Chapter 292: moonlight

Ron looked at Sirius in the distance and gave Harry another look, hesitant. In the end, he still didn't utter his suspicions about Allen.

"The next time we go to Hogsmeade, we can have fun playing." Ron fiddled with the little owl in his hand and couldn't help it.

Harry touched the parchment with Sirius' signature and smiled again. That's good. He is leaving Dursley's house!

Allen didn't know that Sirius had told Harry to stay away from his "bad boy".

What he is now thinking about is how to organize the evening training!

Before he could understand, Professor Flitwick was standing on a stack of thick magic books beckoning Allen, obviously having something to say.

"Professor Flitwick!" Allen quickly stepped forward, looking at his most respected dean.

"Alan, have you figured out how to conduct the training tonight?" Professor Flitwick asked with a smile.

"Professor, do you have any good suggestions?" Although Allen had some thoughts in his mind, but looking at the situation, Professor Flitwick's expression made him want to give himself some advice.

"Look at our college, all classes are organized according to age. The number of people in your training class is no longer suitable for group teaching. Why don't you divide the little wizards and teach targeted content?" Professor Flitwick suggested Road.

Allen heard the words and quickly thanked-hierarchical teaching, which coincided with his ideas.

The sun gradually fell to the mountain, and with the gentleness that had never been before, it spilled into the curse classroom.

After having dinner in the auditorium, Allen and Penello hurried to the Curse Classroom. They had to arrange the classroom before the little wizards arrived.

When the two were all ready, the silver brilliance of the moon also shone on the magnificent Hogwarts Castle with a ribbon that had never been seen before.

When the moon saw them sitting at a long table side by side, they shone through the gap in the window and shone on their faces.

"Allen, I didn't expect that your training will become an activity that excellent little wizards yearn for." Penello said softly, "Are you happy?"

"It's our training class, Penello. It's inseparable from your daily management." Allen looked at the moonlight on Penello's face. His attention was not much on the conversation.

At this time, Penello is very different from the previous capable and domineering. In the moonlight, it looks so charming.

She laid her hands on her knees alternately, leaning her chin on one hand.

On the gently raised leg, a black wizard robe slipped down. It can be clearly seen that her slender and sturdy legs are tightly wrapped with a pair of black stockings with good texture, which shines beautifully. .

Her shoes and matching laces were plain, but unexpectedly delicate and cute.

She wears a dark blue delicate hair accessory on her head, with a chic look, making the delicate face even more pretty.

Penelo was delighted, and apparently enjoyed such a quiet time. Her bright and twinkling eyes glowed in the moonlight; her face was flushed with a healthy blush.

She seemed to feel Allen's gaze, and looked back at Allen, her eyebrows lightly, a strange expression on her forehead, so unique, but very beautiful.

She raised her hand nervously, as if trying to grasp something with this unconscious motion, or cheer herself up.

"Allen, I'm graduating this year." Penello's voice was a little sad, a little confused, and a little nervous.

"Graduation?" Allen repeated, he didn't understand, what was she nervous about? Is the president of the Hogwarts Female Students' Association still worried about being unemployed upon graduation?

"Allen, what kind of work do you want me to do?" Penello asked, but from her staring eyes, Allen could indeed see that she attached great importance to his answer.

"I hope you don't have to worry about it, you don't have to be wronged because of money, I hope you don't bow your head because of power. The most important thing is to do a job you are interested in." Allen said slowly while looking at Penelow's golden thick hair, he can't imagine whether such a beautiful person in front of him will be stained with haze, frost and snow under the tempering of society.

Penelo's beautiful face suddenly burst into a somewhat complicated smile.

Allen can be sure that signs of wisdom and determination have definitely appeared.

He was curious, not knowing what profession Penello wanted to pursue after graduating-thinking about it, he also asked.

"Auror." Penello gave an answer that surprised Allen.

For Penello, as a Muggle-born child, wanting to gain a foothold in the magic world and want to gain fame and status as quickly as possible, the fastest way is to become an Auror and make a contribution.

Allen saw her firmness, so she did n’t persuade the other party that the profession was too dangerous. He nodded and added, “If this job makes you tired, you can end at any time. we."

The moonlight is like flowing water, and the silver glow is quietly sprinkled, and the interior is warm and peaceful.

Suddenly, Penello turned around, her eyes sparkling, and she suddenly stretched her hands towards Allen, hugged his neck, bent down, bent her knees, and put her face in his arms, "Thank you, Ai Lun. "

Allen suddenly stiffened, and he felt the infinite friendship contained in the soft body in front of him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I don't know why, the young teenager couldn't help but be enchanted.

In this moonlight, Allen was agitated, spreading his arms, and holding back Penello, who is now taller than him, tightly, and felt the same restless heart.

Breathe softly, warm and soft red lips, between the two, full of smile, warm smell.

Just as the two fell deeper and deeper, he heard footsteps in the corridor stairs-more than one.

Allen gently lifted Penelope to help her straighten her long hair: "Someone is coming."

Penello looked out of the door suspiciously. After a while, he and I saw Edward and Michael, and a few Hufflepuff classmates walked into the classroom.

Gradually, more and more people are getting closer and closer to the start of the training.

Allen and Penello seemed to be okay, and they talked and laughed with everyone.

Only in the occasional eye contact and the occasional smile can reveal a lingering smell.

When everyone was there, Penello was again standing on the podium for the neat and competent female student union, explaining the rules of the training and distributing the gold medals of the training communication.

Allen looked at the beautiful and generous Penello on the podium. He also had his own task to complete-grouping, and selected excellent wizards as the team leader, responsible for the training of the whole group.

"Everyone has already been divided into groups. We usually unite and help each other. We will organize the games in groups. The team with the fastest progress will receive a mysterious gift. As for the training leader, this time is only tentative. We will base on our future performance. Let's determine the final candidate. "

Penello applied the rules of carrot sticks to perfection.