Chapter 166: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 75

"Flight permit, Fred, remember? The captain didn't get it in his first year either."

George blinked.

"Of course I remember, I heard he was annoyed for a month!"

Fred responded in a tone of regret.

"Shut up! You two!"

Marcus Maige's anger almost set the lawn on fire.

Harry just watched Sean for a long while like this.

In fact, before entering Hogwarts, everyone told him he was a hero. Although he tried his best not to let himself get proud, he still couldn't help but feel a bit dizzy.

But soon the topic everyone discussed gradually shifted towards Sean. He was a wizard who would truly make great achievements in magic; almost all the professors admitted this.

He was always mysteriously studying at Hogwarts, not participating in parties, not liking games, and not even many people could see him. One could only occasionally hear the conversation between Professor Fuliwei and Professor Marcus Maige in the Great Hall:

"Mr. Green? Yes, Professor Marcus Maige, he has learned the silent spell."

Silent spell, Harry vaguely remembered that was content only sixth-year wizards could learn.

Yet he was the one people couldn't bring themselves to be jealous of; after all, everyone could see him often practicing spells with a pale face during class, applying ice packs, with bubbles coming out of his ears, and reading in the Great Hall without a moment's rest.

If anyone really was jealous of him and wanted to find trouble with him, then the young wizards who had seen the "cheap" History of Magic notes wouldn't agree:

"If you find trouble with Mr. Green and make him unable to finish Green's notes, Merlin... you just wait!"

In short, he was a diligent genius, making people sometimes not even have the thought of catching up.

It was said that even those Slytherins didn't dare to speak ill of him easily; the last person who wanted to find trouble was still in detention.

"Harry, oh—you have to complete an important task."

Marcus Maige's words brought Harry back to his senses... important task, Marcus Maige had already mentioned several. Harry originally thought this time would be the same.

But he didn't expect—

"Go see if this—Green, has joined the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. If he has joined, we have to change our plans..."

Marcus Maige frowned, his tone solemn,

"Of course, you are still the core of our Gryffindor team's plan. Working together, we will still win the Quidditch Cup!"

This task came so suddenly that Harry hadn't reacted yet, and his head nodded first.

By the time he reacted, his eyes were already wide open.

On the other side.

Sean laid the flight permit flat. In fact, this permit seemed to possess certain magical utility.

He followed Madam Hooch's requirements and placed the permit on the broom, and the broom seemed to have been engraved with some special connection.

Sean could perceive that it was highly likely a Linking Charm, but it was far more than that.

This made him have to sigh—Hogwarts, in a sense, was indeed the "safest".

Inside the changing room.

Sean changed his clothes quickly, but was blocked when he was about to leave.

"Can you feel the spell on it?"

A red-haired figure darted out.

Sean nodded, and suddenly another voice sounded:

"Then you will definitely be shocked by the mysteries of alchemy!"

Another red-haired figure surrounded Sean from behind.

"This is the best subject at Hogwarts."

"—It's a pity you can only learn it in the sixth year."

"Unless you are at Beauxbatons—"

"There, lower grades can learn wonderful alchemy!"

"Master Nicolas Flamel walked out of Beauxbatons—"

"I think you must have heard of this master."

"But you definitely don't fully understand."

The two suddenly spoke in unison:

"After all, he has lived for more than six hundred years!"

Sean had long recognized Fred and George, and their singing in harmony also made him develop a strong interest in alchemy.

"Then... Senior Wei Silai, how can I get started?"

"You have to tell us how much you felt on the broom."

Fred put down his broom, and it actually hovered in the air automatically.

"This is the first time we've seen someone like us."

George raised an eyebrow,

"Alchemy does not allow for mediocrity."

Sean recalled for a while and rummaged through his bag to find a notebook.

As early as his first contact with the broom, he had consciously recorded his perceptions.

The night before the flight test, he had almost taken the Nimbus 2000 apart.

Although he didn't understand the principles, he knew how the broom worked, so he could roughly draw an anatomical diagram, accompanied by descriptions of actual effects and guesses about possible spell combinations.

Sean handed over his notes, watching Fred go from interested to his eyes lighting up. He looked at Sean, then at the notes:

"I say George, you have to see this—"

"You must be an alchemy genius!"

George said loudly.

"Just like us!"

Fred added with his head held high. ===== CHAPTER 167 =====