Chapter 287: Back to school

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

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

And, obviously, there is a toxin on Maggie's needle stick that makes Maggie hard to resist.

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

Maggie's distorted face, which was originally distorted by pain, gradually calmed down. She felt a heat flow into her body, which was very warm.

She moved her fingers, and was surprised to find that the strength seemed to be pumped completely, and also re-injected into the body with the heat flow.

After adjusting for a while, Maggie shook her head, stood upright, and blinked in surprise.

She rubbed her head and felt as good as before.

"Maggie, how are you doing? How do you feel?" Although he knew the effect of his antidote, Alan asked a little uncomfortably.

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

"Why do you apologize? You did a good job." Alan stroked Maggie's cerebellum and comforted.

After thinking for a while, Allen temporarily deformed the dragon skin protective gloves that he had taken out before, and transformed it into a size suitable for Maggie, and handed it to the house elf.

Black on the side was shocked, not because of Allen ’s extremely smooth transformation, but because he dared to give the house elves the clothes!

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

And she will certainly use all her enthusiasm and strength to return this generous and gentle master.

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

He declined Sirius's good intentions to send him home, phantomed in front of Sirius, and went to Aunt Josephine's manor.

After going through court trial and collecting treasures, the sky gradually darkened, the setting sun dropped, and came to the manor again. Allen's feeling was completely different from the previous one.

Allen felt that the greatest joy in winter was the delightful tranquility and the tranquility of the bare tree trunk.

Even if there is a breeze, no sound can be heard here, because there is no holly and no evergreen tree to whine.

The bare hawthorn and hazel bushes were as silent as the worn white stones in the middle of the trail.

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

A clear voice, distant and clear, broke the silence and shattered the rustling wind.

The voice came from the terrace on the second floor, and Allen looked up, Clark.

Although this little female ghost enjoys the pleasant time of a manor's exclusive manor, it is still very welcome to Alan's arrival.

Allen smiled and said hello to Clark, and then quickly entered the manor-the ghost told Aunt Allen Josephine that he hadn't returned home after going out.

Allen found the Chamber of Secrets familiarly, and collected all the things Maggie carried in the tower of Ravenclaw.

After sending a letter to Mr. Harris, telling him whereabouts, Allen returned to Hogwarts.

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

Walking on the path that leads to the castle, Allen is like walking in a painting, the foreground rendered in dark ink-a large rock or the thick branches of a large oak tree, from time to time covering the distant castle Green hills, bright horizon and mottled clouds.

But just before entering the castle, the silence was broken.

"Allen, Allen Harris!" A voice yelled.

Allen followed his prestige and turned out to be Remus Lupin, a professor of black magic defense.

He looked at himself solemnly, and Professor McGonagall, next to him, always wrote with anxiety on his serious face.

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

Hearing Professor Lupin's shouts, he looked at Allen.

what's going on?

Had Harry learned about Sirius and got into trouble again?

Allen stepped up and hurried to Professor Lupin and Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Harris, you are back! Do you know the traces of Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy?" Professor McGonagall simply asked.

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

Professor Lu Ping nodded heavily, "Yeah, we are looking for. Lu Na said she once saw them follow you into the Forbidden Forest."

"Ah?" Allen recalled the situation that day, and had never seen them both!

Alan looked at Luna aside, and Luna's big light silver eyes fixedly looked at Alan, as if she had always been in a trance.

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

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

"Did you ask Professor Snape? He was there that day, maybe he knew their whereabouts." Allen said his guess ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ We also contacted Professor Snape, but I don't know why, The owl sent has not returned yet. Professor McGonagall said quickly.

Of course not found!

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

James Potter

Born March 27, 1960

Died October 31, 1981

Lily Potter

Born January 30, 1960

Died October 31, 1981

The last enemy to be eliminated is death.

What if the dwarf star Peter was kissed by the dementor!

As soon as he thought of Lily's decaying corpse lying under the snow and stones, cold and unconscious, Professor Snape's tears burst into a sudden.

The tears were so hot that they froze in the face instantly.

But he did nothing.

What's the point of wiping and hiding?