Chapter 312: Registration (modified, thanks to Super Silver Dameng Ksg, phantom ...

"Oh shit!" At this moment, Owen's curse came from the sofa area behind Allen.

Alan quickly looked over, and saw his father frowning. He pinched a slightly curved light blond hair, his expression looked like he had just swallowed a lemon.

"It seems that as Allen returned to its original shape, the phoenix's feathers also changed back to its original shape, losing its magic power." Albert summed his chin.

He looked at Allen again and smiled, "This is your body hair? Which part?"

Allen's face was distorted by embarrassment. He glared at his father and walked in front of Owen to try to get his body hair back.

"If that's the case--" Irving raised his hand to avoid the anxiety of his younger son, while looking at his elder son again.

Albert immediately became alert and took a step back.

Irving tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, no doubt, the goal was Albert.

Albert embraced his arms and shouted angrily: "Why me again?"

Irving did not answer, but grabbed the dagger and walked towards Albert.

"Wait, Dad, I'll come by myself!" Albert shouted again and again.

Irving wondered about the elder son's initiative, he stopped and looked at Albert.

"You drew too deep!" Albert's eyes were full of complaints.

Irving threw the dagger to Albert with an innocent look.

Albert curled his lips, raised his dagger neatly, and gave himself a knife.

Owen quickly and carefully dropped the tears of Phoenix remaining in the cup on Albert's wound.

Albert looked at him expectantly, and he still remembered the feeling of being cold and comfortable.

However, as soon as Phoenix Tears touched his wound, Albert's expression became strange.

Owen stared closely at Albert's wound, and everyone else gathered around to see if it would change.

Blood continued to flow from the wound.

Seeing his father finally take his eyes off his arm, Albert quickly took out the wound medicine and sprinkled it on the wound, and took another bottle of medicine.

Soon, the wound healed with the potion.

"As Allen returned to its original state, the feathers and tears of this Phoenix lost their effectiveness." Owen said regretfully, glancing at Allen at the same time.

Alan couldn't help crying, but in order to maintain their efficacy, wouldn't he be a phoenix forever?

At the end of the experiment, the crowd returned to the lobby on the first floor.

At the celebration dinner carefully prepared by his mother Morgan Le Fay, Allen officially introduced his three female friends to his family ...

"Let me introduce to you, this is our Hogwarts Student Council Chairwoman, Miss Penello Krivat, and a Ravenclaw student."

Penello smiled and stood up generously. At this time, she took out the temperament of the female chairman of the student union, and even looked more dignified than usual. She did not have the charm of being in peace with Alan in peace, but when she looked When Daisy teased her eyes, she flew Shuangxia immediately.

"Miss Luna Lovegood, now a grade lower than me, is also Ravenclaw."

Mr. Harris looked at Luna with interest, "Is this Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood's daughter?"

Hearing the words, Luna's light silver eyes finally focused on Owen from the loose state, and she nodded.

Allen smiled and continued to introduce: "This, Hermione Granger, is a brave Gryffindor, but also has the wisdom of Ravenclaw."

Hermione listened to Allen's compliments, blushing, and burst out with a suppressed smile that she was usually praised by the professor but could not resist being too indulgent.

"They are my friends at Hogwarts, the backbone of the training class, and trustworthy people," Allen concluded.

As soon as he finished speaking, he met Owen's eyes full of interest, and Allen immediately remembered the letter from his father Owen.

Allen couldn't help but get hot, and quickly shifted the topic to look at Animagus.

His father Owen was more concerned about the prestige that Alan registered Animagus would bring, and what practical benefits, as for the registration of such a thing, he was there without worrying about the process.

This is indeed the case. Early the next morning, Irving went to Hogwarts to take leave with Professor Allan's Dean Flitwick, and then took his younger son to the Ministry of Magic for testing and registration.

Unlike the last visit to the interrogation, this time, Allen was taken to an extremely decorated room.

Witches and witches in uniforms are already waiting on the sofa.

Ron handed them a stack of parchment, and there was a sudden sigh of breath immediately.

"You successfully transformed Animagus, and the form is a magical creature-Phoenix?" A witch wearing gold-framed glasses asked Allen with a loud and deep voice.

If it were n’t for Irving ’s current power in the Ministry of Magic, she would simply want to break up the material in her hands.

Registering Animagus is a very serious matter. She has no time and no mood to play games with children.

Allen saw her suspicions and wisely didn't bother to explain much, just nodded.

But apparently, the other party wanted to confirm again. She looked very serious, staring closely at Allen's eyes.

"You have transformed into a complete form of Animagus?"

"Yes," Allen nodded.

"A Phoenix?" She asked Shen Sheng.

Allen nodded again.

"Does your Animagus have the magic of a phoenix? I mean ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It's not just a phoenix's appearance?"

"Yes, I'm sure it has magic powers." Although Allen was asked a little impatiently, he apparently maintained the politeness and upbringing that a pure-blood wizard should have.

"Then I think you need to become Animagus now to prove that you are not lying." Her tone sounded aggressive.

Alan glanced at his father in surprise. Under the current circumstances, there are people who dare to be so rude?

Mr. Irving Harris has a blank face, obviously annoyed by this situation.

Testing should be, but such a tone and attitude is not normal.

Alan pursed her lips, determined to speak with strength, and in the eyes of everyone, turned into a phoenix directly.

Then, on the ground, the trace of the Phoenix disappeared, and then appeared behind the not-so-female female magic official.

She was obviously taken aback. She flipped through Allen's information, her eyes lit up, and she continued to ask.

"Are you 13 years old now?"

"Yes." Allen didn't think there was anything wrong with his age.

"You learned in school? Who taught you?"

"Yes. Professor Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick, Professor Lupin ... I have learned a lot from each professor." Allen kept dripping.

"What are you wondering, Alex Morgan? This is not a normal review word, right?" Irving looked somber as if he could drip water.

"It's amazing," Alex Morgan looked at Mr. Harris indifferently. "He can become Animagus at his age ... It's really amazing. But what we need to check is his Animagus Is Sri Lanka really magical, or is it justified. "