Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 163: The Black Cat

Far away, Dumbledore's smile never stopped; even eating a snow-flavored Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Bean didn't spoil his good mood.

Seeing the two people handling things in such different ways, he seemed to already imagine the child's bewildered expression after receiving the letter.

Nothing could be more interesting to him than this.

His intrigued gaze traveled across distant houses and over vast distances before finally settling on Hogwarts Castle.

At that moment, Sheen was looking at alchemy books by the firelight.

Bruce wasn't going to recover anytime soon. He was completely wrapped up like a dumpling. Even so, he was still able to argue with Leon, thanks to Pister's translation.

The scene was probably like this:

Leon: "I've never seen such an idiot as you."

Bruce: "Hmm."

Pister: "He said, 'Now you've seen it for yourself.'"

Leon: "..."

Fortunately, Senior Leon discovered Sheen and readily agreed to his request.

This put Sheen's worries at ease when he returned to Hope Hut.

Of course, the biggest concern remains with Bruce.

Fortunately, Bruce will be discharged from the hospital in three days. It must be said that Mrs. Pomfrey is extremely efficient in this regard.

Sheen guessed it was because there weren't enough beds in the school hospital, and the young wizards were mostly mischievous.

So Madam Pomfrey would often kick the young wizards out as soon as their injuries had almost healed.

Inside the Hope Hut.

The second type of animal cracker was quickly decided upon. That's right, it was Mrs. Lorice's crackers.

Hogwarts has many creatures, but the most are in the Forbidden Forest. However, Sheen does not plan to go to the Forbidden Forest because the Dark Lord occasionally spawns there.

If you're unlucky, you can easily get hit by a Persecuting Curse in the "safe" Hogwarts.

Excluding the Forbidden Forest, Shin's options are very limited.

Most of the animals in Hogwarts Castle are either students' pets or assistants to faculty and staff.

Among animals like toads, mice, and spiders, cats seem to be the most friendly.

Therefore, after finishing reading the book and preparing the materials and runes, Sheen decided to feed Lady Loris as much as possible. Surely, for the sake of the dried fish, she would still be willing to let him observe her a bit?

Soon, Sheen returned to the cabin from the school hospital, where everyone gathered around him hesitantly and with concern.

"Is he alright?"

Hermione asked.

"Ah."

Sheen nodded, then added,
"You can be discharged in three days."

"Merlin—such a serious injury, only three days?"

Ron asked in surprise, "The last time we went to the school hospital, we saw how serious Bruce's injuries were."

"St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries has many skilled healers..."

At this moment, Neville, who had been mostly silent, spoke up.

He trembled, but his eyes were full of confidence in the doctors.

"Ok."

Ron nodded.

However, just as everyone was leaving, Sheehan and Justin's eyes both fell on Neville.

So I hope the cabin will become quiet and slow again.

Time, like amber, freezes moments that are both gentle and resolute.

After sorting through the index of the first book, an owl appeared outside the window, covered in snow and flapping its wings, trying to come in, but was kept out by the window.

Mr. Owl was so angry in the portrait that he trembled. With a flap of his wings, the open window moved from the left wall to the right.

"Great! Great! They've all come looking for me!"

It cried out loudly. With a silver-haired owl crashing into the window, Sheen quickly ran out of the cabin.

Mr. Owl was still angrily hooting behind him, and Sheehan guessed that he would be trapped at the door again next time.

The silvery-white owl finally landed on Sheen's shoulder, flames erupted from Sheen's wand, and the falling snowflakes slowly melted on its wings.

This owl was the first Christmas gift Sheehan received, and it came from Ms. Roland Taylor.

Soon, Sheen waved his wand again, and a book transformed into a small cushion, which was placed on Sheen's shoulder. A silver-white owl nestled inside the cushion and nuzzled Sheen's cheek.

Watching it slowly calm down from trembling, Sheen finally took out the letter to read:
Dear Mr. Green:

I think I've already agreed to help Longbottom...

Upon seeing these words, Sheen nodded.

There are five days left until Christmas.

Along with Christmas comes an avalanche of homework.

Everyone got busy, and even Ron and Harry, after finding the accurate and simple method, burst out with great enthusiasm.

Although they could never understand why Justin had so much time to bake cookies after finishing his homework; and why Sheehan even had time to feed the cat.

Lady Lorris, who used to chase them around everywhere, was incredibly well-behaved in Sheen's hands.

[You practiced making Lady Lorice cookies to the standards of an apprentice; proficiency +1]

Under Sheehan's careful observation, he quickly made Mrs. Lorris cookies, adding another category to the animal cookie series.

Justin and Hermione had been looking forward to this cookie for a long time.

Strangely, they didn't seem to be looking forward to trying it themselves.

"Give it a try, Sheen?"

Justin said excitedly, and Hermione put down her book and looked at Sheehan expectantly.

Harry and Ron went to the library at that time.

Wearing baking gloves, Sheen handed out the cookies, only to find the two of them shaking their heads.

Then he stared straight at himself.

"Oh—Sheen, I can't always be the one doing the experiments, can I?"

Justin laughed.

Well... that's normal, since they can't see the panel prompts and don't know if it's safe.

So Sheen took a bite of the cookie, and soon, a change occurred.

It was a black cat.

It was small, entirely black, like a walking mass of night. A moment later, it gracefully leaped onto the windowsill, tilting its head to look at the remaining cookie crumbs, its jade-like eyes shimmering with a lively light.

"Justin, I remember... wizards lose consciousness after transforming, right?"

Hermione didn't even blink.

"Oh—of course."

Just as Justin and Hermione approached.

The black cat purred, and with a leap into the air, it transformed into a little wizard.

Sheen was still in shock—he had his own consciousness!

Then they were interrupted by two people who came up to them.

"Cough cough..."

Hermione turned her head away, her face slightly flushed.

"Oh! Sheehan, that's great, want another one?"

Sheehan ignored Justin's words, left a few cookies, and went out.

The feeling was incredibly strange; the world of a cat is so different from that of a wizard.