Chapter 250: Punishment (modified)

Alan looked at Qiu Zhang and Cedric who were covering their eyes in embarrassment, and a feeling of guilt came to his mind.
The more you learn, the more ignorant you will find yourself.
If he encounters such a situation next time, how can he quickly stop the opponent without harming him?
If it is his family members or friends who are closer to him that needs to be saved... Then what should he do?
In a short moment, many thoughts flashed through Allen's mind. In the final analysis, he was not strong enough to improve his personal strength.
For the collections of the Black family, Allen yearned even more-the collection of books in the Ravenclaw Tower was too obscure, and Allen, who was not up to the required knowledge, wanted to use them to improve his strength in a short time.
When Hermione hurried over with Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, she saw such a strange scene.
Alan stood with his wand blankly on his face. In front of him, in a golden smoke, a group of unclear wizards covered their eyes, groping and yelling in panic...
"Alan? Harris! What's going on?" Professor McGonagall frowned and asked Alan directly.
"Professor McGonagall, I also really want to know why Slytherin's classmates will find our Ravenclaw's autumn? Zhang." Allen's expression is very serious, but the information revealed in the words makes Professor McGonagall Obviously, it was the little wizard of Slytherin who started the incident first.
Professor Flitwick waved his wand, trying to disperse the golden smoke with a clearing spell, but the spell he cast did not help.
Professor Flitwick glanced at Allen in surprise, obviously, Allen must have made such a scene.
"Professor, it's useless, you can only wait for them to go out." Allen shrugged and said that he could do nothing. In fact, he was very patient now to resist not getting revenge immediately. After answering his professor's question, Alan stared at Marcus with squinted eyes, thinking, "Now you have your own school to protect you when you were a student at Hogwarts, but if you don't repeat the grade again this year, you can still graduate..."
"Harry, be careful, the golden mist is weird." Ron was unusually clever and whispered to Harry.
Malfoy didn't know where it came from, looking at Ron suspiciously.
Ron glared back unwillingly.
Malfoy glanced contemptuously at Ron's swollen cotton jacket, and walked past Ron with a high toe.
Malfoy saw what was going on in the field and immediately judged that this must be the effect of the spell cast by Allen.
He looked at Alan, who was expressionless, with a very complicated expression.
After waiting for a while, all the golden smoke was extinguished, everyone in the field opened their eyes, and they were greeted by an angry Professor McGonagall.
Not to mention how Professor McGonagall reprimanded Marcus and the others, Professor Flitwick went to check Qiu Zhang's injuries as soon as possible.
He waved his magic wand and began to heal the wound on Qiu Zhang's face, "Yeah! The bones of his hand are probably cracked, Professor McGonagall, Qiu Zhang needs to go back to the castle for treatment immediately."
Professor Flitwick was very furious and looked at the Slytherin students with bad eyes. Under such a momentum, Marcus flinched involuntarily.
"Professor, we are also injured!" He actually felt a little wronged. For such a long time, he thought he would never see light again.
"Go back to the castle first!" Professor McGonagall frowned and ordered.
Marcus and others followed her angrily.
Professor McGonagall suddenly turned around and looked at Allen who was putting the healing spell on Cedric, "Alan Harris, come here too."
"Okay, Professor." Allen replied without hesitation.
After making sure that Cedric, who had helped his college, was not in trouble, Allen helped the outstanding Hufflepuff student and walked along the path by the lake towards the castle.
"Look, there must be a lot of trouble where Alan is there." Ron thought of his experience in Egypt.
Hermione gave Ron a surprised look. It seemed so surprised that Ron would have commented on Ellen.
"Maybe this incident was planned by Malfoy and Allen." Seeing Hermione's expression, Ron's heart was filled with inexplicable irritability, and he couldn't help but vilify Allen.
"Fool, Alan is not what you think." Hermione retorted Ron bluntly.
"Oh, I forgot. You like people who study well. If you are with them, maybe you are also making suggestions." Ron's face flushed red, matching his tousled red hair, like It is a cluster of burning flames.
"Ron, are you thinking with your knees?" Hermione contemptuously said, "Allen planned to let the Slytherin people to contain Qiu? Zhang? Qiu? Zhang is Ravenclaw's Seeker."
"Perhaps it is he who wants to be a seeker?" Ron said in anger, turning into anger.
Hermione looked at Ron steadily, as if she had never really understood Ron: "In order to repay Alan for letting him go, Malfoy specially asked Alan to report. Because Slytherin had come to Hogg. Before Maude, he planned the trouble of finding Roger and others."
After speaking, Hermione looked at Ron disappointedly, and continued: "Alan will rush here to stop the dispute when he learns this news. Obviously, he has done a good job. With someone like you who is unclear. It's totally meaningless to discuss this. I'm going back to the castle to testify for Allen, and I am disaccompanyed."
Hermione turned sharply, without looking at Ron, and ran straight in the direction of Hogwarts.
"Harry, listen, what is she talking about? We are Gryffindor, we are the one!" Ron said angrily.
But there was no voice responding to him in the air.
"Harry?" Ron stretched out his hand indiscriminately and successfully touched Harry's body. In the Three Broomsticks bar, Harry had no intention of asking Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick for help. He heard the conversation between Fudge and Hagrid in the middle-he learned that his parents were betrayed by Sirius~EbookFREE.me~He was in a state of confusion, and there was no need to think about other things.
In Hogwarts Castle, these troublemakers Slytherin were severely reprimanded by Professor McGonagall, and at the same time they had to endure the cold eyes of their Dean.
"Professor Snape, Marcus, they maliciously harmed Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff's Seekers. They acted very badly. I think they must be severely punished."
Professor McGonagall looked extremely serious, ignoring the dangerous look on Snape's face, stretched out his magic wand, and cleared all the gems in the Slytherin hourglass.
"Professor McGonagall, I have objections." Professor Flitwick protested with a sharp throat.
"After all, Professor Snape has decided to withdraw from this year's Academy Cup competition, so the number of points is not important to them. So, for Slytherin, deduction of points is equivalent to no punishment."
Professor Flitwick pointed out the facts rationally.
Alan, who was beside him, secretly applauded his dean, just like this, how can there be such a bad behavior and the reason why he has been gently let go?
Professor McGonagall nodded thoughtfully, "Then next school year, Slytherin's score will be deducted one hundred points in advance. Also, all the little wizards who participated in the fight will be confined for a semester. Filch is responsible for the specific punishment."
"Professor McGonagall, Cedric is innocent. He protected me." Qiu Zhang's wrists were already tightly wrapped around his neck.
"Then, Hufflepuff is brave enough to add fifty points." Professor McGonagall added fifty points to Hufflepuff decisively.
"And Ellen, he did it to stop Slytherin." Hermione hurriedly said, opening her eyes for Ellen.