HP Approaches the Magical World

"Oh my my, how times fly." (Time flies so fast!)

Peeves' shouts resounded through the castle, causing headaches for the students who had just finished class.

Time flies by at Hogwarts, which means that the time of the semester with heavy tasks has arrived.

The weather in the Scottish Highlands was getting colder, and the damp chill came in through the windows of the castle, and then permeated the entire castle. There were always a few days in a week when the corridors were buzzing.

Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital specially prepared a lot of potions to prevent colds, and Jon drank a little every day. Although it is not the medieval Europe where the Black Death was prevalent, the flu is still very serious.

Jon, who doesn't stay in crowded places for a long time to avoid being infected, will go to the eighth floor to breathe fresh air for a period of time every day. This method is really effective and can prevent people from being drowsy, but Jon is wearing a robe with constant temperature magic It won't feel cold, and others will catch cold if they are reckless.

After accepting two or three students who had a fever due to catching a cold, Madam Pomfrey asked the deans of the colleges to inform the students not to go to high places to get wind—even the flying time of the flight class was shortened a lot.

In this way, Jon spent much more time studying and practicing spells in Ravenclaw's study. No one went to the eighth floor, so he didn't have to be too careful when entering and leaving the secret study.

And I don't know why, Dumbledore also often disappears from the school. Recently, Jon practiced the Transfiguration Curse in the secret study room, and went in and out of the eighth floor more frequently. He basically didn't see Dumbledore much. Even Snape, who had been in and out of the headmaster's office before, rarely appeared.

At this time, Dumbledore should be collecting Voldemort's Horcruxes, right?

...

Accordingly, normal classes continue.

Transfiguration class is still the same, his performance is not particularly good, although he has made a lot of progress in private, but his performance in class is only average, not top-notch, but still better than most people. It's a good point, in fact, this kind of control is more difficult than showing the true level.

But isn't that great?

Who said that hard work must be shown to others, Jon has long since left the age of being a school bully and gaining a sense of presence, and learning to make a fortune silently is the mainstream.

To secretly work harder every day is both a sufficient and a necessary condition for becoming an excellent scholar.

The Charms class is still the same, and Jon can't pretend he can't this time, because there are three young men who need help around him. Every time Jon pretends that he can't do any magic, they don't work hard for granted: Look, Jon hasn't done a single pure-blood wizard, isn't it normal that I can't do it?

After going through this kind of thing a few times, Jon stopped pretending that he couldn't learn it anymore. In a certain class, his level of magic spells improved by leaps and bounds, and he successfully mobilized the enthusiasm of the three roommates for learning.

However, there are also disadvantages. His name has changed from being ignored by other college students to "Slytherin of Hufflepuff". Jon does not reject the nickname, but this nickname is really bad.

History of Magic was as boring as ever. Everyone was sleeping during class, but Jon wasn't asleep, but he didn't attend the class either. For the History of Magic class in the first grade, he usually just flipped through the books by himself.

When he was in class, he always sketched on the paper. The students sitting near him occasionally saw those curves and graphs that they couldn't understand at all, and they always felt that he was doing some weird black magic.

Especially this person's behavior is very strange, running to the eighth floor alone every day.

"Speaking of which, the students in our academy have started to pay attention to you recently. I heard that several people went to the eighth floor to look for you, but they couldn't find you. As a result, everyone is guessing that you actually have some secrets.

Secretly engage in black magic in the castle. "

At dinner, the four of them sat in a small corner of the Hufflepuff table and whispered.

As soon as Stephen finished speaking, Fren immediately continued: "Yes, yes, they also said that your charm class suddenly became very powerful and abnormal, and that you were lured by the devil and fell, so you got a powerful talent."

"Also, they say you sneaked into the Ravenclaw common room to watch their girls."

"?" Jon buried his head in the black thread: "Who made this rumor?"

"I don't know anything else, that's how it was passed on anyway, but the last one was accidentally overheard when I was listening to your sister talking to Cedric."

Scully chewed the salad carelessly, and said innocently.

It's really...not surprising.

Jon put the last one behind his head. Anyway, he didn't plan to fall in love at Hogwarts. It's not good if he has a bad reputation, but the first two are worth noting.

Is there not enough homework at Hogwarts? Why do these little wizards still have time to investigate his whereabouts?

I'm careless, besides, Hufflepuff doesn't have other pure-blood wizards, why pay so much attention to him?

It seems that it is better to go for a night tour next time. Although the illusion spell is still not good, it is better than being followed.

Jon stuffed another spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth, sighed silently, then raised his head suddenly, as if remembering something.

"Eat first, I'll go to Ravenclaw."

The three of Stephen looked at Jon's back in a hurry, looked at each other and shook their heads.

Jon naturally went to Ravenclaw to find Bella.

Of course not to fight.

Not to mention whether he can beat him well, even if he can beat him, he can't do it. First, it's wrong to fight a girl. Second, he beat his sister. Do you want to live when you go home?

I'm afraid it's not going to be a mixed doubles by the family.

He was going to ask for something.

He had asked Bella to help him buy some things from Hogsmeade Village, but it had been so long, and he didn't know if he had bought them.

"No."

Bella was also very straightforward, spit out two words lightly: "The thing you want is too weird. It must be fluid and must not leak, and must not be easily disconnected. It must be easy to be squeezed, and it must be deformable. It's okay, where can I buy you such a high-end thing? Hogsmeade isn't run by Santa Claus, so be sober, little brother."

Jon was speechless.

Excuse me, where is this thing advanced?

Isn't this just a little loose plasticine?

Are wizard children's teenagers so unrich?

Jon didn't continue to complain, he decided to give up the convenience and do it himself.

It will be October soon, and he hasn't started trying to open the drawer in the study. If he doesn't open the lock, it will be the Christmas holiday!