Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Chapter 67 A Busy Day

Eye contact.

After a moment, Wade walked forward again and asked, "What did you see just now?"

"Yeah." Griffiths nodded and said, "When I was visiting, I happened to see you and the house-elf... The sign of a good house-elf is that it does not let wizards discover its existence, and the house-elves at Hogwarts have always been the best - many students have never seen an elf by the time they graduate!"

Griffiths commented with a grin, "These naive little fools thought the castle had some magical housekeeping magic that made their dirty clothes and shoes clean!"

"Whether someone sees you or not is not the criterion for judging whether you are good or bad." Wade defended his little friend: "Harpy is also very good."

"You're right." Griffiths nodded in agreement, but the fact that he didn't refute a word made people feel a little weird.

There were no portraits in the corridor ahead, so Griffiths had to stop and watch the little Ravenclaw wizard go away.

"—a Ravenclaw who made friends with house-elves?"

He said to himself, and suddenly laughed again: "Are we really just friends?"

……

Wade suddenly found that the professors' attitudes towards him became gentler, and even Professor Snape gave him two extra points for the first time - you know, in the previous Potions classes, even if Wade's potions were almost perfect every time, it would be good if Professor Snape gave him one point at most three times out of ten.

Wade really wished he could capture the shocked expressions on the faces of the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs in the classroom with his camera.

The always strict Professor McGonagall also let Wade stay alone after class and gave him a list of books.

"Transfiguration is the most magical magic." Professor McGonagall said with a smile: "If you can read these books carefully and understand them deeply, you will definitely go further on the road of Transfiguration."

"Thank you, Professor." Wade looked at the list of books. He had never read most of them, but -

"These latter books seem to be in the restricted section of the library."

"That's right. When you finish reading the previous books, you can come to me -" Professor McGonagall looked at him expectantly and said, "I will sign your note."

Professor Flitwick, of course, promised that Wade could borrow any book from his private library at any time, and every time Wade went to ask a question, the candies and desserts on Professor Flitwick's table would be richer than usual;
Professor Sprout's smile became more friendly, and she also lent a few herbology books to Wade after class.

So Wade's time began to become increasingly tight.

In the morning he would fly on his broom directly from the tower to the eighth floor of the main tower, and one of Zoe and the other two would rush to help him carry the broom back to the dormitory.

He would transform the Room of Requirement into a fitness equipment or swimming pool to exercise, then into a study to read or prepare for his homework, and then have breakfast. During this time, there was always a house elf guarding nearby. If someone passed by nearby, they would remind him in the Friends Book to prevent him from bumping into anyone when entering and leaving the Room of Requirement.

If he had classes, he would go to the classroom first. When he didn't have classes, Wade would basically spend all his time in the Room of Requirement. If he wanted to practice magic, the Room of Requirement could provide relevant books and targets for casting spells. If he wanted to practice potions, there would be crucibles of various sizes, scales, fuel, measuring cups, etc., but he would need to prepare the materials in advance. If he wanted to study alchemy and the "gifts" and "tests" given to him by Professor Murray, the various alchemy equipment was even more complete than that of Professor Murray.

After dinner and before curfew is almost the fixed activity time of SSC. They gather in the umbrella house, practice spells, complete the homework that was not completed during the day, discuss and solve problems with each other, or just sit together and chat.

In fact, with Wade's advanced learning progress, no one in SSC can provide any valuable help to his studies. This can be regarded as an after-school tutoring class run by Wade himself, and it doesn't charge any money.

But not everything needs to be considered from a mutually beneficial and utilitarian perspective.

The time spent with these friends was also very precious to Wade. Here, his mind and spirit could be fully relaxed, and he could put down some of the thoughts that had been weighing on his mind, and talk and laugh casually, which relieved the fatigue of a whole day of high-intensity study.

Moreover, seeing that the originally clumsy Neville and others had made significant progress under his guidance, this joy and satisfaction even exceeded the joy of learning a new magic himself - after all, Vader was already accustomed to the latter, while the former was a surprise every time it appeared.

Positive emotions are always contagious, and every time an Umbrella House activity ends, everyone has a smile on their face.

“It would be great if we could suggest to the principal to postpone the school curfew by another hour.” Padma packed up her books and said happily, “I’ve never felt so happy studying before.”

Even Neville nodded. As long as he was in the Umbrella House, he no longer found studying potions painful.

He still makes mistakes frequently, but his friends around him will correct his mistakes in time and no one scolds him.

"Next week is the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, right?" Michael looked at the people from the two colleges with a probing look.

"Yeah." Hermione sighed worriedly, "I heard that Professor Snape will be the referee."

"Then you're in trouble." Padma said sympathetically, "Professor Snape will definitely not make a fair judgment - everyone knows how much he hates Gryffindor, especially since Harry Potter is also on your college team."

Almost everyone in the school knew that Snape was targeting Harry Potter.

But the few people who had been to the principal's office last time looked at each other with similar understanding in their eyes.

The next day at noon, Hermione gave a signal in the hall, and several people gathered in the umbrella house tacitly and talked about this matter -

"Professor Snape should be sent by the headmaster to protect Harry Potter on the field, right?" Ryan said: "Although Professor Snape has a bad temper, Professor Dumbledore trusts him so much, it must be because he is trustworthy."

Michael fiddled with his Quidditch star model, watching the little doll being knocked down and getting up again and again, and added with a smile: "Of course, deducting points and protecting - these two things can be done at the same time without conflict -"

Ryan sighed: "There are so many professors in the school, why did the headmaster choose to send the one who hates Harry Potter the most?"

(End of this chapter)