Chapter 284: Leave Application

When the Hogwarts Express was about to depart, the wizards lined up and left the snow-covered castle.

In the distance, one could see a giant leading a string of small figures in the snow, laying down black and winding lines on the snow.

The view from the Ravenclaw Tower had always been good, but Sean just looked up at the sky in a daze for a long time.

Putting that thick and resilient paper into his bag, Sean began to make the last type of cookie.

There were many fewer people in the Hope Cabin. Jia Siting and Xiang Hemin had just left, and Harry and Luo En had been looking for something in the library for the past few days, so when Sean arrived at the cabin, he saw Nawei practicing the Water-Making Charm.

The wooden table spat out the alchemy books in the first row on the left; just as Sean was checking them, a loud noise suddenly came from his side.

He turned his head, and it was Nawei, who had splashed himself all over using the Water-Making Charm. That sound was the sound of a huge water mass falling to the ground.

Sean looked at the part of the notebook in his hand that had been wetted, and heard Nawei's intermittent voice that sounded like he was about to cry:

"I'm... I'm sorry, Sean..."

He was clearly still like a drowned rat himself, but he was the first to apologize.

Several feet of snow had already accumulated outside, and the cold current had been coming from the frozen lake, blowing Nawei into a shiver.

Sean waved his wand, and the window was closed. While drying the books and Nawei with the fireplace, Sean heard Nawei say in a low voice:

"Sean... if you want to kick me out of the cabin, I'll go right now..."

Nawei looked at Sean with teary eyes, which made Sean somewhat confused... what was all this about?

"You know, Nawei, no one can kick you out."

Sean seemed to be just stating a fact.

"But I... destroyed your book."

Nawei was shivering from the cold.

"They are just wet, Nawei, they will be dried."

Sean probably understood that it must have been a rumor from Harry or Luo En; last time he heard them saying: If you dare to touch Sean's books, you'd better be stronger than ten trolls combined.

"Sean—it's all my fault, everyone knows, I'm almost a Squib."

Nawei's round face was full of self-blame; he held his wand tightly, and there were some marks on that wand, as if left behind after a battle.

"I think, sometimes the problem isn't with you." ===== CHAPTER 285 =====