Chapter 74: Principal's Office (modified)

"Phoenix is ​​indeed a magical creature, and its abilities are far more than that. For example, its tears have a strong healing effect ..." Professor Dumbledore was willing to discuss the magic of Fox with Allen, but heard the sound in a hurry Madam Pomfrey coming out of the lounge interrupted them.

"Oh, Harry! What's the trouble with this little guy, principal?" Worthy of Mrs. Pomfrey, who sees patients like brothers and sisters, Nightingale in the magic world. Madam Pomfrey didn't see Dumbledore for the first time, but Harry, who was held in the arms of the principal again, unaware of the personnel.

From the dress point of view, Madam Pomfrey apparently had long been asleep before. Maybe there is some magic in the school hospital, which can remind Mrs. Pomfrey that a patient is coming. Allen thought, what kind of magic can remind you? Before he could come up with a clue, he saw Professor Dumbledore eyed him to answer Madam Pomfrey's question.

"Well, he was probably hit by black magic." Allen explained Harry's injury in a few words under Professor Dumbledore's attention.

Madam Pomfrey directed Alan to carry Harry to the bed in the middle. Then carefully examined Harry. For a while, she took a long breath and said with a tired and relaxed look: "I can heal, I might have some hardships, but he will be fine. The principal, Mr. Alan Harris, if there is nothing, please Let ’s go first. This child needs to rest quietly. He will wake up in a few days. ”It seems that Mrs. Pomfrey is well-intentioned, and apparently feels that Professor Dumbledore and Allen who are on the side are very obstructive Both of them were driven away.

Came out of the school hospital, Alan planned to say goodbye to the principal Dumbledore, but without waiting for him to speak, Professor Dumbledore destroyed his plan.

"Allen, my boy! I believe that after such an exciting night, you need some delicious food to relax. And my office has a lot of delicious food that the school's house-elves don't have!" The smiling white-bearded professor is difficult to make People refuse, not because of his food, but because of his principal's identity.

Allen can say, can only nodded obediently. It is also good to rub some food, so late, the stomach is indeed hungry. Allen comforted himself.

As if seeing through Allen's thoughts, Professor Dumbledore said kindly: "Late night meals can relax our nerves, calm our already empty stomach and let us sleep better."

Allen nodded gently, "Thank you for your hospitality."

"It's a good boy who is polite and lovable. From helping poor Filch, I was convinced that you are kind. Allen, I have noticed you for a long time. Your grades are very good. The professors at the school are very special. I love you, and the other children admire you very much. I have taught an excellent student like you before, and he likes it to everyone, but unfortunately ... "Professor Dumbledore shook his head with regret.

Allen was stagnant. He knew who Professor Dumbledore regretted, but he dared not say it, so he asked curiously, "Professor, who is that person?"

"Well, a boy who has almost the same excellent performance as you, but unfortunately, he finally lost his way. Of course, if there is no distinction between good and bad, he has indeed achieved what ordinary people can't achieve." Professor Dumbledore seemed to be immersed in In the memory of the past.

Allen did not interrupt him, but quietly followed behind him. Fortunately, the distance was short, the school hospital was on the second floor, and the principal's office was set up on the third floor. Soon, they went to the principal's office together.

"Butter Cake." It was a huge ugly stone beast guarding the principal's office. After Professor Dumbledore spoke the correct passphrase, it jumped aside and the entrance of the principal's office opened. Allen followed Professor Dumbledore on the escalator that automatically rotated behind the stone beast. The escalator carried the two to the door of the principal's office at the top.

This is a shiny oak door with a brass door knocker in the shape of a sphinx and eagle. Dumbledore pushed the door in and Allen followed.

Professor Dumbledore guided Alan to a huge table. Alan noticed that the legs of the table were in the shape of giant claws. On the table were placed silverware of various shapes and unknown uses, and gray, shabby sorting hats were placed on the shelf beside the table.

"Allen, please sit down. Let's drink a little honey lemon juice first. I like the sweet taste." Another smile blinked cutely, and Allen smiled in the heart, but smiled cleverly and nodded in agreement.

As Professor Dumbledore prepared food, Allen was quietly observing the principal's office. This is a spacious, beautiful, circular room, and the walls are covered with portraits of old school principals and boys. Perhaps it is too late. They all snored gently in their respective frames. Allen also sensitively noticed that several principals quietly opened their eyes curiously and looked at Allen, probably curious, why are there students still invited to the principal's office so late.

The shelf behind the door is home to Professor Dumbledore ’s pet, Phoenix Fox. Realizing Allen's gaze, Fox glanced at Allen gently, shaking his gorgeous tail. Allen felt from his heart that this phoenix was so elegant and beautiful no matter what it did.

Soon, UU reads the book www.uukanshu.com. In addition to the honey lemonade just mentioned by Professor Dumbledore, a plate of attractive candy, some full-colored berries, and a few pieces of butter cake just mentioned in the passphrase On the table in front of Allen.

"Please, my child. You must be hungry!" Professor Dumbledore kindly handed Allen a large glass of honey and lemonade. Allen nodded gently and took a sip of the drink. It was sweet and slightly cool, making it ideal for drinking on a summer evening.

"Professor, I am me, unique in this world. If it is really similar to others in some qualities, I believe that I will only be better." Alan pondered and gently spit out the thoughts in his heart.

"Yes, my child. You are you, not anyone's copy. Although your excellence is obvious to all, but you are born in a happy house and you are gentle and modest. This is very different from him." Professor Dumbledore's tone, It seemed to respond to Allen, but also to comfort myself.

"Would you like to talk about what happened tonight, Allen?" Professor Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"Of course." Allen felt that there was nothing incomprehensible tonight. He made Harry discover the strangeness of Professor Snape and the way through the trapdoor. Hermione's performance and role in this incident were clear and clear.

He briefly said that he had the ability to go through Professor Snape's flame door, and roughly said what he saw behind the door.

"Courage and wisdom coexist, Alan, you are well-deserved Ravenclaw. Of course, perhaps it was also very appropriate for the branch cap to put you in Gryffindor." Professor Dumbledore seemed a little sorry.

"Do you have any questions for me?" Then, Professor Dumbledore gave Alan the opportunity to ask questions.