Chapter 318

Neville returned.

He stumbled into the Hope Cabin in the morning; in fact, Gryffindor didn't have class this morning, but he returned just as the sky was getting bright.

He was holding a brand new wand in his hand, attracting the eyes of Sean and Jia Siting.

Jia Siting smiled and nodded, then gave Neville a thumbs up.

He had discovered some clues as early as in the greenhouse.

Neville didn't seem to have no talent; his talent was more like it couldn't be displayed.

"G-good morning."

Neville said in a low voice.

Then he went to water and check his plants.

After a while, he hesitated and walked to the edge of Sean's desk.

The wooden board covered by Transfiguration slowly shrank, and Sean looked at Neville calmly.

"S-Sean, I don't dare to use it..."

Neville stammered, and after speaking, he seemed to have lost all his courage, lowering his head and not daring to look at Sean again.

"When you rushed out of the cabin, Neville, you were brave enough. It doesn't matter if you are slower; I hope you always know that you can be afraid while being brave. People with fear can also set off."

Sean said gently. Neville's essence is brave, but he is undoubtedly the little wizard in the cabin who needs encouragement the most,

"I mean, do you want to redo the spell proficiency test?"

Neville still started to adapt to his new wand; his performance exceeded everyone's expectations because his talent for spells almost caught up with Harry.

Sean watched all this silently; he remembered the prophecy of the Divination Professor Trelawney:

The one with the power to conquer the Dark Lord approaches... born to a family that has defeated the Dark Lord three times... born at the end of the seventh month...

This prophecy involved two children, one was Harry, one was Neville.

Unexpectedly, both of them hit special attacks on Voldemort.

What a magical prophecy.

Then Sean went out.

Today is Monday. Ravenclaw still has two consecutive Potions classes in the morning, and History of Magic in the afternoon.

History of Magic class is said to be History of Magic class, but it is actually more like a book club for a Ravenclaw. After all, the Green Note series has never stopped updating, and due to the vastness of magic, several versions have been derived. (Actually, it's just that the notes are too messy, Sean didn't have time to organize them, and they were reorganized by Jia Siting) — such as the Medieval Encyclopedia, exploring the era of the great wizard Merlin, etc.

The little wizards didn't buy a big volume each, but each bought one to read together.

Professor Binns didn't care about the noisy little wizards, but was quite satisfied with the improvement in the quality of the little wizards' homework.

Although everyone didn't know what satisfied emotions a ghost could have. But the fact is, the Professor's homework volume returned to normal, as if everyone had angered him into confusion before.

Now, Sean and Jia Siting have to go to Potions class.

Harry and Luo En were sitting thankfully in an armchair by the fireplace, reading "Flying with the Cannons" for the third time.

If they had to go to Potions class as soon as Christmas ended, Harry and Luo En would probably rather face a troll.

They didn't play chess.

At this moment, their Weird Wizard's Chess was sleeping.

That's right, in Weird Wizard's Chess, some chess pieces even have their own work and rest, which makes the little wizards feel like they are really commanding an army.

Fortunately, they don't need to eat... they just like to fall in love with other people's Queens on the battlefield.

Hermione on the side was looking at the two with a serious gaze.

"I think even if you don't want to learn Potions, you would do something more creative."

"Like what?"

Harry asked while watching Joey Jenkins of the Cannons hit a Bludger hard at a Chaser of the Ballycastle Bats.

Obviously didn't listen.

Harry and Luo En had maintained a trace of suspicion about Sean's decision so far; after all, Professor Sineipu really didn't look like a good person.

He even made up a rule to confiscate Harry's books.

But because of their trust in Sean, the two were no longer so suspicious of Professor Sineipu, but what followed was the fear of unknown enemies. So they were eager to do something to escape the fear, even if it was just playing Wizard's Chess.

Unlike the warmth of the Hope Cabin, the wind and snow were blowing outside the corridor, and the corridor was also very cold.

A postcard was gently placed on the side of Jia Siting's Potions book; it was a scene of the Maige family's small villa, one of many photos Marcus Maige sent to Sean, which Sean happened to give to Jia Siting.

The Potions class ended in the usual storm.

Sean went to look for Mrs. Norris as soon as class ended; when he was familiar enough with Kneazles, his Magical Creature cookie series would also usher in a long-lost success.

Now he was very curious, would this be a high-level alchemy creation?

After all—

【Six expert-level intermediate alchemy creations, twelve skilled-level alchemy creations, can unlock the Alchemy Field expert-level title】

The new title will bring stronger talent.

He had already realized the advantages brought by special magic ritual perception. And designing a new alchemy ritual by himself like this, actually succeeding once,

He boldly imagined: perhaps he could really compare to Master Nicolas Flamel.

January arrived, and Hogwarts gradually entered a colder and wetter season.

In the cold and wet January, the last thing everyone wanted was to stay on the grounds for two hours, but the members of the Hope Cabin were not, because Sean's fire salamander would burn a bonfire, and other fire salamanders would pop out after a while.

Harry and Luo En collected firewood and leaves to keep the fire burning, and those salamanders that liked fire scurried around in the crackling firewood.

But Sean had often disappeared this week, and for a very, very long time.

It was heard from several little wizards that they saw the legendary lucky black cat.

Corridor.

Sean only raised Mrs. Norris's intimacy to within ten points after a week.

There was always cold wind blowing in the corridor here, but for cats, they have fur to resist the cold wind, of course, not for long.

So Mrs. Norris put on clothes.

Two cats ran quickly on the long stone floor; after some demonstrations by Professor McGonagall, Sean had a higher degree of mastery over his possession.

The black cat's speed also barely caught up with Mrs. Norris. The Madam had gained a little weight in recent days, and the most she did every day was to travel through the castle, catching those little wizards who dared to wander at night.

Due to the widespread dissemination of Weird Wizard's Chess and Transfiguration cookies, there were a small number of little wizards in the castle who boldly wandered at night with Transfiguration cookies.