HP Approaches the Magical World

Something is wrong with Jon.

But he didn't bother to explain to Peeves.

Some things are endless to explain, and he doesn't like to talk too much, especially on such things.

Talking is never the way to solve problems. His room is not a house of cards, and negotiation does not solve any problems.

Even if there are any problems between him and Seshali, they are all resolved through calm thinking. This is the way they are used to when they are young but very mature, and this way is very good and very exciting. comfortable.

Sometimes, what everyone values ​​is not the mutual compromise after the discussion, but the tacit understanding after thinking.

Otherwise, why be a partner?

Jon sat behind his desk and began to deal with today's affairs.

Sunny seems to be very free, there is nothing to do, the two reports only need a simple signature, although Stephen has not been here for a long time, but his proficiency in handling things has deepened, Jon plans to invite him to his home for Christmas After all, as the guardian of the Hufflepuff family, it's time for him to meet his sister Blair.

Peeves had no choice but to leave without getting the answer he wanted from Jon, but judging by the way he showed before leaving, he probably wasn't too reconciled.

However, Jon didn't come out to do charity, so he couldn't satisfy everyone.

...

On Monday morning the news that Colin Creevey had been attacked and now lay dead in his hospital room spread throughout the school.

All of a sudden, rumors were flying in the school, and everyone was suspicious.

The first-year students are now always moving in groups of three or four, as if they are afraid that if they act alone, they will be attacked.

At the same time, everyone began to exchange talismans, exorcisms, and other gadgets for self-protection, without telling the teacher.

——This practice quickly became popular in schools, such as Neville Longbottom bought a big smelly onion, a pointed amethyst and a rotting salamander tail.

Jon naturally took these things as a joke. The Hufflepuff students became unknown under the leadership of Cedric and Gabriel. manipulation.

Gabriel Truman is a very moderate leader. Since the establishment of the Magical Research Society for three years, he has completely adhered to the principle of not interfering with anything. At the same time, many matters related to the formation of the Magic Research Society outside the school began, and the club affairs in the school were all on the body of the Muggle-born wizard-of course, there was nothing wrong. Many times, Gabriel insisted on nothing. The principle of doing it is to hand over half of the work to Cedric and the other half to Stephen, who is responsible for being the mascot himself.

No way, after all, he was born as a Muggle, so he needs to spend more time in learning magic to maintain his progress and level, and after graduation, he also needs to find a better job for himself in the wizarding world.

"I think he's a good guy."

Seshali talked about the facts. She had read Gabriel's information and thought that he was very intelligent.

"Although the character is a bit reckless,

But it can also be said that there are details in the rough, and I think his style of handling things is worth using. "

"After all, people who are not cultivated by themselves, don't worry about it. Besides, you and I are in the current situation. It's meaningless to care about these things. Let the outside things go with the flow and let them develop. No matter what the result is, it will always be It's not our responsibility."

Seeing his life-and-death state, Seshali was a little surprised.

"I thought you'd never say something like that."

"What words?"

"Words of frustration, words of no complacency."

Jon shook his head: "It's not frustration, but I didn't make good use of my time. I planned to settle my family and subordinates before leaving anyway, but I didn't."

"I don't blame you. There's only so much time. Problems keep popping up. It's good that you've done what you're doing now."

"Ah!" Jon sighed, "I hope, I hope our efforts are effective."

...

In the second week of December, Professor McGonagall came over as usual to collect the list of students who stayed for Christmas.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione signed the list because they heard that Malfoy was going to stay, and they felt very suspicious, so they planned to use Polyjuice Potion during the holidays to get Malfoy's truth out.

Regarding this matter, Jon was noncommittal. He didn't think it was any fun, but it was indeed an important matter, and he was not in school this holiday, so it had nothing to do with him.

But for Harry and others, things are not so easy.

They were of course ready to go find Malfoy, but unfortunately, the potion wasn't quite ready yet.

They also needed bicorn horns and the skin of the African tree snake, and these things could only be obtained in Snape's private storage room. Harry secretly felt that he would rather face Slytherin's fantastic monsters than be caught by Snape stealing in Snape's office.

"We're going to need to do something different," said Hermione dryly, as we got closer to our two potions lessons on Thursday afternoon. something you want."

Harry and Ron watched her nervously.

"I think it's best for me to steal," Hermione continued in a businesslike tone. "If you both get into trouble again, you will be expelled, and I have no criminal record. So, you just have to mess up the class." There was such a commotion that Snape was very busy for five minutes."

Hearing this, Harry forced a smile, deliberately making trouble in Snape's Potions class, like poking a sleeping dragon's eye, it was too dangerous.

But he has no other choice.

As usual, Potions class was taught in the dungeon.

This Thursday afternoon class, which started as usual, was no different.

Harry was absent-minded, only thinking about wreaking havoc, and while Snape was turning around, looking for trouble to bully Neville, Hermione met Harry's gaze and nodded.

Harry stooped quickly to hide behind his cauldron, pulled out a string of Fred's Flierbar sparklers from his pocket, tapped it quickly with his wand, and the sparklers began to hiss, sparks in and out.

Knowing he only had a few seconds, Harry straightened up, took aim, and hurled the sparkler.

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