Chapter 81: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 39

The corners of his eyes were slightly red.

In the Great Hall.

A short, chubby, blonde boy was sitting restlessly, clutching a book, but his eyes couldn't stop darting toward the entrance.

"Alright, Fenli said he'd wait for me here, so he'll definitely come. Worrying about this is less productive than worrying about Friday's flying lesson."

"Ernie!"

Jia Siting scanned the Great Hall and spotted the boy at the Hufflepuff table.

"Jia Siting!"

The chubby boy responded instantly, and Jia Siting immediately led Xiang Xien over with quick steps.

Looking at this face that was not unfamiliar, a wealth of information flashed through Xiang Xien's mind.

Ernie Macmillan.

A ninth-generation pure-blood Hufflepuff, and a Hufflepuff who was equally sincere.

He had once mistakenly believed Harry was the Heir of Slytherin, but after Hemin was petrified, he gradually realized Harry was innocent and publicly apologized to him, and Harry accepted his apology.

What left a deep impression on Xiang Xien was during the Battle of Hogwarts,

Professor Marcus Maige said to Ernie, who was a prefect:

"Prefects, after hearing my order, organize the students of your house and be responsible for sending them to the evacuation point in an orderly manner."

Ernie Macmillan said with rare seriousness:

"What if we want to stay and join the fight?"

……

Ernie brought some joyful news: Professor Sineipu was grading papers today and had already been in his office for quite a while.

Xiang Xien immediately took his brewing tools and materials out of the classroom,

and set off on the road to the dungeons.

As for why he insisted on brewing in the dungeons, it was because first-year young wizards were not qualified to take cauldrons out of the dungeons.

If they could, one could imagine that Hogwarts would welcome many experts in explosions.

Potions was not a safe subject, just like how chemistry experiments needed to be done in a laboratory,

such dangerous behavior could not be carried out casually.

Wisps of white smoke floated above the cauldron again; Xiang Xien was focused, his hands moving non-stop.

Before long, the cauldron began to bubble and gurgle.

In the dungeon, only the sound of faint breathing and the boiling of the cauldron remained.

When Professor Sineipu left his office and arrived at the dungeon,

Xiang Xien had already left, satisfied with three points of proficiency.

Master Liba Xiu Bolaqi was right,

if one did not have sufficient mental willpower, it was impossible to complete the improvement ritual.

Since the last time he brewed potions, Xiang Xien's exhaustion had persisted.

This exhaustion was from the inside out, and according to Master Liba Xiu Bolaqi's estimation, it would last at least five days.

While waiting for the exhaustion to fully recover, Xiang Xien did not stay idle. If one had to use a single sentence to accurately describe what he was doing,

it would be:

He was playing hide-and-seek with Professor Sineipu. ===== CHAPTER 82 =====