Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 232 Chat Group Goes Online

Harry, his two friends rushed back to the castle, and following Hermione's instructions, they stayed in the secret passage until after 3 p.m. before reappearing in the castle.

Having returned to campus and endured over twenty hours of activity, their fatigue had already reached its peak.

Hermione gave the two of them some of her homemade calming potions. After a brief farewell, the three drank the potions and collapsed onto the bed.

As a result, they missed the celebration following the first update of the practice guide.
Professor Li Wei's Fan Club

【Ginny: Ciallo～(∠ω<)⌒☆】

[Pavati: Ciallo～(∠ω<)⌒☆]

[Padma: Sister? That's amazing! I never thought we could actually communicate!]

[Li: Merlin, does this mean we can communicate via the encyclopedia from now on? Then who needs an owl! That would be so convenient!]

[Nawi: Is this...is this a dark magic item?]

As soon as the first horn sounded, the Ravenclaw students' eyes lit up and they quickly developed this function to its fullest potential.

Within an hour, specialized groups such as the "Ancient Rune Words and Phrases Help Group" and the "Weekly Problem Discussion on Arithmetic and Divination" emerged, with information flowing at the speed of academic paper abstracts.

Cedric obtained the list from his dean, Professor Sprout, and quickly added all the Hufflepuff students to a group chat.

Hufflepuff Student Mutual Aid Group

[Announcement: Welcome home, Hufflepuff friends.]

This is our own little corner. We can share any small troubles that need a helping hand, lost items, or news about new kitchen recipes.

There is only one principle: Like soil accepting seeds, like a beehive jointly creating sweetness.

Below the announcement, a series of neat replies quickly appeared, like seedlings sprouting in spring:

Hannah Abbott: Prefect's Loyalty!

Ernie McMillan: Prefectural Loyalty!!
Justin Finley: Prefectural Loyalty!!!

After a series of expressions of 'loyalty', a slightly different message appeared in the group chat.

[College Seeking Help: I ​​accidentally lost a wool sock near the corridor between the kitchen and the auditorium.]

It's blue, with dark blue stripes; it might have fallen somewhere. It has special meaning to me; my grandmother knitted it. If anyone sees it, please let me know, okay? Thank you. —Susan

[Hannah]: Susan, don't worry! I'm on my way to the library, I'll keep an eye out for that route for you!
[Milo]: I suggest trying the 'Summoning Charm'? However, it needs a more specific target; if it's just 'wool socks', it might summon a whole bunch of them.

[Zakaris Smith]: I just asked the Pikachu who was passing by (it didn't cause any trouble today!), and it said it didn't see him, but promised it wouldn't hide if it found him.

Within half an hour, Susan's plea for help had garnered seven responses offering information or comfort, as well as three specific suspicious locations:

Under a footstool with a portrait of a fat lady dozing off, at the door of an abandoned broom cabinet, and in the corner of a fruit bowl frame near the entrance to the Hufflepuff lounge.

Finally, a simple message solved the problem:
[Mia]: I just came back from the library. When I passed the fruit plate picture frame, I used 'Wool Socks Flying Over'. The socks have blue stripes, right?
It's stuck in the gap between the frame and the wall. It's here with me now, Susan. Are you in the lounge? I'll bring it to you.

[Susan]: I'm here! Thank you so much!

"How stupid, this is something only mudbloods and idiots would use."

Malfoy walked through the Great Hall, looking disdainfully at the students who were engrossed in studying the sacred texts.

He was somewhat surprised not to hear any echoes of agreement.

He turned his head and saw his two henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle, also looking down at the book. "Hey! What are you looking at!"

“Uh—Prefect Gemma Farley pulled us into a private party and was distributing some useful dueling tips—she told us not to tell anyone, that it was for Slytherin students only.”

Why am I not inside?

Malfoy was puzzled.

"Uh—we turned them down for you. Didn't you say you were too busy to deal with these things?"

"Damn it! Drag me in too!"

"Damn it! I actually missed this amazing event!"

When Hermione woke up, she swore, which was extremely rare for her.

Although she was sleeping, many people, relying on her title as the number one on the [Basic Question Bank] list, had already pulled her into numerous group chats, including but not limited to [Spell Principles Research Group], [Professor Levi's Defense Techniques Practical Discussion], [Owl Shack Feather Mutual Aid], [Secret Garden], and other group chats.

It took her an hour just to look at the chat history—and she couldn't even finish it.

Every student was thrilled with the new feature, and everyone was chatting in group chats of all sizes, expressing their opinions. Hermione would often finish reading one group's messages only to find another group already flooded with messages.

Fortunately, she had already slept in the afternoon—she had to spend the entire night going through all the messages to figure out what was going on.

On the other hand, Harry woke up relatively early, while Ron slept straight through until the next morning.

At breakfast, everything at Hogwarts felt foreign to him—the sight of everyone with their heads down, focused on the Bible, was happening again.

Hermione wasn't there, and neither was Harry—he'd gotten up early to do his morning exercise, a habit Ron was still unaware of.

"I said, what exactly happened?"

“Ron, why aren’t you saying anything in the group chat? I’ve already added you to our dorm group chat—oh, and the Quidditch team too—Captain Wood asked me to pass on a message to you—pay attention to the Quidditch team’s group messages.”

"Group messages? What are those?"

Ron stared wide-eyed, starting to get a little anxious.

At the beginning of the semester, he successfully passed the selection for the Gryffindor Quidditch team and became a goalkeeper. He was very interested in Quidditch – it was almost October and the Quidditch season was about to begin. Wood was the captain of their Gryffindor team.

Although I don't understand what happened, it must be something very important.

"Speaking of which, you seem to have slept all day yesterday—you wouldn't be unaware of the manual, would you?"

Neville looked at Ron, his face showing an expression that said, for the first time, 'This guy is even dumber than me.'

Ron, feeling Neville's gaze, raised his voice and asked:
"So what exactly happened? Is it related to that update?"

Neville shook his head and said to him:
Why don't you just open the manual and take a look?

Now every student carries a treasure book with them, and Ron is no exception.

He listened to Neville's words and opened the book, only to find a new section called "Chat Groups".

He quickly clicked on it and saw six or seven chat groups. In each chat group, students were constantly talking and exchanging information.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"By Merlin"

(End of this chapter)