"That brat Allen could've told me in advance. Made me waste two favors..." Sirius muttered in some dissatisfaction. In truth, compared with the wasted favors, he was more unhappy that the method he had come up with had not actually helped much. But the confrontation now beginning between Dumbledore and Allen made his dark gray eyes turn to Remus Lupin beside him. "I say, should we go up and talk them down?"
"We can't talk them down anymore... Since Allen has already resigned from his post as a Hogwarts professor, Dumbledore naturally isn't his headmaster anymore. His opinion means nothing to Allen now... Besides, everything Allen is doing has the law behind it. No matter how fiercely Dumbledore opposes it, it won't help." Lupin looked miserable, his face full of worry. "What Allen is doing is cutting things off at the root, stripping away the British Pureblood families' foundation. The split Dumbledore mentioned was actually already created the moment Allen said those words... I finally understand now what Allen meant when he told me before that, rather than worry about him, I should worry more about how to placate Dumbledore and the others."
No matter how the school governors scolded or how the professors tried to persuade them, more and more wizards chose to withdraw from Hogwarts and stepped forward. In fact, after hearing Allen's words about how, if they had followed Dumbledore's arrangements, they would already have died in the battle at the Ministry of Magic, wizards of every background thought of You-Know-Who and the recent situation. They increasingly felt that improving their own strength was extremely necessary—and clearly, in that regard, Professor Harris's classroom teaching could help them better.
The Pureblood governors, whose efforts had all been in vain, could no longer count how many wizards had stood