Chapter 203: Check (modified)

The carriage Alan and the others rode was very bumpy, and soon Ginny couldn't take care of Ye Qi.
She grabbed the armrest of the carriage and tried her best to keep her balance so as not to bump into Ellen or Luna and make a fool of herself in front of others.
Luna sat steadily opposite Ginny and Allen, staring wide-eyed, looking at Allen from time to time and Ginny from time to time.
The carriage drove to two magnificent wrought iron gates with stone pillars on either side of the gate, and a warthog with wings on top of the pillars.
Two hooded gruesome dementors, one on each side stood guard at the door. Suddenly, another cold and uncomfortable feeling hit them.
Ginny was so frightened that she hurriedly shrank into the uneven seat, leaned against Allen quietly, closing her eyes, until she passed through the middle of the door.
The carriage accelerated on the long uphill lane leading to the castle. Allen poked his head out of the small car window and watched the many turrets and towers getting closer and closer to them. Finally, the carriage came to a swaying stop, and Allen jumped out of the carriage first, followed by Ginny and Luna.
There was a noise from ahead. It sounded like Harry had a dispute with Malfoy, and Ginny ran over quickly.
"She trusts you very much, but she admires Harry Potter more!" Luna's erratic voice rang in Ellen's ear.
Allen couldn't help but nodded with a smile. Ginny didn't just admire Harry, but also liked and loved Harry! But facing Luna who seemed a little familiar with her words, Allen didn't feel abrupt.
"Did you faint too, Weasley? That terrible old dementor also scared you, Weasley?" Malfoy's triumphant voice came from a distance.
Allen did not step forward to intervene, he saw Professor Lupin getting out of the wagon with a tattered suitcase. With Professor Lupin, Harry would not suffer.
"Let's go, let's go to the auditorium first." After talking to Luna, Allen realized that his tone was softer than usual.
The two followed the crowd up the stone steps, through the majestic oak gate, and into the spacious and deep hall. There was a burning torch, and a magnificent marble staircase led upstairs. On the right, the door of the auditorium was open, and Allen saw the enchanted ceiling at a glance—tonight is a dark clouded sky.
The little wizards of Ravenclaw couldn't believe their eyes when they saw Alan and Luna the Mad Girl come in. One is a genius boy who is praised by everyone, and the other is a crazy girl with weird behavior. How to look at it, neither of them will be the same.
"Allen, come here!" Professor Flitwick's highly recognizable voice sounded.
Allen turned his head in surprise and found him standing on a high step with Professor McGonagall standing behind him. Allen said sorry to Luna, and quickly turned around and walked to the dean of Ravenclaw. The little wizards of Ravenclaw who saw this scene gave way to let Alan pass more quickly.
"Allen, I heard that you displayed a very good patron saint, I am proud of you!" Professor Flitwick patted Allen's arm with relief.
"I'm going to pick up the first-year students. You follow Professor McGonagall." Professor Flitwick looked very anxious and left briskly.
Professor McGonagall with a serious expression, his hair curled in a tight bun, and a pair of square glasses on his sharp eyes. Professor McGonagall ignored Allen, but scanned the crowd, looking for something.
She suddenly yelled into the crowd: "Mr. Potter! Miss Granger! I want to see you both!" Hermione and Harry were obviously surprised, and they squeezed through the crowd and came over. The little wizards in Gryffindor had obviously not thought of giving way to them.
Professor McGonagall’s lips pressed into a straight line. Upon seeing this, Harry and Hermione were very nervous, not knowing what they had done wrong.
"There is no need to be so nervous-I just want to talk to you in the office." Professor McGonagall said to them.
Professor McGonagall’s office is small, but it is full of warmth.
As soon as they walked in, Professor McGonagall motioned to the three of them to sit down, and she herself was sitting behind the desk. Then she said suddenly: "Mr. Potter, Professor Lupin sent an owl in advance to say that you are not feeling well on the train."
Harry felt himself flushed. Whether he fainted on the train or something else, it was bad enough, and now he sees everyone making a fuss like this, he feels even more embarrassed. Before Harry could answer, he heard a soft knock on the door, and the school doctor Madam Pomfrey hurried in.
"And you, Allen, I didn't expect you to fight the dementors head-on, and even drive them away!" Professor McGonagall looked at Allen in surprise.
Mrs. Pomfrey, who heard this, also set her sights on Allen.
"Bobby, Professor Lupin told me that Allen cast the patron saint curse three times in a short period of time and confronted the dementor he was looking at. You can help him to see if he has been hurt." Professor McGonagall said.
Now it's Ellen's turn to be embarrassed, he shook his hand quickly, "Thank you, Professor, but I know, I'm fine."
"Successfully cast the patron saint curse three times!" Madame Pomfrey seemed to have not heard him~EbookFREE.me~ bent over and looked at him carefully, "For a little wizard of your age, it's incredible!"
"I'm at your age, and I don't know what the Patronus Curse is!" After careful inspection, Madam Pomfrey turned to Professor McGonagall, "What's even more incredible is that he is really fine."
"And Potter, he fainted." Professor McGonagall lowered his chin.
Harry felt that his face was feverish, Alan could cast a patron saint to drive away the dementors, but he fainted shamefully.
"It's not surprising, he won't be the first person to faint." She muttered, squeezing Harry's hair back and touching his forehead. "Yeah, he is cold and wet. . Dementors are really terrible guys, and their effect on those who are already vulnerable—"
"I'm not vulnerable!" Harry said angrily.
"Of course you are not fragile." Ms. Pomfrey said absently, and then she broke Harry's mouth and pulled his tongue out to take a look.
"What does he need?" Professor McGonagall asked simply, "Bed rest? Maybe he should stay in the school hospital for one night?"
"Well, at least, he should have some chocolate." Ms. Pomfrey said, now she was looking at Harry's eyes again.
"I have eaten some," Harry said. "Alan gave me some. He gave the chocolate to all of us."
"Really?" Ms. Pomfrey said approvingly. "No wonder you can resist dementors, you know them well!"
"Do you really feel okay, Potter?" Professor McGonagall asked harshly.
"Yes." Harry said.
"Very good. You and Allen can go downstairs to the banquet first. I will tell Miss Granger about her schedule."