After leaving Hogwarts Elementary School.
Allen rubbed his smooth, bare chin. Among his original candidates, he had also considered Arabella Figg of the Order of the Phoenix, who was a Squib as well. But since Zi An had supplied Lockhart's two Squib sisters, Mrs. Figg could be removed from the first batch of experimental subjects for the time being.
After all, Allen felt that compared with Lothar's sisters, Mrs. Figg was no longer young, so he decided it would be better to prioritize younger candidates who could provide Luna with more faith—what was more, compared with Dumbledore, who was close to Gryffindor, Lockhart was at least a Ravenclaw.
"Allen, I noticed you didn't seem very used to sarsaparilla. Shall we find a pub and have something warm?" Penelope wanted to spend a little more time alone with Allen. She also had something to say and did not want to let him go off to keep Crazy Girl and her big belly company just yet.
Allen saw through her thoughts, but was happy to accept—after all, if he went back too early and his mother saw him, she would inevitably scold him for skipping school and slacking off.
Because of the cold weather, the fire in the fireplace at the main Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade Village crackled and blazed, making the place warm and smoky. Compared with the new shops in the Commercial District, the wizards who had come to the Floating City for shopping and sightseeing were more willing to sit for a while in this famous pub that was so often mentioned among students.
The shapely and pretty Madam Rosmerta immediately put down what she was doing when she saw Allen and the others, then walked over to serve them.
"You haven't been here in quite some time, Headmaster