Chapter 486

"... stealing the car, I wouldn't be surprised if they expelled you, just wait and see how I deal with you then. You probably never even thought about how your father and I felt when we found out the car was gone..."

It was Mrs. Wei Silai's shouting, a hundred times louder than usual, making the plates and spoons on the table clatter, and the echoes from the four stone walls were deafening.

Everyone in the Great Hall turned around to see who had received the Howler; Ron shrank into his chair, with only a bright red forehead visible.

Amidst this commotion, Sean silently left the table with the mirror tube; on the way, he bumped into Professor Flitwick, who was handing out course schedules.

Like Professor McGonagall, he was distributing these important items along his house's tables.

On the course schedule, the young wizards' study time had been extended by one class.

The latest class had moved from the usual 3:30 to nearly 5:00.

Ravenclaw had no classes this morning, and in the afternoon, they had Transfiguration, History of Magic, and a Herbology class.

Herbology was taken with Slytherin, and if nothing went wrong, they would be repotting Mandrakes.

Last winter, Sean and the others had already come into contact with this magical plant; at that time, they were dressing the Mandrakes in clothes and scarves.

Holding the schedule, Sean walked all the way to the Hope Cabin, where lush plants were growing, and a cultivation rack stood at the very front.

Sean's wooden cabinet unfolded the moment he arrived, forming a small workbench.

On the windowsill, fallen leaves brought messages; this was another cool and bountiful autumn.

When it quietly crept into Hogwarts Castle, the leaves of the fir trees turned slightly yellow; Sean slowly raised his head, and his magical refraction mirror was also finished.

【Magical Refraction Mirror: Apprentice Rank (20/90)】.

Its function was simple: to refract external light multiple times and then receive it into the user's pupils exactly as it was.

Theoretically, this effect could be achieved without using magic, but magic was truly convenient, helping Sean save a lot of time.

Next, Sean only needed to verify whether his method was feasible.

To do this, he had to recall all the details about the Chamber of Secrets, but time had erased those certain details, leaving only some vague outlines of things.

Sean had anticipated this and was prepared with a method.

Pensieve.

Yes. The Pensieve had been enchanted with magic that could reproduce memories, so it could faithfully reproduce any detail stored in the subconscious, and whether it was the owner of the memory or someone else, they could enter those memories and walk around inside them.

Pensieves were very rare because only the most powerful wizards would use them, and the vast majority of wizards dared not do so.

After all, memory itself was a wizard's most hidden and precious thing.

Traditionally, a witch or wizard's Pensieve, like their wand, would be buried with them, as it was considered a very private item.

Fortunately, as a somewhat famous alchemist, Sean could always find a seller.

A shallow stone basin was spat out by the wooden cabinet, its edges carved with runes and symbols.

The basin was filled with a silvery substance, like clouds, both liquid and gaseous.

Sean raised his wand, and these silver threads of memory returned to his head; he could also clearly see Mrs. Norris being petrified in his memory.

That was a day in October, the day Nick's Deathday Party was held; the Basilisk would launch its first attack on this day, and the one petrified was the poor Mrs. Norris.

In other words, in October, when the Basilisk was active, while saving Mrs. Norris, he could also test whether the magical refraction mirror was useful.

The wooden cabinet naturally surrounded Sean, and when Sean put the Pensieve back, the wooden cabinet gulped the basin into the deepest part, where Sean had also cast an emergency automatic destruction spell.

Sean silently looked at the cabinet in front of him.

Was it an illusion?

His wooden bookcase seemed to be becoming more and more intelligent.

On the first day of school, the freshmen were still immersed in the wonder of the magical castle, and then something even more wonderful happened: many clubs began recruiting new members.

Hogwarts clubs were originally in a mediocre state, with recruitment relying entirely on club members occasionally pulling people in.

Now it was different; an "abominable" club was recruiting people everywhere like crazy, even poaching people from other clubs, simply by any means necessary.

This made other clubs start recruiting as well.

"Castle Spirit Cat Club, it's the largest club in all of Hogwarts!"

Hannah was a shy witch, but since becoming the president of the Castle Spirit Cat Club, she had forced herself to be much more outgoing.

At this moment, she was surrounding a few little witches, saying something.

Beside her was the shy Neville, who had his head buried, his face as red as an apple.

Hannah... was right, if one ignored the fact that they were trying hard to poach members from other clubs...

"It's really a pleasure, I can say it again. You should have seen the lucky statue on the third floor of the castle, right? That is one of the proofs of the existence of the Castle Spirit Cat... Mr. Green, who helps us refuse to fail, that genius alchemist of Hogwarts, and Professor Lockhart who attends Defense Against the Dark Arts...

Do you dare believe it? These all appeared after someone witnessed the lucky spirit cat."

She said a lot of things in one breath, making the little witches listen in a daze.

It also made Sean, who was passing by here, silently speed up his pace; he looked around, and there were already many clubs recruiting in the Great Hall.

Some people were holding up banners, some were talking loudly, and some were holding a crackling wooden stick to attract the freshmen's attention.

There was the Gobstones Club: that was a niche sport, and Professor Snape's mother had once been the president of the club; to this day, Eileen Prince's name was still on the trophy display case;

There was also the Quidditch Club: of course, rather than calling it a Quidditch club, it was more like the Hogwarts Quidditch team's cheering squad;

There was also the Castle Explorer Club: that was the club where the Wei Silai twins were, and its main task was to study the various secret passages in the castle;

Besides some entertainment clubs, Hogwarts also had Magic Societies, Dueling Clubs, and other clubs focused on learning.

However, it is worth mentioning that these clubs were all founded by Ravenclaw.

As for Hufflepuff, they had almost all joined a club Sean was interested in: the Never-Go-Hungry Club.

"Sean, I heard your next class is Herbology,"

At this moment, Justin walked out of the crowd in the Great Hall, holding a few Mandrake leaves,

"Can I see your Animagus transformation? I've been very interested in it lately."