Chapter 99: Hogwarts Learning Panel, Chapter 47

As for Jia Siting, something seemed to have happened between him and Harry; when he learned that it was Hermione who had insisted on following them, his momentum weakened significantly.

Hermione was now ignoring Harry and Ron, but Jia Siting had actually changed his evaluation of Harry:

"Sean, I think the difference between Harry and my perception is really huge. When I talked to him,

he even expressed his apology to me regarding Hermione; that expression couldn't be fake...

We chatted for a while, and I have to say, if I encountered trouble like that Slytherin,

I would also find it hard to control myself from breaking school rules."

Jia Siting seemed to have some reflections,

"If this matter taught me anything, it's that when you don't know the full picture, don't pass judgment—

Mother was so right."

Sean nodded slowly and then left the classroom.

He was truly curious about Mrs. Finnigan; the other party must be glowing all over.

Jia Siting, left alone, miraculously brought Hermione a note:

【Sorry, Granger】

This was beyond Sean's expectations, yet it made sense.

In his first year, Harry already displayed maturity and resilience.

He grew up in the Dursleys' bullying and neglect, yet he didn't become twisted or cowardly,

but instead nurtured a low-key kindness and a strong desire for justice.

Sean was perhaps the wizard among all the first-year students who understood this feeling best;

after all, they were both orphans.

If Sean's personality was underpinned by a firm self-awareness, preventing him from going astray,

then Harry's was pure resilience.

Harry would never be a bad kid, nor was he a complete hothead.

If he had to describe him, Sean thought he was a war orphan who deserved some favoritism.

Those childhoods mentioned in only a few strokes in the original work were dark and damp enough to stretch on for a long time.

So Sean wouldn't think that Headmaster Dumbledore summoning Professor Qiluo to Hogwarts and designing various dangerous traps on the fourth floor was something to complain about.

If Harry couldn't grow, and Headmaster Dumbledore couldn't use this to clear out the two-faced man,

then who would deal with Voldemort?

The only thing to note is that one must stay as far away from Professor Qiluo as possible.

Sean thought this, and gently exhaled.

The warm wind blew his hair, making his emerald eyes even brighter.

The grass after the rain was filled with misty water vapor, a crisp scent of soil rushed toward him, and he could vaguely smell the faint musty odor of the oak seats in the stands soaked by the night dew.

Sean found Madam Maige here, who was tidying up her broom, and he walked over quickly:

"Madam Maige, can I practice flying on a broom here? It won't be too long."

Sean asked cautiously.

"Oh, who did you think I was waiting for? Mr. Green, use this broom!"

Madam Maige's eagle-like eyes swept over Sean and she threw him a still-intact Cleansweep Seven.

"Thank you."

Sean mounted the broom nimbly; whether it was psychological or not, he clearly felt the fatigue from practicing spells dissipate a little. ===== CHAPTER 100 =====