Chapter 223: Conflict punishment (modified)

The booming sound attracted Professor Remus Lupin who had just entered the auditorium.
"Children, aren't you fighting?" He pointed his wand lightly, and the porridge on Gore and Crabbe's faces was cleaned up.
Allen blinked and stretched out his magic wand, restoring the broken dishes. They flew back to the dining table neatly-soon, these utensils were filled with food by the diligent house elves.
Allen cleaned up the stains on the floor of the auditorium and looked at Professor Lupin.
"Well, that's a good spell!" Lupin looked at Alan appreciatively.
"Professor, they attacked us!" Malfoy stood up and looked as though he was seriously injured.
"Professor, it was Malfoy who actually picked things up first. They insulted Luna. And it was Slytherin's Pansy Parkinson who did it first." Michael Kona defended.
"Yeah! Let me think about it." Professor Lupin touched his chin. "Since you are fighting in the restaurant, Slytherin and Ravenclaw will deduct 20 points each."
"Unfair, Professor! Obviously we were injured more seriously." Malfoy was angry and even forgot the pain in his body, yelling at Professor Lupin.
As soon as Professor Lu Ping wanted to say something, he was interrupted by a cold voice that deliberately used this tone, "I remember, I am the Dean of Slytherin. My student made a mistake, I am free to deal with it!"
Malfoy looked at Professor Lupin triumphantly, and raised his eyebrows at Allen provocatively.
"So what are you going to do, Professor Snape?" Professor Lupin asked with a good temper.
"You don't need to worry about it. Go back to your place and eat, Malfoy!" Professor Snape's eyes slipped dangerously from Professor Lupin to Malfoy.
Malfoy did not dare to argue, and resignedly returned to the long table of Slytherin.
"Well, since Slytherin hasn't been punished by me, then I don't think you need to be punished by me." Professor Lupin smiled and looked at Ravenclaw, winking at them.
"Thank you, Professor." Allen didn't expect the matter to end so easily. He was still a little worried about getting too many points deducted like last year.
"Malfoy is really shameless. Does he think who is weak is justified?" Michael sat next to Alan, still aggrieved by the matter.
"Anyway, I beat Malfoy in the auditorium without being punished. This is really fortunate." Allen happily took out the magic communication sequins he had made, and gave them to the cafeteria just now. After talking about the conflict, Penello came to ask the details.
"Wow, cool! Is it made of gold?" Michael, who got the gold piece, asked with interest.
"You can take a bite." Allen gave a mischievous smile and encouraged Michael, "but the repair cost is at your own expense."
"How to use it?" Luna asked interestedly, sitting across the dining table, her silver-gray eyes widened.
"As long as you use magic to enter text, the same text will appear on everyone's contact equipment, and the sequins will heat up and tremble to remind everyone that there is information. If you spend extra magic, you can directly transmit the sound."
Allen picked up a wrapped sandwich and opened the foil.
"What kind of sandwich?" Luna asked suddenly.
Allen uncovered a piece of bread, took a look, and said, "Tuna salad."
He saw that Luna who was eating the pudding also took a sandwich in the other hand, and thought of a possibility, "What about yours? Don't like the taste of your sandwich?"
"Mine is also canned tuna salad, do you want to change it?" Luna stared at the sandwich in Ellen's hand, as if she really wanted to exchange it with Ellen.
"It's all the same, why do you want to change?" Allen asked in surprise.
Luna said nothing.
"I don't know when your friendship is so good." Penello distributed all the magic newsletter gold pieces to the little wizards in Ravenclaw, and sat next to Alan.
Neither Ellen nor Luna said anything, tacitly keeping a close eye on what happened last night.
"You have a conflict with Malfoy?" Penello glanced at Luna suspiciously, and continued to ask.
Michael on the side said excitedly what had happened.
"Just like Michael said." Allen shrugged and accidentally put the last bit of pudding on his plate. He suddenly thought that some pudding would be good for dessert.
"Hand me the pudding in front of you, Luna?" Penello said suddenly. Luna's big eyes looked up in a daze, and it took a while to figure out what Penello was talking about. The remaining pudding in front of her was handed to her.
"Thank you, Luna. After breakfast, there should be time. I can trim your hair for you." Penello looked at Luna's head and face, as if thinking about how to trim it.
Allen thought Luna would refuse, but unexpectedly, Luna agreed without raising her head completely while eating.
After the meal, Luna and Penello left the restaurant together.
Allen went to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom alone, and today they could finally experience the Defence Against the Dark Arts class that was greatly praised by the Gryffindors. On the way, he and Harry, who was going to class, bumped into each other.
"Ellen, what a great job!" Ron happily thumped Ellen on the shoulder and wanted to hug him.
Allen avoided silently.
"We wanted to do that a long time ago!" Harry was overwhelmed with excitement, "Battered Malfoy to the teeth!"
"Well, he just made his own mind." Allen said~EbookFREE.me~ Hi, Hermione, good morning, are you going to have a spell lesson for the first time? "Allen said to Hermione who had just walked behind Harry.
"What did you bring the book of the spell class? There is no spell class today?" Ron asked her.
"Oh, I remembered incorrectly. The first class was Transfiguration." Hermione responded vaguely, and then hurriedly stuffed the book back into her bag.
Allen knew in his heart that this real scholar should have just used the time converter.
"We have to go now, Alan. Professor McGonagall doesn't like students being late." Hermione walked away first. She always felt that Alan stared at her as if she had seen everything.
"Do you think Hermione is hiding something from us?" Ron looked at Allen and Harry.
Later
When Allen sat on the chair of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and finished a text, Professor Lupin had not arrived yet. The little wizards of Ravenclaw came one after another, sat down, took out the textbooks and quill pens. While talking with parchment, Professor Lu Ping finally walked into the classroom.
With a faint smile on his face, Professor Lu Ping put the tattered old box on the podium. He was still that ragged, but his complexion was much healthier than when he was on the train. It seemed that he had eaten a few good meals.
"Good morning," he said, "please put your textbooks back in your schoolbags. Today is a practical class. You only need magic wands."
The Ravenclaws put away the textbooks, and exchanged a few curious eyes.