Chapter 74: Principal's Office (modified)

"The 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 very willing to discuss the magic of Fox with Alan, but he heard the voice hurriedly Madame Pomfrey, coming out of the lounge, interrupted them.
　　 "Oh, Harry! What's the trouble with this little guy, headmaster?" It is indeed Madam Pomfrey who treats patients like siblings, Nightingale in the magic world. What Madam Pomfrey saw for the first time was not Dumbledore, but Harry, who was held in his arms again by the principal, who didn't know anything about him.
　　 Judging from her dress, Madam Pomfrey had clearly fallen asleep before. Maybe there is some magic in the school hospital to remind Madam Pomfrey that a patient is coming. Alan wondered, what magic can be used as a reminder? Before he could come up with a clue, he saw Professor Dumbledore beckoning him to answer Madam Pomfrey's question with his eyes.
　　 "Well, he was probably under the impact of black magic." Under Professor Dumbledore's attention, Allen explained how Harry was injured in a few words.
　　 Madam Pomfrey instructed Allen to carry Harry to the inner hospital bed. Then he examined Harry carefully. After a long while, she sighed and said with a tired and relaxed look: "I can be treated. It may take some pain, but he will be fine. The principal, Mr. Alan Harris, if nothing happens, please You should leave first. This child needs a quiet recuperation. He will probably wake up in a few days." It seems that Mrs. Pomfrey is already confident, apparently feeling that Professor Dumbledore and Allen who are on the side are very in the way, gently. Drive off the two of them.
　　 Coming out of the school hospital, Allen planned to say goodbye to the principal Dumbledore, but before he could speak, Professor Dumbledore broke his plan.
"Allen, my child! I believe that after such an exciting night, you need some delicacies to relax. And my office has many delicacies that the school house elves don't have!" The smiling Professor Whitebeard is very difficult to make. People refused, not because of his food, but because of his principal status.
　　What can Alan say, he can only nod his head obediently. It’s also good to be able to rub some food, and it’s really hungry at this late hour. Allen comforted himself.
　　As if seeing through Allen’s thoughts, Professor Dumbledore said kindly: "Some food late at night can relax our nerves, soothe our already empty stomach, and let us sleep better."
　　 Alan nodded gently, "Thank you for your hospitality."
"What a polite and lovable good boy. From helping poor Filch, it convinced me that you are kind. Alan, I have noticed you a long time ago. Your grades are very good, and the professors in the school are very special. I love you, and other children admire you very much. I have taught an excellent student similar to you before. He is also very popular with everyone, but unfortunately..." Professor Dumbledore shook his head regretfully.
　　 Allen's heart froze. He knew who Professor Dumbledore regrets was, but he didn't dare to say it, so he asked pretendingly, "Professor, who is that person?"
"Well, a boy with a performance similar to yours, but unfortunately he ended up on a bad track. Of course, if there is no distinction between good and bad, he has indeed achieved achievements that ordinary people can't match." Professor Dumbledore seemed to be immersed in In the memory of the past.
　　 Allen did not interrupt him, but followed him quietly. Fortunately, the distance was very short. The school hospital was on the second floor and the principal's office was set up on the third floor. Soon, they walked to the principal's office together.
　　 "Butter cake." A huge ugly stone beast was guarding the principal's room. After Professor Dumbledore uttered the correct passphrase, it jumped aside and the entrance to the principal's room opened. Allen followed Professor Dumbledore on the escalator that automatically rotated behind Stone Beast, and 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 knocker in the shape of a lion and eagle. Dumbledore pushed the door in, followed by Allen.
　　 Professor Dumbledore led Allen to sit at a huge table. Allen noticed that the foot of the table was in the shape of a beast's paw. Silverware of various shapes and unknown uses were placed on the table, and gray and old sorting hats were placed on the shelf along the edge of the table.
　　 "Allen, please sit down. Let's drink some honey lemon juice first. I like the sweet taste." She blinked again, and Allen was slanderously smiling on her face and nodded in agreement.
　　 While Professor Dumbledore was preparing food, Alan was also quietly observing the principal's room. This is a spacious and beautiful round room. The walls are covered with portraits of old principals, men and women. Perhaps it is too late. They all snore gently in their respective frames. Allen was also sensitively aware that several principals quietly opened their eyes curiously and looked at Allen, probably curious, why are some students invited to the principal's office so late.
　　 On the shelf behind the door, there is Professor Dumbledore's pet-Phoenix Fox. Noticing Alan's gaze, Fox glanced at Alan lightly, shaking the gorgeous tail wing. Allen felt from the heart that this phoenix was so elegant and beautiful no matter what it did.
Soon ~EbookFREE.me~ In addition to the honey lemonade mentioned by Professor Dumbledore, a plate of attractive candies, some full-color berries, and a few pieces of butter cake as mentioned in the pass phrase just now On the table in front of Alan.
　　 "Please, my child. You must be starving!" Professor Dumbledore kindly handed Alan a large glass of honey lemonade. Allen nodded lightly and took a sip of the drink, which was sweet and slightly cool, very suitable for drinking on a summer night.
　　 "Professor, I am who I am. I am unique in this world. If I am really similar to others in some traits, I believe that I will only be better." Allen deliberated and spit out the thoughts in his heart.
"Yes, my child. You are you, not a copy of anyone. Although your excellence is obvious to all, you are born in a happy family and are gentle and humble. This is very different from him." Professor Dumbledore said in a tone, It seemed to respond to Alan, but also seemed to comfort myself.
　　 "Would you like to talk about what happened tonight, Alan?" Professor Dumbledore asked with a smile.
　　 "Of course." Allen felt that there was nothing unspeakable about what happened tonight. He explained Harry's discovery of Professor Snape's weirdness, his passing through the trapdoor, and the performance and role of Hermione in this incident.
　　 He briefly stated that he had the ability to pass through Professor Snape's flame door, and roughly explained what he saw behind the door.
　　 "Courage and wisdom coexist, Allen, you are a well-deserved Ravenclaw. Of course, maybe the sorting hat put you on Gryffindor is also very appropriate." Professor Dumbledore looked a little regretful.
　　 "Do you have any questions for me?" Then, Professor Dumbledore gave Alan the opportunity to ask questions.