Chapter 143: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 66

"The owls are here!"

Someone shouted, no one knew who.

The clamor instantly reached its peak, then quickly shifted into a buzzing hum mixed with anticipation and tension.

Dozens of owls surged into the Great Hall like a gray tide, flying in through the high windows on all sides and circling beneath the enchanted ceiling.

Letters, parcels, and magazines fell like raindrops.

"It's a reply."

Hermione carefully put away the letter from her family; although owl post was sent and delivered as it arrived, the timing was never too short.

However, the arrival of the messengers was rarely congested, since the owls came every day as scheduled, preventing any large accumulation of letters.

Still, in the history of Hogwarts, there had once been a chaotic situation where a massive flock of owls rushed into the Great Hall all at once.

That was when Gilderoy Lockhart was studying at Hogwarts; driven by vanity, he had mailed himself eight hundred Valentine's cards on Valentine's Day.

"It's a reply."

Justin also tucked his letter away, but his voice was very low; he glanced at the young wizard beside him, whose quill never stopped writing in his notebook—even with an ice pack stuck to his head and steam rising from his ears after drinking a Pick-Me-Up potion, nothing could halt his ceaseless studying.

And at the long table above in the Great Hall, such eyes were clearly not unique to just one pair.

Justin lowered his gaze, his hand unconsciously tightening his grip on his robes.

In this atmosphere of heavy pressure, he spoke:

"Winters in Scotland are especially cold; I... have never seen his robes."

"I mean to say, it was... those losses that shaped him, wasn't it?"

Hermione seemed to be talking about robes, yet seemed not to be; when she tried to make amends, she met those weary green pupils and that pale face again, leaving her unable to collect her thoughts for a long time.

"No, Hermione,"

Justin turned his head away, his face difficult to see in the shadows of the light,

"I think that in those cold winters, what he needed was not strength, but safety."

When Mr. Owl spoke those words, Justin felt as though his blood were about to boil.

"No one to contact... of course that's false! Ha—there is a wizard who very much wants to contact him—"

"Mr. Owl, do you mean—!"

"I never stoop to lying at such a low level!"

"Merlin... Merlin's owls!"

"I am Lady Ravenclaw's owl!"

"Oh, sorry, sorry, Mr. Owl."

At this moment, Justin's brain had already short-circuited.

Yes, yes, Wizard Sean is so excellent and talented; how could he possibly be abandoned?

There must be some special reason that led to his wandering.

He would not question Mr. Owl; this miraculous gentleman had existed since Hogwarts was first founded, and the little Gryffindor story he casually told was the funniest joke Justin had ever heard.

If he said there was a wizard who wanted to contact Wizard Sean, then there certainly was one, and in all probability it would be...

Justin, oh heavens! What a wonderful thing you have done!

Lady Liliana Finnerly would surely be proud of you!

"Mr. Owl, I beg you—"

Justin's tone was now one of pleading.

"Heh—I have only one question—"

"A hundred are fine!"

"Is an owl an eagle?"

"Of course!"

"I will handle this matter myself—go find your friend!"

Mr. Owl flapped his wings; Justin had never imagined that an owl could glow.

"Wizard Sean, Wizard Sean, you must come here."

When Justin hurried into the classroom,

Wizard Sean was reading Dark Forces: A Making Guide to Self-Protection and taking notes, considering the teaching session that would arrive before long.

Knockback Jinx; it was a type of Dark Magic.

Among the four categories of magical spells—Charm, Curse, Jinx, and Hex—

the suffix of Jinx indicated that the Knockback Jinx belonged to the category of jinxes—the least negative in degree, annoying but interesting.

Nevertheless, this made Professor Flitwick's teaching extremely cautious; he gave Wizard Sean a notebook containing mostly the side effects of Dark Magic, with the first sentence on the cover reading:

[Caution and restraint are the primary principles in learning Dark Magic]

"Wizard Sean, come with me, quickly..."

The anxious smile on Justin's face was completely uncontrollable, and during these few days of illness, the excessive concern shown by him and Hermione had left Wizard Sean somewhat helpless.

It was hard to imagine that he had only closed his eyes to rest for two seconds before Justin and Hermione had covered him with a blanket and turned off the lights.

"Mm."

No matter how he thought about it, Wizard Sean still nodded.

The fireplace burned fiercely; behind the surging flames were three faces with different expressions—

Justin and Hermione were so nervous they could barely breathe, while Wizard Sean was somewhat puzzled—

Had they called him here just to warm themselves by the fire together?

...Well, that wasn't so bad either.

"Yes, Hermione, family, real family..."

Wizard Sean heard Justin murmuring to himself, while Hermione sat with her body stiffened straight, her face flushed, unsure whether it was from the fireplace being too warm or from being too nervous...

Suddenly, a handful of powder appeared out of nowhere in the fireplace.

Justin and Hermione held their breath completely, and even Wizard Sean looked toward the fireplace with some anticipation.

—A stern face appeared before them.

"How could it be... how could it be..."

Justin was completely stunned,

"Mr. Owl, what exactly did you do..."

"Professor."

"Professor."

"Professor McGonagall."

Wizard Sean was not disappointed; he had never seen a professor appear in a fireplace before.

A professor who was slightly smaller; truly wonderful.

Professor McGonagall casually scanned the room and immediately knew this was the work of that owl.

She gave a brief acknowledgment twice, then met a pair of curious and sincere eyes.

Thus, her gaze softened completely:

"Mr. Wizard Sean Green."

"Although I am surprised to see such a gentle Professor McGonagall—well, it was worth it—but this isn't what I wanted!"

Justin muttered to himself in distress.

Hermione rolled her eyes at him in annoyance:

"It is well known that Professor McGonagall favors Wizard Sean; it is quite normal for her to want to contact him; only one person is a fool."

At this moment, Wizard Sean was closing up the fireplace when he heard Justin's low voice:

"I am very sorry, Wizard Sean; I thought..."

"Justin, this is not your fault; you have done more than enough, and I am very grateful."

Wizard Sean picked up Professor Flitwick's notebook,

"What I have lost is not important; what matters is what I still have, such as friends."

"Friendship; that is the mutual shaking of two hearts."

Justin seemed to hear his mother whispering; this time, his heart felt as though it would shatter.

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