Chapter 133

Hemin had a great birthday; this was beyond doubt.

When her family's faces appeared in front of her, she was so excited she was almost in tears.

Xiang Xien and Jia Siting tactfully gave up the space; they stayed outside the classroom, Xiang Xien read a book, while Jia Siting spoke many words nervously.

After a while, they heard Hemin's low voice; it turned out she was calling them in.

The tenderness on Hemin's parents' faces was almost overflowing, praising Jia Siting until his face turned red; of course, Xiang Xien was also equally affected.

Hemin unwrapped the gifts under the concerned gaze of the Grangers.

Jia Siting's gifts were some moon charts and astronomical instruments, which could help little Hemin who was recently writing her Astronomy homework.

Xiang Xien gave her the notes he had organized himself—even Hemin would admit that Xiang Xien's notes were a divine artifact that could save any young wizard on the weekend.

The systematic, scientific, and interesting nature within was incomparable to those boring, vague books.

Not to mention this History of Magic that was already almost perfected and widely circulated among young wizards.

And in the dead of night, a note suddenly appeared at the very top of the notebook,

Hemin was stunned, carefully observed her sleeping roommates, and then began to check it.

【I want to say, Hemin, no matter how others evaluate you, your value will never change because of it.

I know you can realize this, but please allow me to say it again.

——Your friend: Xiang Xien Green】

This almost made the corners of Hemin's eyes, who had been in low spirits recently, turn red.

Spending some special time together clearly connects people well; in any case, the relationship between the three young wizards in this classroom became closer.

This also made Jia Siting and Hemin realize that Xiang Xien seemed even busier.

He left early and returned late, and as soon as he entered the common room, he would collapse from exhaustion, then drink some strange potions, and then collapse from exhaustion again.

In contrast, his Transfiguration and Levitation Spell were becoming more and more powerful.

Jia Siting saw with his own eyes Xiang Xien making the chairs in the classroom float, and even turning a small pebble into a small stone man holding a sharp weapon, although it could only walk two steps.

In Transfiguration class, Xiang Xien even turned a desk into half a wild boar with sharp tusks; although Xiang Xien collapsed on the stool within two seconds, this completely scared the Slytherins passing by outside the classroom.

Gao Er didn't dare to imagine how terrifying it would be to be hit by this wild boar, so Theodore, who had been notified by him and was already in detention, silently gave up the idea of revenge.

He didn't think his Dancing Curse could compare to a wild boar's charge.

This was a bright Saturday.

The owls still brought many letters; Justin received an envelope with gold edges, and he carefully tore it open to see the words of Lady Fenlieri inside:

【Dear Jia Siting:

I saw those memorable times in your letters; my dear, you have made very good friends, and this is what I am most comforted by.

Just as I said, cherish them—after all, those gentle and correct people are always difficult to survive, because this world is neither correct nor gentle.

——Always proud of you: Liliana】

Jia Siting put away the letter in a daze, his gaze moving to the figure wrapped by the owls.

He remembered the conversation in front of the fireplace.

"Xiang Xien, I mean, there is a fireplace here, and it's connected to the Floo Network, if you..."

"I have no one to contact."

He heard Xiang Xien finish speaking and then went back to practicing Transfiguration.

The Great Hall was bustling with noise; young wizards always liked to come here, perhaps because there was a warm fireplace, or perhaps because it was very lively here.

In short, it was full of young wizards eating snacks, playing games, discussing enthusiastically, or doing homework.

"Hemin, have you noticed?"

Jia Siting's voice was a bit low,

"Except for that letter from..., Xiang Xien seems to have never received a letter."

Hemin was stunned, waved her wand to cast a Muffliato:

"Of course I know... so..."

Both of them saw the solemnity on each other's faces.

After the Levitation Spell entered the 【Skilled】 stage, Xiang Xien was soon interrupted by an unplanned matter.

Before 【Skilled】, the proficiency he gained from practicing spells with the 【Entry】 standard was 3, but when the Levitation Spell reached 【Skilled】, the proficiency added was only a pitiful 1, and the proficiency added by the 【Skilled】 standard also became 3.

But the proficiency gain for the 【Expert】 standard remained 50.

He could feel that the insights gained from practicing spells with low standards were becoming fewer and fewer.

He believed that the low-standard practice was too shallow, and there were terrifyingly many places he needed to improve; those insights were equally fragmented and sparse.

This also pushed him to master more profound techniques of spells and to climb higher ladders.

But in this way, his time was particularly tight.

In order to grind out an Expert-level Levitation Spell within this week, his time going to the dungeons and the Transfiguration office was greatly reduced.

After learning that Nawei had returned and Senior Bruce was often in the greenhouse, he even asked Professor Sprout for a few days off.

Saturday afternoon.

Xiang Xien walked out of the Transfiguration office with a pale face; these past few days he had almost pushed himself to the limit.

At the same time, it was very effective:

【Name: Xiang Xien Green】

【Proficiency】

【Accio: Entry Level (3/900)】

【Aguamenti: Entry Level (2/900)】

【Levitation Spell: Skilled Level (1200/3000)】

The Skilled-level Levitation Spell practice standard was no longer enough; Xiang Xien began to ponder how to reach the Expert level.

He reviewed his Spell class notes and suddenly flipped to Professor Fuliwei's words:

【But I must say, if you can make the feather spin, why not try it on that small table?

When you barely learn the spells needed for the first year, you will find that there are still mysterious silent spells waiting for you—

Knowledge is never too much!】

"Silent spell?"

Xiang Xien muttered to himself.

Compared to the difficulties Xiang Xien faced in terms of spells, he was not relaxed in the field of Potions either.

Professor Sineipu was becoming more and more strict—

His guidance clearly increased, and those taunts clearly decreased.

This led to a very bad result.

When Xiang Xien finished the 【Skilled】 level Swelling Solution and walked out of the dungeon,

Xiang Xien cheered himself up again; he had survived Professor Sineipu's hellish training again!

Truly amazing!

In those strict and tight instructions, Xiang Xien didn't even have time to test his guesses about potion emotions.

However, looking around, Xiang Xien sighed—he, who had memorized all the school rules, had actually gone night-wandering just like that.

Misfortunes never come singly.

Just as he walked out of the dungeon, a soft cat meow suddenly sounded near his neck, drowning out the "coo-coo" sound of the owl.

He lowered his head and saw two yellow eyes shining like lamps.

——It was Mrs. Norris.

Although she was spirited and cute, Xiang Xien, who had always followed school rules, held more goodwill towards her.

But today, everything was different.