Chapter 7: Harry Potter (corrected, typos corrected)

　　 The vacation seemed to be fleeting, and Allen spent the rest of the time immersed in the study of magic books, and time quickly slipped away.
　　 Looking at the performance of the first-year little wizards in the original plot, Allen estimated that his theoretical knowledge of magic spells should far surpass almost all of them, and it is estimated that only Miss Know-How is an exception.
However, he has not yet been able to purchase his own magic wand. The law stipulates that the little wizard cannot cast spells at will, and will be found by Zongsi. Although this rule is basically a fiction for a pure-blooded family with adult wizards around. Allen believes that this rule actually allows children of the wizard family to have more time to practice spells than children born from Muggles.
Silent spellcasting and wandless spellcasting are too difficult for the first-year students. They are far from being able to be mastered by a little wizard like him who has never even held a wand. Obviously, he does not currently have the skills like Voldemort and Bellatree Like the unborn illegitimate daughter Delphi Riddle, who was born with the ability to cast spells accurately without a wand-the girl nicknamed "The Augurey" at the Battle of Hogwarts She was born in Malfoy Manor in March 1998. She did not go to school at Hogwarts because of her illness. However, the blood inherited from Voldemort made her strong in spells. In the one-on-one situation, she was ten years older. Harry Potter, who had been an Auror at a few years old, was not her opponent at all. In addition, she is also a snake-like voice, and can fly in the sky without tools like Voldemort.
　　 "Ellen, hurry up, come down for breakfast, don't be late."
Interrupted by her mother's call, Allen quickly installed the textbooks, adjusted her clothes from underwear to the uniforms of the public school in Xiaohuijin District, and then cleaned it up. Allen quickly sorted herself and ran off. stairs.
　　 Finished a glass of milk. In the mist, Allen took a slice of bread, carrying a schoolbag and preparing to go out, hoping to collide with a transfer student with blue hair albino.
　　 "Wait Alan, I will leave with you today." Albert appeared and stopped Alan.
　　 Alan took the slice of bread back in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Hey, why didn't my father send me today?"
"Father has something to do, I'll send it today." With a mysterious smile, Albert grabbed Alan’s arm and for a moment, Alan felt that his arm was about to be thrown away from his brother’s. But then the opponent grasped more firmly. He found that the surroundings became colorful, and he felt the strong squeezing from all directions, and he couldn't breathe at all. His chest seemed to be tightened by several iron hoops.
Allen felt that his eyeballs were squeezed back into his head, and his eardrums were pressed into the depths of his head. Then he gulped in the cold fresh air in the morning and opened his tearful eyes. A very narrow rubber tube squeezed out.
　　 "Sorry Ellen, at least it's more convenient, isn't it?" Albert shrugged and let go of his brother.
　　 "Albert you bastard! I'm not used to appearing with my followers yet!" Alan, panting heavily to resist the dizziness, found himself led by his brother to a remote part of his school using Apparition.
"If you want to play Quidditch in the future, trying to adapt to it will also be helpful for you to fly with a broom... Then I have to leave a bit beforehand. Don't worry about it is too early for your class time. You should recover for a while." Albert comforted his brother perfunctorily, then turned around and drove away.
　　 After regaining his consciousness, he realized that the slices of bread he had just held in his hand had been scattered and scattered. Alan realized with a sense of frustration that he was going to be hungry in the morning.
　　 Just then, "Potter must have hid in the toilet. Go to two people and find him! Let him try our new gloves."
　　 Four or five boys with strong builds ran away from Allen, exuding the smell of sweat and the peculiar body odor of adolescent boys.
　　 suddenly ran back again, "Yeah, why are you standing stupidly here?" This is the brown-haired Peel, a close friend of Harry Potter's cousin Dali Dursley.
　　 "Oh, I'm watching a few fat pigs running in a race." Allen shrugged, put his hands in the pockets of the school uniform, and hit back easily.
　　 "Where are the pigs?" Peel and Dudley looked around, then suddenly realized, "Boy, you are playing tricks on 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 gloves, you will be able to beat him like a pig yelling." Moken said, and the others laughed wildly.
　　 "I think you definitely don't want to enter the office on the first day of school." A serious female voice sounded behind Dudley.
　　 "Oh, Mrs. Kelly, let's go in now." Students at this age still love and fear the teacher, especially such a serious teacher.
　　Ms. Kelly is wearing a woolen long skirt and a black wool trench coat. The crisp wool shows the owner's sophistication and meticulousness. The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose make Mrs. Kelly more dignified.
　　 "Ellen, what are you doing in a daze? Still not keeping up?" Mrs. Kelly stared at Ellen seriously.
　　 Allen quickly followed Dudley and his party.
It is undeniable that facing the teacher’s stern gaze, even though he was a teacher, the memory of Alan in his mind still makes him feel uncomfortable. This is natural suppression. The students are afraid of the teacher, just like the name is not Jerry. The mouse is afraid of the cat.
　　 Thinking wildly, Allen entered the classroom.
　　 This classroom is completely different from Ellen’s previous school. The green walls are covered with colorful drawing paper, which is the work of students, and the purple bulletin board contains various information such as roster and class schedule.
　　 There are various books scattered around the classroom. Some are neatly placed, and some are placed at random with their pages turned up. These books are obviously left to the students to read.
　　 "Here, Ellen!" Some thin boys waved to Ellen. This was Floyd Brown. Allen said that the friends he met in Muggle school were also his deskmates.
"Allen, Dursley bought new gloves, and they are going to bully poor Potter. Although Potter is a weird person, Dursley and the others are really too much... By the way, I received a new one at Christmas. As a gift, how about playing a few basketballs between classes..."
Even if Allen is a good listener, his divergent thinking makes him question his ability to make friends: "Why are my friends all in this style? Do I have an appealing chat What about physique?"
　　 Amidst Freig's constant chatter, a thin boy in an obviously unfit pullover sweater walked into the classroom.
A thin face with a look of malnutrition, dark hair and emerald green eyes, wearing a pair of round-frame glasses glued together with a lot of scotch tape, messy black hair even blocking the forehead lightning Imprint, by virtue of these typical appearance features, Allen can easily recognize his identity.
In fact, the hair that seems to be stuttered forever is also one of the characteristics of the Porter family. The grandfather of the boy who survived the catastrophe, Fremont Porter, even invented the quick-smoothing hair lotion. Wealthyly, the wealth of the Potter family quadrupled. After retiring, he sold the company with a huge profit-perhaps Harry’s father James’s rival, Severus Snape’s greasy hair is more or less unwilling to use the Potter’s house The product is also related.
"It's really embarrassing!" Although he was forcibly sent by his father Owen to have a relationship with the boy who survived the catastrophe, seeing his appearance at this time, Allen couldn't help thinking of his happy family life these days. There was a hint of pity in his heart.
　　 Perhaps it was a deliberate arrangement, and Potter's seat was in front of Allen.
　　 "Potter, how did you get rid of Dursley and the others?" Freig asked inquiring.
　　 "Oh, I'm just used to it, and I know how to get rid of them." Harry Potter has learned how to better get out of trouble during the long-term bullying by Dali.
"Potter, come with us when get out of class is over, lest Dursley trouble you." Allen saw Harry's troubles at a glance. Allen planned to take the initiative to contact Harry by using this matter, and it would be counted as completing his father's work. Wish, anyway, the purpose of father Irving is similar to that of Lucius Malfoy in the original book, just let his son make friends with the legendary savior in advance.
　　 As for Hogwarts, it depends on your wishes and specific circumstances.
　　 "Thank you." Harry did not hesitate, and immediately agreed—no one in the school wanted to be a good friend of the weird Harry, so Harry would naturally seize this opportunity.
　　 Suddenly the classroom became quiet. "I'm afraid the air suddenly becomes quiet" is very reasonable. It was Mrs. Kelly who came in.
　　 She stood on the podium, scanned the classroom with her sharp eyes, and all the classmates became quiet. This is the charm of an experienced class teacher—or deterrence.
　　 "The new semester has begun. First of all, I want to talk about what your school uniforms look like? Mr. Dudley Dursley, put on your coat and put your boxing gloves in the desk."
　　 The big Dudley puts on his gloves at a speed completely different from his physique. UU reading www. uukanshu.com put on your clothes and sit down.
　　 "Miss Nam Yang, take off the big red flower on 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 futile.
Among a group of students who were ashamed as quail, Mrs. Carey saw Ellen at a glance, and a glimmer of appreciation and relief flashed from her stale expression-just now Ellen secretly used the function of the new wizard robe to give herself extra A "clean and new", which is particularly useful for this kind of occasion.
　　 "Mr. Harris, please stand up." Mrs. Kelly called.
　　 Alan responded.
"Young gentlemen, please take a look at Mr. Harris, this is a model of student dress. Look at him, then look at you! Still not tidying up?" In Mrs. Kelly’s stern voice, Allen said. I think I can hear the other person's approval.
Potter looked at Ellen with some envy. His soft light blond hair was obediently attached to his scalp. The light blue school uniform was as neat as a new one. It seemed that there was not even a wrinkle, and he looked refreshed. It's cool, it makes Allen look like the top students in private colleges with wealthy people.
　　 This also made Harry even less confident and embarrassed, who didn't know how much Jin Jialong was in the Potter's vault.
　　 After Mrs. Kelly talked about a lot of precautions in school, the students were obviously more listless.
　　 "Next, I want to introduce the new science teacher to everyone." Mrs. Kelly saw the state of the students, so she directly stated the focus of today.
　　 The curiosity of the classmates was mobilized as she wished.