HP Approaches the Magic World

There are actually many ways to kill time when you are bored.

After playing two games of wizard chess with Bella, the train finally stopped at the Hogsmeade platform.

After winning two games in a row against Jon, Bella finally felt a little more relaxed and wasn't even that excited to see Cedric.

"You don't like Cedric anymore?"

Jon walked beside his cousin and asked softly: "I remember you were so attentive to him last semester."

"That was when I was a little girl. What I like now is Mr. Lockhart, a famous writer in the wizarding world."

Great writer? Great liar? More or less.

Jon curled his lips, finally saw his roommates, and said goodbye to Bella.

Bella waved her hand and let her go, then turned around to find her little sisters. Jon glanced at it and saw that the person standing next to Bella should be Penelo Crevat, who was visiting during the holidays.

In this way, Bella is also very good in the academy. People who can become good friends with their prefects are not that bad themselves.

The roommates were waiting for Jon on a Thestral carriage. After getting on the carriage, the carriage started to move.

Foulen and Scully obviously had a lot to say to Jon, and they started chatting incessantly from the moment Jon came up, making Stephen and Jon very helpless.

"If you are really bored, you can write to me. And didn't I tell you my home phone number?"

"He's bored, but I'm obviously excited." Fulun said the word "missing magic" written all over his face: "I'd be suffocated to death if I knew I couldn't use magic at home."

"...Actually, the Christmas vacation isn't that long. You don't need magic, you can definitely study potions."

Jon blinked and said slyly.

"Who would want to study potions? When I think of Snape's face, I instinctively reject potions."

Stephen struck at the right time: "Oh, what an excuse for being a scumbag."

"You're dead, Stephen, you dead man."

Flan rushed forward and began to move his hands up and down Stephen - tickling him.

The carriage was suddenly filled with cheerful air.

Amidst the laughter of several people, the carriage drove into the gate of Hogwarts.

When you return to school after the Christmas vacation, there will not be a back-to-school banquet like the beginning of school.

The students in their respective colleges went directly to their common rooms, and the four of them, Jon, were no exception.

A holiday had just passed, and there were two senior girls with exquisite makeup on their faces, which made Scully unable to take his eyes away.

"Muggle girls all wear makeup like this. Don't look at it. It's not a novelty."

Stephen dragged Scully back, but his words were retorted by Scully.

"Who doesn't like to look at good-looking girls, but it's you who keeps your eyes on Jon all day long. Do you have any special thoughts about Jon?" He squinted his eyes and guessed irresponsibly: "Qiao

En also doesn’t like being with girls very much. I discovered it when I went home for Christmas. Tell me honestly. Is there something wrong with you two? Tell me and we won’t discriminate against you!”

Flan also nodded helpfully.

"You are the one who has undue thoughts about Jon. Just wait. I will go back to the dormitory later and I will start having undesirable thoughts about you."

Scully laughed and ran away as if running away. Fulen followed Jon behind, looked at Jon who looked helpless, and asked a question.

"Speaking of which, aren't the girls in our school good-looking?"

"nice?"

Jon felt that this question was difficult to ask. These girls are cute, but how about they look good?

He still prefers the models on Victoria's Secret rather than these little girls who haven't grown yet.

Besides, if a girl is good-looking, can she still look good through magic?

He shook his head and replied: "A friend of mine once taught me a saying, if you don't fall in love, nothing will happen. I think this sentence makes sense."

How happy to be single!

Fulun carefully tasted this sentence and felt that it did make some sense, but he had never been in love before, so he couldn't tell where it made sense...

Just as he hesitated for a moment, Jon had already disappeared in front of him.

He did not go back to the dormitory first, but went to Professor Sprout's office.

"Good afternoon, professor."

"Good afternoon, Jon, sit down." The witch pointed to the sofa: "How was your Christmas vacation?"

"Very fulfilling. I think you should have received my letter."

"Is it the "Report on the Simplification of Protection Charms"? I have indeed read it, and I have to say that your idea is wonderful. Even Professor Flitwick praised you."

"Really? Then I think our research can continue."

"But, what is the use of your research on this? The protective spell is still too early for you at your age."

"That's not the case." Jon cleared his throat. He had already thought of the reason: "We are often injured in class. Crucible explosions, falling down in flying classes, these things happen from time to time. With the simplified defense spell,

, maybe it can reduce the probability of students getting injured."

"That's a good reason."

Professor Sprout obviously didn't have any objections from the beginning. She really likes students to study magic on their own. Compared with this, she has another thing to say to Jon: "Professor Flitwick wants to have a relationship with you."

We have agreed to ask you if you can teach these magic spells to students from other colleges."

Teaching a spell?

Jon didn't expect such a thing to happen. His original intention of promoting the club was actually to facilitate himself, not to improve the teaching level of Hogwarts.

"If you feel embarrassed, I can help you refuse Professor Flitwick."

Professor Sprout was very considerate, but that was not the reason for Jon's worries.

"Actually, I have no opinion, but you also know that I alone cannot decide this matter, because the research and improvement of magic spells are the joint achievements of all members of the entire Magic Society. I alone should not be responsible for all the students.

Make a decision."

And it was agreed at the beginning that the club was founded to help Hufflepuff win the Academy Cup. It would be no problem to teach the improved spells, but the credits gained from teaching...

"This is indeed a problem. Let's find a time to hold a meeting for everyone and let all members vote."

"This is a good idea, but Professor, I think you should discuss some other conditions with Professor Flitwick on this matter. The improvement of the curse was originally for our Academy Cup, and this matter cannot go wrong.

"

"Don't worry, I have already considered this. Currently, there are twenty improved spells submitted to me by members of the Magic Society. After discussing with the principal, Professor Flitwick is willing to add one hundred to our school.

Fifty points, for the subsequent improvement of the spell, three points will be added to each one, what do you think?"