Chapter 361: Ariana Dumbledore

"Let's talk about it first. I don't have the time to teach them. I'm very busy."

Alvin didn't lie to Hermione. He now spends most of his spare time on the inheritance of the Lord of Radiance.

He would be thrilled if he only taught them.

But if he wanted to open a club like Hermione, he really didn't have the leisure to do so.

Hermione had expected that Alvin would refuse, and she was not discouraged.

"I just need you to help me at my first class, and at school, you speak better than many professors."

"When the time comes, I will call someone in your name and be responsible for the follow-up."

Alvin poked her forehead helplessly, and Hermione stuck out her tongue playfully.

Turning to look at Cho, Luna, and Astoria. "What about you guys? What are your thoughts?"

"Hermione can't handle this matter alone. If you participate, she can relax a lot."

Cho thought about it for a while, she is now the Head Girl and the Quidditch Captain, and she has many things to do.

However, she must not miss the affairs of her own sisters.

"I can, but I don't have much free time."

Hermione gave Cho a warm hug, thanking her for her support.

As for Astoria, there is no need to ask. She will join wherever there is excitement and never be absent.

Looking at Luna, Alvin hesitated.

With bright eyes raised, Luna asked softly. "Does Alvin want me to go?"

This was the point of his hesitation. Luna had no friends at school besides Cho, others, and Ginny.

Alvin still hopes that Luna's extracurricular life can be enriched.

And Luna was also keenly aware of his thoughts and buried herself in his arms.

"I'll go, and I will teach others to use the Patronus Charm happily."

Alvin caressed her hair lovingly, and Luna was indeed the most sensible.

When the matter was settled, Hermione went to pull people excitedly.

And many little wizards were very excited when they heard the news.

Not to mention that they had already had enough of Umbridge. The feeling of joining a secret organization made many people unable to stop.

Hermione's selection criteria were still stringent. Only twenty little wizards could participate in the first batch.

Most of them are acquaintances, such as the Twins, Lee Jordan, and Angelina.

Of course, Harry also participated, but Ron refused because the Prefect was too busy to participate.

Cho also brought in his good friends and Ravenclaw Quidditch teammates.

Cedric didn't know where he got the news and excitedly brought his friends over.

"Alvin, I'm going to join your club!"

After last semester's Triwizard Tournament, Cedric and Alvin were pretty familiar.

He has always been grateful to Alvin for treating him equally and helping him as much as Harry, which he admires immensely.

"Let me start by saying that this is Hermione's club, not mine. I will only visit when I have time."

Alvin had to warn Cedric not to take it too seriously. "At least there's more to learn than to follow that toad."

Cedric clearly remembered Fleur's strength last year, and Hermione was always by Alvin's side, and it must not be much worse.

After all the people were found, the venue became a problem for Hermione to worry about.

"Or go to the Room of Requirement?"

Alvin suggested the place he thinks is a good choice, and he hasn't used it recently.

When the club is disbanded, Rowena can change the entry conditions and become his secret base again.

Hermione shook her head. She felt that it was still not safe to be in the school. What if someone reports it?

Therefore, when the number of people is screened, make sure that all those who remain are reliable students.

Hermione would only consider activities in the Room of Requirement.

Finally, Alvin came up with a place. "Shrieking Shack, where few students will go past. I'm will help you set up a warning barrier."

Hermione approved the proposal.

Tomorrow was the weekend, and she called everyone to meet at the Hog's Head Inn, where there were few students, and it wouldn't catch Umbridge's attention.

"So, didn't you say it's just over 20 people?"

Looking at the Hog's Head Inn, which Hogwarts students already occupied, Alvin was slightly stunned.

There are about 50 people here. Seeing so many students, the wizards thought Hogwarts would hold some event and left one after another.

Hermione was also a little embarrassed to hear the words. "Everyone has some friends, although I said to keep them secret, but in the end..."

Before she finished speaking, Alvin also understood what Hermione meant. There is no airtight wall in the world.

On average, each person brings one, even if it is very restrained.

Judging from the school uniforms, most are Ravenclaw and Gryffindor students.

Hufflepuffs have them too, but only Cedric, Hannah Abbott, and their two friends.

And Slytherin actually has a few girls. They seem to have a good relationship with Astoria and are now chatting about something.

"What would you like to drink?"

An old voice stopped Alvin. He turned his head and looked was a very sloppy old man with a white beard.

Aberforth Dumbledore.

Instantly thought of the identity of the old man.

The younger brother of his Headmaster, the Hog's Head Inn owner, is also Credence's father.

Thinking in his heart, Alvin didn't show anything on his face.

"A butterbeer per person, heated, thanks."

Aberforth Dumbledore nodded and waved his wand, and dozens of cups flew out of his closet.

Soon all the butterbeer was ready and placed in front of each little wizard.

"Thank you, you have the portrait of a beautiful and lovely girl."

Alvin looked at a painting behind him and smiled casually.

This is Ariana, and because of her, Grindelwald and Dumbledore have turned against each other.

Without her sacrifice, it is estimated that Dumbledore and Grindelwald would not have disagreed.

The girl in the portrait was shy when she saw Alvin staring at her like this and secretly hiding behind the frame.

However, from time to time, she stuck her head out and looked at Alvin quietly, proving that she still had much interest in him.

Aberforth took a deep look at Alvin and said nothing.

Turning around, he covered Ariana's portrait with the silk cloth that slipped down at some point.