Chapter 159

People who are far apart can also establish instant communication, sometimes appearing as a semi-dialogue state.】

This is the note Professor Marcus Marcus Maige wrote about the ancient "fetch" concept. Understanding these contents is very helpful for the transformation of "self" to "living thing".

And if you can master it deeply, then maybe wizards can learn the Animagus introduced in *Intermediate Transfiguration*.

Although Animagus may not have much help, Sean is still looking forward to this special experience.

As for the saying of dreams and fetches, Sean seems to have realized it. In the original work of *Goblet of Fire*, Harry had a dream.

Cho Chang, Cedric, and his Firebolt appeared in the dream.

Later, "The dream transformed..." Harry's body changed and turned into a snake.

This may be what is written in the notes:

【People who don't know they have a fetch... interpret what they see as a dream, but those who know it are very clear that they are not dreaming, but have conjured a fetch.】

Harry and Voldemort, Nagini are "fetches" of each other, so Headmaster Dumbledore later told Harry that he had been paying attention to Nagini for a long time.

Sure enough, magic has developed for so long, and everything about it is not so simple. Sometimes, it is as complex as a heavenly book.

Without a qualified guide, young wizards find it difficult to understand it.

If Professor Marcus Marcus Maige hadn't given her notes to Sean, Sean would have to go to the library to try his "luck" if he wanted to touch these in-depth knowledge.

Just like James and Sirius, after mastering Animagus, they could even teach Peter Pettigrew Animagus.

This proves that in the wizarding world, hand-in-hand teaching like master and apprentice has always been efficient.

The leaves shook off outside the window, making a rustling sound. The wind slipped in through the cracks and was scared away by the surging fire in the fireplace.

Sean noticed Jia Siting asking Neville to hand over a piece of parchment with the Levitation Charm—

Neville flushed, not daring to shake his mind for a moment. Only when the parchment fell did he let out a long sigh of relief.

Then a genuine joy appeared in Mr. Longbottom's heart, and he heard a surprised voice beside him:

"Well done! Neville!"

"The gesture of the left hand needs to be bigger—I mean, a great progress, Neville."

Sean took the parchment from the front of the wooden table, and the handwriting on it seemed to have temperature under the firelight:

【Oh—Sean, I wanted to ask you for a long time.

When can we talk about Chocolate Frog cards again? Or the ever-changing ceiling of the Hogwarts Great Hall?

Do you know what those toads in the Potions classroom glass cabinet remind me of?

It's the Chocolate Frog you helped me catch.

Do you want to go to the Hogwarts back kitchen to see?

Just you, me, and Hermione.

Alright, Sean, I know you are very busy,

But I want to tell you, it's not just those magical magics that need you, but also us.】

Sean was slightly stunned. He saw Jia Siting and Hermione looking at him at the same time. Hermione only showed her eyes behind the book, and Jia Siting was smiling at him sincerely.

"House-elf?!"

Walking on the way to the back kitchen in the Great Hall, Hermione couldn't help but exclaim,

"Are those house-elves who don't need wands to cast magic and usually exist in ancient wizarding families living in exquisite residences like manors?"

"Yes,"

Facing Hermione's excited question, Jia Siting also showed curiosity,

"Hermione, are you curious about them?"

"Of course,"

Hermione took *Hogwarts: A History* from her bag, pointed to the text on it and said to Sean and Jia Siting,

"Hogwarts lives with a group of house-elves, but I have never seen them... It is said that they usually hide from wizards, so—"

Her nose was raised high,

"Are you sure you found them?"

"If... these are—"

Jia Siting scratched the green pear on the painting gently. It twisted its body, made a giggling sound, and then turned into a golden door knocker.

"The 'Never Hungry' club welcomes you here... So, push the door, Hermione."

Hermione looked at Sean and Jia Siting with tension. Jia Siting made a "please" gesture, and Sean nodded silently.

With a "creak",

The first thing that came into view was the dome, although not so high, but the size was no less than the Great Hall above.

Four extremely long wooden tables—exactly the same as the dining tables of the four houses upstairs—were arranged neatly to ensure that the elves could accurately transmit the corresponding house's food up.

In the huge fireplace, the fire jumped happily all year round, with copper pots hanging on it that could boil soup for hundreds of people at the same time. But the most shocking thing is the magic that is everywhere and happening at the same time here.

"Transfer spell, Levitation Charm, and many food magics, all silent, wandless casting... So this is the Hogwarts back kitchen."

Hermione looked at this place excitedly, and the quill recorded it brush by brush.

"Is the food you suddenly appeared sent by house-elves?"

Sean said softly.

"Guessed it."

Jia Siting was not surprised at all,

"Oh, Sean, you can tell them whatever you want to eat. By the way, I don't know why, it seems that the elves all like you very much..."

At this time, a skinny, small elf came to Sean.

It had ears as big as a bat, eyes as big as a tennis ball and protruding, and a relatively long and flat nose.

It was pushed and shoved, and seemed to be chosen by the elves to ask the little wizards about their purpose.

"Welcome, welcome, Mr. Green, do you need to eat something?"

Sean was a little confused,

"Um, do you know me?"

"Of course, Mr. Sean Green, we have been looking forward to your coming."

It twisted and turned, saying things that Sean didn't understand.

"Can I know your name?"

Sean didn't ask questions immediately, he asked softly.

"Oh! Oh! This is my honor."

This elf wearing ragged clothes said in a thin voice,

"My name is Ira, Mr. Green."

"Ira? Okay, can I ask you a question? You... why do you know me?"

Sean didn't feel that he should be noticed by the elves, just as he didn't feel that he would have huge popularity among the first-year little wizards.