Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Chapter 1018 Umbrella House Event
After dinner, when Wade and Michael arrived at the Umbrella House, they found that quite a few people had already gathered there.

Harry and Neville were hunched over their desks, frowning as they did their homework; Theo was whispering with Ryan about how to write their Herbology paper; Padma sat by the fireplace flipping through a book; and the Weasley twins were tinkering with their new inventions in the practice area.

Of all the SSC members, only Hermione is missing.

"Hermione didn't come?" Michael asked directly. "Did she run into trouble again today?"

“Probably.” Harry turned around at the sound of his voice, his face a mixture of sympathy and relief. “The holidays are coming soon, and those younger students are like slugs with boundless energy, running around everywhere. She and Ron have been so busy lately.”

During a class on protecting magical creatures last year, Hagrid excitedly introduced them to a new species he had just bred—the blast-tailed snail, which was said to be a hybrid of a man-headed lion-bodied scorpion-tailed beast and a fire crab.

Harry wasn’t interested in how two creatures so different in every way could interbreed; all he knew was that in that class they had learned firsthand what kind of chaos a creature could cause.

Those bizarre things were not only ugly, but also extremely aggressive, irritable, and difficult to control. They could even suddenly explode, which was terrifying.

Fortunately, Hagrid listened to advice and, amidst the unanimous opposition of all the students, finally gave up the idea of ​​including the tassel-tailed snail in the regular curriculum.

Unfortunately, as Hagrid's friends, Harry and the others were forced to take on important tasks such as "walking the Blasttail" and "feeding the Blasttail" several times, and each time they were driven crazy by those creatures.

Although he felt a little guilty towards his two best friends, after witnessing the destructive power of those younger students, Harry thought of the Blasttail more than once, and was also more than once glad that he hadn't actually been chosen as a prefect.

As soon as Wade put down his schoolbag, Neville walked over with a worried look on his face and stammered, "Wade, do you have time now? Could...could you take a look at this homework for me?"

“Of course,” Wade said. “You know I don’t have to do homework now. About this—”

He glanced down at the parchment that only had a title.

"—In the analysis assignment for the potion of forgetfulness, which part do you find difficult to understand?"

“Professor Snape asked us to analyze… to analyze the effect of adding sneezes concentrate at different times… on the… directionality of the potion,” Neville stammered. “I checked several books, and they only said the effect was significant…”

As he spoke, he took out his notebook, which contained a lot of messy notes. Overall, it was quite serious, but he just didn't know how to write them properly.

Wade nodded and said, "The potion of oblivion is actually a NEWT-level potion. We are only learning the principles so far. The real purpose is to analyze the properties of several potion ingredients. Without actual operation, it is indeed easy to be confused."

"Sneezes Concentrate is a potent mood and perception modifier. It can precisely target the body, mind, emotions, or memories. Its effect is to activate specific ingredients in potions and then quickly stabilize them. The timing of its addition determines its effectiveness."

"Next, we will analyze its impact on orientation from five aspects..."

As he spoke, he pulled out a blank parchment and sketched a flowchart on it with simple lines. Then he listed the key critical points in the brewing process of each potion, analyzing as he spoke.

As Vader continued to draw and write with his quill pen, Neville's eyes gradually brightened, and he nodded repeatedly.

He felt he had completely understood, and after Wade finished speaking, Neville even felt that the paper assignment was almost taking shape in his mind.

He thanked Wade and, without a moment's delay, returned to his seat, quickly jotting down those fleeting inspirations.

When Wade looked up, he saw Harry and the others also writing furiously. Michael asked Theo and Ryan in confusion, "What are you busy writing down? This week's homework is just a buffer."

“Yes, but Professor Snape will definitely assign this homework later, right?” Ryan said, looking a little tired. “If I don’t write it down, I’m afraid I’ll forget it later.” Michael looked at their dark circles with sympathy, then turned to Wade and complained:

"Look at these poor guys, they might have to write two potion papers tonight!"

"Speaking of which, we've been getting so much homework lately it's practically self-replicating. Even though vacation is almost here, students in other grades are already relaxing and having fun, while we're still stuck in the middle of it all!"

Fred and George looked up abruptly, feeling as if they were being talked about.

Although the two hadn't done anything wrong, they still guiltily moved the pile of trinkets further inside, so that the fifth-year students, who were being tormented by OWLs, wouldn't see them and further fuel their inner resentment.

Upon hearing this, Padma proudly puffed out her chest and said, "That's you! I finished most of my homework during my History of Magic class, and now it's all done!"

With a strong sense of superiority, she casually pushed Michael aside, sat down in front of Wade with a "plop," and pulled out several manuscripts filled with writing.

“VadeVade, quickly help me with this!” Padma said urgently, “I recently learned about protective charms for buildings in Charms class, but I don’t really understand this part…”

Wade took it, glanced at it twice, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

He looked up and saw that everyone—except Neville, who was sweating profusely and busy doing his potion homework—had gathered around, their ears perked up, ready to listen to the lecture, their quills and notebooks prepared.

Wade chuckled: "None of you understand? This part should be explained in more detail in the book 'Resident Magic,' right?"

Theo nodded honestly, then shook his head: "I looked at it... but I don't understand it."

“There are many parts that I don’t quite understand either. Of course, if it’s just the part that’s on the exam, then I can probably understand it,” Padma said. “But several parts are related to runes, which are beyond my knowledge.”

In reality, apart from a very few top students, most students are in this state of having a vague understanding of what they are learning.

Their confusion and uncertainty may last for several years until they encounter more advanced knowledge or engage in relevant practical work after graduation, at which point they will suddenly realize the truth.

But the people in SSC were different; they had become accustomed to one thing—

The content they learned had a clear structure for each knowledge point, and every difficult point became thoroughly understood.

Therefore, people now find this kind of chaos, where it seems like they've only learned half of everything, unbearable.

Wade smiled, pulled out a new parchment, and began to analyze Padma's paper as well.

Not just Nawi and Padma, but everyone had accumulated a lot of questions during this period. They silently ranked everyone in their minds, each asking only one question, and then tacitly gave the opportunity to others.

Their questions were wide-ranging, covering potions, spells, ancient runes, magical creatures, herbs, astronomy, and even the history of magic.

Wade accepted all questions without hesitation, and his answers were always concise, precise, and to the point, as if he had a pre-built answer bank in his mind for every question, which he could simply retrieve.

Just then, the door to the Umbrella House was pushed open, and Hermione walked in. Her shoulders and hair were still covered in snow, her cheeks were red from the cold, and she looked a little tired.

(End of this chapter)