Chapter 352: Plan Map

The effect of Finite Incantatem made the little wizards excited.

For the next few days, everyone was practicing this spell.

Hermione, Jia Siting, and Neville were in the Hope Hut almost every day; although Luo En was sometimes attracted by weird Wizard's Chess and sometimes by Quidditch, on the whole, he was also often present in the Hope Hut.

Only Harry, he had to train five times a week. Wood, after learning the latest Quidditch match news, increased the intensity of the entire Quidditch training without a word.

The twins and Harry and others were all miserable.

Luo Jie would occasionally provoke at the changing room door:

"Ravenclaw is about to forge brilliance!"

This made Wood furious, wishing to let everyone go on the field to decide the winner with Ravenclaw immediately.

At this time, Luo En was more like a member of this hut than Harry; the heavy training made Harry's means of obtaining friend news become listening to Luo En's description.

For example, what special dangerous plants they encountered in the greenhouse, or what kind of desserts Professor Sprout gave them as a reward.

At the same time, Harry was also incredibly worried about one thing. This matter was almost pressed in his heart together with Professor Qiluo—

He was going to meet Sean as an opponent on the Quidditch pitch.

Luo En was practicing Finite Incantatem hotly with everyone in the Hope Hut, and every time he returned to the dormitory, he was already exhausted.

Harry wanted to tell him about his worries, but could only hear Luo En muttering:

"Oh, Harry, let's talk about it tomorrow; what can't be talked about tomorrow?"

But by tomorrow, his statement wouldn't change at all; he seemed to be exhausted and confused.

So Harry could only be depressed while being tired of training.

This was a clear but cold early morning.

Sean solemnly reminded Jia Siting not to get too close to Professor Qiluo.

Recently, due to the mastery of Finite Incantatem, their courage was getting bigger and bigger, and they even dared to sneakily follow Professor Qiluo.

Everyone in the hut probably held such an idea:

When encountering danger, they could use this spell to lift the danger. But if they mastered Professor Qiluo's handle, they could report to Headmaster Dumbledore—the result was that they personally expelled Voldemort's minion from the castle.

This was a naive idea, and also a dangerous idea.

Headmaster Dumbledore could guarantee the safety of the entire Hogwarts in the first year, but he couldn't guarantee that a few little wizards who wanted to actively touch danger wouldn't eat a few Obliviates, or even Imperius Curses.

They were really a bit... too reckless.

But thinking about it, when Harry, Hermione, and Luo En were in their first year, in order to ensure the safety of the Sorcerer's Stone, they dared to break straight into the entire dangerous barrier and get the Sorcerer's Stone first.

It seemed that monitoring Professor Qiluo was still much safer.

Sure enough, the recklessness of wizards was compared; there were no most reckless wizards, only more reckless wizards.

In the Forbidden Forest.

Sean made a map of the distribution of Fantastic Beasts, and after adding some simple alchemy processes, it could work like an assignment planner, able to display the work to be completed today.

Hagrid was originally:

"What I remember in my brain is much more than this!"

Later it became:

"What did I forget? Sean, oh, just tell me once..."

Sean then gave Hagrid a copy, and Hagrid was happy for a whole day, saying he had to let Sean taste some fudge.

Until Sean put this dessert on the sofa, everyone in the hut couldn't believe it was fudge.

It was so soft that it had to be baked by the fireplace to be edible.

Hagrid told Sean that he would make this dessert for the Hogwarts professors at Christmas, and would "carefully" make various flavors.

He swore that the professors liked his work very much.

However, the truth might be that the professors probably didn't like to eat it. It was just that no one stood up to tell him the truth because they couldn't bear to do so.

Even Professor Sineipu, who was always "straightforward," didn't tell him.

How hard was this fudge to eat? Anyway, its hardness was comparable to rock cakes.

The taste was also enough to make Jia Siting look embarrassed.