Chapter 200: The Room of Gifted Hope

In the distance, the dark sky swallowed the last piece of pine needle,

In the quiet crackling sound of the fireplace flame, the anti-bite gloves trembled slightly in the cold wind,

Filch lowered his head, and a small piece of sunset fell into his hand.

Sean walked lightly in the corridor, and the noise in the castle never stopped for a moment.

Senior Bruce brought them back a lot of things, and even some floating candles.

However, when Sean saw him, his appearance was really not very good—hair messy, robes stained with unknown powder, boots full of mud.

Seniors Pister and Leon were no better; Senior Leon was like a boiling kettle, dragging Senior Bruce and disappearing at the entrance of the Great Hall.

"Senior Bruce... he..."

Sean hesitated for a while, but still chose to ask about the situation.

"Oh, him,"

Senior Pister said with an honest smile,

"He replaced all the toffee in Honeydukes Sweetshop with hiccup candy, causing the wooden stairs in the shop to be piled with hiccuping wizards.

Even in the cellar, people could hear the sound of people hiccuping in the shop above, louder than the sound of a bell..."

"..."

Sean didn't know what to think for a moment; it wasn't easy to replace all the toffee with hiccup candy in front of a crowd of wizards.

He mourned for a few seconds, and then saw many holes in Senior Pister's robes.

"This is... he set off fireworks outside while others were confessing, but the firework cannon fell over, and the shell exploded in that wizard's arms... that wizard's Fire-Making Spell is very proficient..."

Hearing this, Hermione opened her mouth wide at the entrance of the Great Hall, and Neville, thinking of that scene, was already shaking a little.

"Oh, and... he secretly poured itching powder into someone else's hair-growing potion... and told others 'it's itchy because it's growing hair'..."

Now the four of Sean felt that the screams Senior Bruce made when he was dragged out were no longer harsh.

"We sometimes wonder if he should go to Gryffindor..."

Senior Pister said with a calm smile. He put a Fudge Fly in Sean's hand and left the Great Hall.

Fudge Flies, also called Fudge Flies.

Very wonderful, isn't it, about the Minister of Magic being equal to a fly.

But what is even more wonderful is that the classroom was decorated.

"Just put it here, Sean."

Jia Siting busied himself in the classroom with full enthusiasm. Although he said he could do it himself, the three of Sean couldn't watch him work hard.

Jia Siting first hung the floating candles in every corner of the classroom, especially on everyone's desk; he had to ensure that everyone had a bright light source.

Senior Bruce also helped bring three pumpkin lanterns, which contained Everlasting Candles; that is a kind of candle that has been enchanted and can burn infinitely.

Floating candles, Everlasting Candles, to be honest, Sean didn't know the difference between them, but it didn't prevent him from placing the pumpkin lanterns containing Everlasting Candles under the two log tables. The warm light slowly shone a sharp-toothed mouth shape on the blanket.

There was another one, which was placed in the wooden cabinet at the entrance, next to Sean's notebook.

The light in the wooden cabinet wasn't bright, and Neville always took the wrong things; last time he mixed up the "Herbology" notes and the "Potions" notes.

On the side of the entrance cabinet was a small switch-like object; that was the controller for the candles. The classroom didn't need to be this bright all the time.

After busying for a while, this not-too-large room had taken on a new look.

Carpets were laid near the two log tables, with soft ottomans and pumpkin lanterns placed on the carpets, while the wooden cabinets were hung with candles, filled with notes and everyone's spell progress forms.

Green plants were placed on everyone's desk; in fact, these plants existed in every part of the classroom, and their manager was Neville, who was smiling shyly.

At the entrance, Jia Siting placed a mirror; it was a magical mirror, a talking mirror.

Its function was to remind the person looking in the mirror to pay attention to their appearance.

When Neville stood over, it shouted:

"Head up, chest out, straighten your clothes, tuck your shirt into your waistband, sloppy!"

Scaring Mr. Longbottom into a flurry of tidying up as it said.

Spells flew around in the classroom. When tidying up, everyone discovered that there were so many corners in the classroom that weren't clean, and so many places that could be improved—therefore, the Scourgify and Levitation Charms came in handy.

Compared to the boredom during practice, the young wizards were full of energy at this time. When the decoration ended, everyone was basically exhausted.

Sean's Levitation Charm also went from Expert level (110/9000) all the way to Expert level (600/9000), and the Scourgify spell also went from Proficient level (100/3000) all the way to Proficient level (300/3000).

"There is a problem..."

During the break, Jia Siting suddenly spoke,

"If we call this place a classroom, then what is the difference between it and other classrooms?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the few were stunned.

"That's right!"

Hermione said blankly,

"We have to give it a name, so that when we say 'classroom', we know which one we are talking about."

Her idea was quickly recognized by everyone.

Jia Siting said excitedly:

"We need a special name, a name that can reflect what we are doing."

"Called... After-school Learning Base?"

Hermione said, she subconsciously looked at Sean, who had recovered the fastest after drinking the potion—he was already holding a Transfiguration notebook and reading.

"Mm."

Sean nodded.

"Hey... you two, you are too casual!"

Jia Siting helplessly refuted this proposal,

"Neville, do you have any ideas?"

"Warm... warm room."

Neville said subconsciously.

"This is hard to use as a name, but it's also not bad."

Jia Siting said with a frown; he knew it was hard for him to count on the three people in this room.

"The Gifted Hope Room! Abbreviated as Hope Cabin."

Jia Siting suddenly said loudly,

"This name implies that the room itself is a gift, specifically used to nurture and store hope.

It is like a safe harbor; everyone who enters here can regain the hope that was gifted. How about this name?"

"Wow, wow..."

Neville was stunned; he wanted to say good, but it turned into a frog that could only "ribbit ribbit".

"Not too bad..."

Hermione raised her chin; actually, she was very satisfied.

"Sean, what about you?"

Jia Siting turned and asked.

"Mm."

Sean nodded; he seemed to feel he had said too little. He thought for a moment and said again,

"Good."

"Then it's decided! We have to hang a sign with the name written on it." ===== CHAPTER 201 =====