Chapter 97: Hogwarts Learning Panel, Chapter 46

Sean Green thought about it seriously:

"I misspoke."

"You two!"

Hermione puffed out her cheeks and slapped the table.

Jia Siting immediately lowered his head like a quail, and Sean also felt his momentum inexplicably deflate.

"Headmaster Dumbledore is right; those who don't want to die a miserable death shouldn't go in there..."

Hermione said, her voice dropping significantly.

Sean noticed Jia Siting tensing his body:

"So, did you go in? Hermione? What happened after? Are you okay?"

"It's not that I wanted to break school rules, but Harry..."

Both of their voices rang out at once, but Hermione stopped abruptly halfway through.

"... Hermione, I don't care about school rules, nor do I care about Harry. I only care about one thing: are you okay?"

Jia Siting paused; the words "miserable death" made his voice tremble slightly.

Sean saw Hermione's eyes redden a little.

"I... I'm fine..."

Hermione said blankly,

"Actually, I almost died."

Jia Siting stood up instantly, and Sean heard his breathing accelerate:

"Harry Potter? Is it that Harry Potter? What has he done?!

Damn it, I have to go find him and get to the bottom of this!"

Sean gently pulled on the agitated Jia Siting; his reason seemed to leave him whenever Hermione was stunned,

and would return with Sean's gentle tug.

"Perhaps we can listen to Hermione's explanation first. Harry won't disappear, right?"

Sean persuaded gently.

Lightning suddenly streaked across the sky outside, and before long, a rumbling of thunder followed.

The weather in the Scottish Highlands is always fickle.

But having a small nest was enough to shut out the persistent, gloomy rain.

"Gryffindor cowards, they can't do anything except drag others down!"

Jia Siting whispered angrily.

Under Hermione's explanation, the matter was already very clear. In Jia Siting's view,

Harry, who had no brain and was tricked into a duel, and Ron, who had no brain and went to hit Peeves, causing them all to panic and flee,

were not only useless but also harmful!

And Hermione, who was full of collective honor, tried to stop them from wandering at night, and even used a spell to help them open the door, was completely dragged into it!

If he had been there, he would definitely have used his smelly boots to knock some sense into those two useless heads!

Sean instinctively felt something was wrong, but for a moment, he didn't know what.

"That was a three-headed dog, its teeth were enough to crush a skull, and it had corrosive saliva,"

Hermione recalled, her initial fear and panic gradually subsiding, and the sleepiness from her insomnia last night began to creep in,

"It must have been guarding something... a trapdoor..."

She pondered, and before she knew it, she fell into a sound sleep. This brought Jia Siting's anger to its peak;

he silently covered Hermione with a blanket and, expressionless, prepared to go out.

Sean sighed; he didn't need to think to know what Jia Siting was going to do.

"Headmaster Dumbledore couldn't possibly not know what is inside Hogwarts,"

Sean said softly,

"Hermione said the three-headed dog was guarding something; I think that is exactly the Headmaster's plan.

If the Headmaster allowed this to happen, then it means it isn't dangerous. Remember, the three-headed dog didn't actually attack Hermione."

Jia Siting stood silently in place for a while:

"Sean, you are always full of wisdom.

But Mother said, if doing something necessary makes you look like a fool,

then let me be a fool!"

He walked out in the end,

"I don't know about any Headmaster's plan; I only know that Hermione almost died behind that door...

If no one protests for her, then is her pain to be ignored in vain?"

Lightning in the distance illuminated Sean's profile.

Well,

it's really good to have a Hufflepuff friend.

Sean thought once more.

The Headmaster wouldn't care much about Jia Siting's protest, but Hermione would; that is the significance.

Sean didn't think the plot could be changed; everything was under Headmaster Dumbledore's control—

at least in the first Harry Potter book, it was like that.

This is a pure fairy tale.

Nothing to worry about,

Sean thought,

compared to focusing on these things, his scholarship crisis was clearly much bigger.

The three-headed dog can't bite anyone to death, the Sorcerer's Stone can't be stolen, and Voldemort's essence is to be an experience baby.

But if he doesn't get his scholarship, it could really leave him without money to even buy a quill or textbooks.

Compared to how long it takes for Voldemort to be driven away, Sean is more concerned about whether he can stay in school.

"Professor Fuliwei almost explicitly stated it...

The Levitation Charm, at least at a proficient level, preferably reaching the point of silent casting;

and the Summoning Charm and the Aguamenti Charm need to be learned..."

Sean looked at the sleeping Hermione and silently moved the magic lantern away.

His most important goal now was very clear: grind proficiency, raise his spell learning to a high level,

and then ask Professor Fuliwei for Defense Against the Dark Arts spells beyond what a first-year student learns.

Collect the last piece of the scholarship,

and synthesize a 600 Jin Jialong super gift package. ===== CHAPTER 98 =====