were squeezed back into his head, the eardrums were pressed deep into his head, and then he swallowed the cold morning air freshly, opening his tearful eyes-he thought he seemed to have just A very narrow rubber tube squeezed out.

"Sorry Allen, at least this is more convenient," Albert shrugged and let go of his brother.

"Albert, you bastard! I haven't gotten used to showing up!" Allen, panting against the dizziness, found himself brought to a remote place in his school by his brother with a phantom.

"If you want to play Quidditch in the future, trying to adapt to it will also be very helpful for you to fly with a broom ... Then I have to go a little bit in advance, don't worry about it before you are in class, you should recover for a while." Albert comforted his younger brother in a perfunctory manner, and then turned away.

Slowed down, and found that the slice of bread he had just held in his hand was not only scattered by the corpse, but Alan was frustrated to realize that he would be hungry in the morning.

It was at this moment, "Potter must have been hiding in the toilet. Go to two people and find him! Let him try our new gloves."

Four or five boys with strong statures exuded the smell of sweat and the body odor peculiar to adolescent boys ran past Allen,

Ran back suddenly and violently, "Yo, what are you doing stupidly standing here?" This is brown-haired Peel, a close friend of Harry Potter's cousin Dali Dursley.

"Oh, I'm watching how many fat pigs are running in the race." Allen shrugged and put his hands in the trouser pockets of his school uniform, hitting back easily.

"Where is the pig?" Pierre and Dudley looked left and right, and suddenly realized, "Boy, you are playing me!"

"Harris, you are not looking to beat?" Dudley held out his hand with a new boxing gloves, to Alan wickedly gestures.

"Brother D (BigD), try your new glove, you will be able to beat him like a pig." Moken said, and the others laughed rudely.

"I think you must not want to enter the office on the first day of school." A serious female voice rang behind Dudley.

"Oh, Mrs. Kelly, let's go in here." Students of this age still love and fear the teacher, especially such a serious teacher.

Ms. Kelly wore a woolen long dress and a black wool trench coat. The crisp wool showed the master's exquisiteness and meticulousness. The gold-rimmed glasses on the nose bridge made Ms. Kelly more dignified.

"Alan, why are you still stunned? Haven't you kept up?" Mrs. Kelly stared at Alan seriously.

Allen quickly followed Dudley and his party.

It is undeniable that in the face of the teacher ’s harsh eyes, even if he was a teacher, the memory that belonged to Allen in his mind made him still feel uncomfortable. This is natural suppression, and the students are afraid of the teacher, just like the name is not Jerry. The mice are afraid of cats.

Thinking wildly, Allen entered the classroom.

This classroom is completely different from Allen ’s previous school. The green walls are covered with colorful drawing paper. This is the work of students. The purple bulletin board has various information such as rosters and curriculums.

There are various books scattered around the classroom, some are neatly placed, and some are freely placed by turning over the pages. These books are obviously for students to read.

"Here, Allen!" Some thin boys beckoned to Allen. This is Frog Brown. Allen said here that his friend at the Muggle school was also at his desk.

"Allen, Dursley bought a new boxing glove, and they planned to bully the poor Potter. Although Potter was a weirdo, Dursley did go too far ... yes, I received a new one at Christmas Basketball as a gift, how about we play a few in class ... "

Even if Allen is a good listener, because of the divergent thinking of the other party, he has doubts about his ability to make friends in his heart: "Why are my friends like this style, am I attracted? What about physique? "

Flegg's chattering, a skinny boy wearing a clearly unfit pullover came into the classroom.

A skinny face with complex malnutrition, dark hair and a pair of green eyes, wearing a pair of round-frame glasses glued together with many transparent tapes, and messy black hair even blocking the lightning on the forehead Imprint, with these typical appearance features, Allen can easily recognize his identity.

In fact, the hair that seems to be never smooth is also one of the characteristics of the Potter family. The grandfather of the undead boy, Fremont Porter, even invented the speed smoothing agent. This popular product makes the original The wealth of the Potter family has quadrupled. After retiring, he sold the company with a huge profit-perhaps the rival of Harry ’s father James, Severus Snape ’s greasy hair was more or less and unwilling to use the Potter family Products also matter.

"It's really embarrassing!" Although he was forcibly sent by his father Owen to have a good relationship with the undead boy, but seeing his appearance at this time, Alan couldn't help but think of his happy family life these days. There was a trace of pity in his heart.

Perhaps it was a deliberate arrangement, Potter ’s seat was in front of Allen.

"Potter, how did you get rid of Dursley?" Flegg asked, who asked.

"Oh, I'm just used to it, I know how to get rid of them." Harry Potter had learned how to get rid of trouble better when he was bullied by Dali for a long time.

"Potter, come with us when class is over so that Dursley will not trouble you." Allen saw Harry's trouble at a glance. Allen planned to use this matter to contact Harry, which was also to complete his father's. Wish, anyway, the purpose of father Owen is similar to Lucius Malfoy's idea in the original book, just let his son make friends with the legendary savior in advance.

As for Hogwarts, let's look at my own wishes and details.

"Thank you." Harry did not hesitate and immediately agreed-no one in the school would like to be a good friend of the weird Harry. With such an opportunity, Harry naturally has to seize it.

Suddenly the room became quiet. The phrase "Just afraid of the air suddenly being quiet" was very reasonable. It was Mrs. Kelly who came in.

She stood on the podium, and her sharp eyes scanned the classroom, and the students were all quiet. This is the charm of the experienced class teacher-or deterrent.

"The new semester has begun. First of all, I want to say what your school uniforms look like? Mr. Dudley Dursley, put on your coat and put your boxing gloves on the desk."

The big man Dudley put his gloves at a speed different from his physique. UU reads www. uukanshu.com put on clothes and sat down well.

"Miss Nam Yang, remove the exaggerated red flower from your head."

"Roger, tuck your underwear into your pants."

Allen saw Harry in front of him desperately smoothing his stubborn hair-it was destined to be in vain.

Among a group of quail-like students, Mrs. Kelly saw Alan at a glance, and a trace of appreciation and comfort flashed from her old-fashioned expression-just now Alan secretly used the function of the new wizard's robe to give herself extra A "clean and new" is very useful for this occasion.

"Mr. Harris, please stand up." Mrs. Kelly called.

Allen answered.

"Young gentlemen, please look at Mr. Harris, this is the model of student dress. Look at him, then look at you! Do not compare with the finishing?" In Mrs. Kelly's harsh voice, Allen said I think I heard the other person's approval of myself.

Potter looked at Alan with some envy, and his soft light blonde hair was obediently attached to his scalp. The light blue school uniform on his body was as neat as a new dress, and there seemed to be no wrinkles. Cool, making Allen look like the top students in the private colleges of the rich.

This also made Harry, who had not yet known how much gold gallon was hidden in the Potter's vault, even less confident and ashamed.

After Mrs. Kelly said a lot of notes in school, the students were obviously even more listless.

"Next, I want to introduce you to the new science teacher." Mrs. Kelly saw the status of the students, so she directly said the focus of today.

The curiosity of the classmates was mobilized as she wished.