Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 241: Summer Vacation Plans

The most important thing is staying on campus during the summer.

Just think about it, Hogwarts Castle has so many books that a wizard can only read a fraction of them in his entire life.
After the young wizards leave on the Hogwarts Express, the professors will have plenty of free time, providing one-on-one instruction almost every day.

It's so exciting to think about.

As before, the application to stay on campus requires three letters of recommendation and some special contributions.

Sheen believed he had already accomplished it.

Then came the opening of Weasley & Grimm's Wizarding Tricks.

Weasley & Grimm's Wizarding Tricks will open in the second week of summer vacation, with a wide variety of products for wizards to purchase.

Wizards all over Britain had heard of this renowned magic shop, and many of its products were bestsellers.

If you haven't heard of this shop—that's okay, as their name was only recently revealed; previously, wizards referred to them as Shop Ninety-Three—you've definitely heard of their products:

Top-tier wizarding entertainment: quirky wizard chess, magical animal party cookie series, anti-curse helmet, quick-fix truancy tools...

These individual items were all bestsellers, and now they're all concentrated in one store.

The enthusiasm of the British wizards is now almost overwhelming Manager Gert, who has complained to Sheehan more than once, demanding that more staff be sent.

Sheehan was not going to miss the opening of Weasley & Grimm's Magical Tricks, nor was he going to refuse Mrs. Weasley's invitation.

In fact, he was very curious about the Burrow, which was a house built entirely of magic.

No alchemist would refuse to take a look.

Finally, he will stay at Mag Villa for another two weeks.

Sheehan easily planned his summer studies—to study alchemy at the Burrow, to practice Transfiguration at McGonagall, and finally to return to his familiar Hogwarts.

But now, he needs to find Professor Snape.

The cellar was as dark and damp as ever. Professor Snape gave Sheehan a cold look:
“Weasleys…a bunch of idiots…”

He didn't finish his sentence, then looked at Sheen with a sinister expression.

"If I say...no..."

Sheen nodded, indicating that he understood.

It looks like he'll be able to grind out the last 10,000 points of Proficiency in Transfiguration at Hogwarts.

"No...no..."

Professor Snape said again in a somber tone.

So time passed quickly.

The final Quidditch match has arrived.

In the chilly locker room beside the Quidditch pitch, where the light was gradually brightening, Oliver Wood addressed his six players, his suppressed tone revealing a resolute determination.

"This is our best chance yet to win the Quidditch Cup—we have to consider whether it might be our only chance in this lifetime!"

He paced back and forth in front of his team members and said to them,

"We're only 140 points behind Ravenclaw and 100 points behind Slytherin. Win the Quidditch Cup, and we'll win the House Cup too!"
Gryffindor hasn't won in five years...and there won't be another chance like this."

Wood swallowed hard, seemingly still choked up by the memory.
"But we also know that we are the best team in the whole school!"
Go for it, guys and girls!

The Gryffindors went out with a determined fighting spirit.

On the other side. "Fight them to the bitter end, everyone!"

Roger, as the acting captain, is giving a speech.

"Ravenclaw's lead is unchallengeable. We will end Slytherin's reign as champions and crush Gryffindor's ambitions!"

With our honed skills and tactics, painstakingly crafted!
We have prepared 10,000 ways to deal with them, and we have also made 10,000 plans to win!

We are the best team Ravenclaw has ever had!

So the Ravenclaws went out with unwavering determination.

Cheers and shouts of encouragement were heard everywhere.

The members of Hope Hut are in an awkward position—whom should they support?

On the court, Harry's anxiety reached its peak; his palms were sweating with tension, when he saw a familiar paper airplane drifting towards him:

Giving your all is the greatest respect.

Sheen nodded at him.

The stands were already packed, and Lee Jordan was giving a passionate commentary:
"Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are on the field! We can see that both of these newly formed teams have very good strength - the game is starting!"
Harry Potter! He closed in on the Golden Snitch—oh no—Sheen Green caught up! The match was incredibly intense; in just three minutes, both players displayed the ability to quickly end the game—good heavens—”

In the stands, one group of people were incredulous, while another group cheered with joy.

Harry Potter was only half a step behind Sheen Green and failed to catch the Golden Snitch, resulting in a disappointing defeat for Gryffindor.

"here you go--"

Professor McGonagall beamed with delight and stood up to applaud.

"Professor—what are you saying?"

Lee Jordan's eyes widened as he glanced at the score again. Hadn't they lost?
Professor McGonagall paused for a second, her feelings a mix of emotions.

"hehe--"

Professor Snape, however, began to clap his hands. He did so with elegance and composure, deliberately clapping loudly so that Professor Minerva McGonagall would turn her head and glance at him.

Professor Snape silently stopped clapping.

However, he suddenly felt that it wasn't so bad for Green to participate in a Quidditch match like this.

Thus, this highly anticipated competition ended amidst a sea of ​​astonished gazes.

Almost everyone is still reliving that thrilling and exciting moment.

The year-end banquet is approaching amidst a joyful atmosphere.

Before the year-end banquet, members of a mysterious organization—the Castle Cat Club—went on a near-mad spree, digging every inch of Hogwarts. They devoted all their energy to this during the period between the end of exams and the start of the holidays.

I don't know who came up with the idea of ​​nighttime exploration, but lately the administrator's office has been filled with four or five little wizards at a time.

Mr. Filch was furious. These wretched brats! He had already backed down a lot, but they kept provoking him!

It seems their actions angered the messenger of the night, and the black cat, a symbol of good fortune, never appeared again.

The frustrated minister said it was because they started looking too late, while the deputy minister thought the opposite.

These past few days, the Weasleys have practically become Sheen's shadows, popping out from every nook and cranny around him.

Sometimes they'd be in flowerpots, their heads covered in mud; sometimes behind windows, riding flying brooms; they'd even knock on Sheen's window outside Ravenclaw Tower.

(End of this chapter)