Hogwarts Card System.

Chapter 61 Slapping Voldemort in the face in public!

After the opening banquet, everyone went to the secret base, an abandoned classroom.

Friends who went home for the holiday shared their experiences and feelings.

Harley also expressed her special thanks to Hermione for the Christmas gift—Muggle contact lenses.

Then Ron, Neville, and Jerry realized that Harley wasn't wearing her glasses!

Harry proudly spread her hands, revealing a small red box. "These are contact lenses Hermione gave me. You can't see your glasses when you wear them. Pretty amazing, right?"

"Is this a pair of glasses?" Jerry reached out and touched the plastic glasses case.

Harley looked exasperated. "This is a contact lens case!"

Ron was puzzled: "Impossible! A contact lens case? But I can clearly see it!"

Hermione + Ted + Harley: ? ? ?

Afterwards, Ron and Jerry also shared their experiences during their Christmas holidays.

Ron: "Next time Ted stays at school, I'd rather go wandering the streets than stay. Am I on vacation? Even the prisoners of Azkaban aren't this tired!"

Jerry chimed in, "Even if you combine Snape and Professor McGonagall twice, they still wouldn't be as formidable as Ted!"

Ted rolled his eyes. "Look, you've even learned addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division now. It's all thanks to my tutoring classes!"

"Yeah. And every day I'm so tired that I fall asleep the moment my head hits the pillow," Ron said.

Jerry nodded. "A few times, I almost fell asleep on the way back to the common room. Skating is really fun, but it's so tiring afterwards!"

"Ice skating? You've learned to ice skate?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Ice skating? What is ice skating?" Harley asked, looking puzzled.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment: it turns out that just one holiday has created a sad, thick barrier between us.

He doesn't know what contact lenses are, and you don't know what ice skating is.

After learning what ice skating was, Harley was eager to try it. She was jumping around so much that she couldn't sit still on the chair anymore, and she couldn't wait to go out and skate to her heart's content.

"Just watch, I'm sure I'll learn it easily. I can already feel like I'm gliding fast on the ice!"

Hermione could only plead, "Not now, it's already dark. How about tomorrow?"

Harley could only sigh. "Fine, tomorrow it is. It's a deal! No backing out! Ted was right, tomorrow after tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there? If you keep putting it off until tomorrow, your life will be ruined!"

Ted: Don't misuse my ancient poems, I was just encouraging you to study them!

"That's right!" Ron suddenly exclaimed.

He figured out how to distract Harley.

"We found something great during the Christmas holidays!" He winked at Ted and Jerry.

As soon as he mentioned something good, the two of them knew what Ron meant.

Ted nodded, and Jerry blinked.

Finally, the group of six sneaked into the room containing the Mirror of Erised before curfew.

Ted had previously worried that the two would waste time indulging in fantasy, which is why he arranged a lot of holiday tutoring classes.

Now look what's happened—a bunch of people wasting time together!

I must say, this thing is practically designed to target young wizards; no young wizard can withstand it.

The Weasley twins don't come here often, but they still have expectations for reality, and although the chances are slim, they are determined to achieve them.

The others—Ron, Jerry, Harry, Neville—were all completely mesmerized. They sat in a row, staring intently at the mirror.

Hermione fared a little better; she saw that she excelled in all her subjects and had been chosen as the student council heroine, with the male lead, Ted, standing next to her.

This time, Ted ignored them.

Unlike Ron Jerry, Harley and Neville are even less immune to the mirror.

Because what they saw in the mirror was their heroically sacrificed parents.

In this situation, Ted, as a friend, really couldn't advise or stop him.

But we don't need him.

He could already sense that after Neville and Harley arrived in the classroom, a very faint, subtle magical energy enveloped the space.

Someone will take care of them, and help them face reality and be brave.

Abandon illusions and prepare for battle! Principal Deng knows this very well too~

……

After the new semester started, they skated and played during the day, and went out to look in the mirror at night.

It's worth mentioning that Harley Quinn wasn't exaggerating. On her first try on ice skates, she stood up steadily, albeit shakily, and soon she was skating quite well! She's eight Diagon Alleys ahead of Ron.

All I can say is that although Harley doesn't like Quidditch, she's still got a strong affinity for sports.

However, on the third night, when the Gryffindors sneaked into the abandoned classroom to look in the mirror and dream, Dumbledore caught them red-handed.

However, Dumbledore won't deduct points from their scores.

As a highly respected elder, it is fitting for him to give his teachings.

He emphasized the illusory satisfaction that the mirror brought to people, and how many people wasted their time in front of it, even going insane as a result.

He encouraged them to be brave, face real life, and create their own true happiness.

Then they said they would take the mirror away and put it in the right place.

The next morning at breakfast, Harley recounted what had happened to Ted and Hermione, who hadn't been involved.

She also said she asked what Dumbledore saw in the mirror.

"Dumbledore said he saw a lot of wool socks. He also said that people gave him books as gifts, but he actually wished someone would give him a few pairs of socks instead."

Ted: Socks, huh? I'll send Dumbledore a pair of black stockings next Christmas, in Snape's name~

After a short holiday, it will take the young wizards several days to fully get back into school mode.

But Hermione doesn't need to.

She studies even during her holidays; except for not being able to use magic, it's like she's always in school.

Therefore, when the group did homework in the library every day, she always easily exceeded the requirements—if the professor assigned 5-inch assignments, she would write 8-inch ones.

Harley Ron and the others couldn't be more supportive of this diligent attitude, because they could copy homework separately to avoid a high plagiarism rate.

However, Ted also advised her not to be too tense.

She always made herself the target of her pursuit, unleashing arcane wisdom and engaging in a frenzied infighting that even Ted was somewhat afraid of.

If you keep doing this, you're going to make me develop a dislike for school.

"Why don't you relax a bit? I recently discovered a magazine that's quite interesting, with a kind of nonsensical comedy feel to it. I recommend it to you."

So Hermione found a book called "The Quibbler".

This magazine made Hermione's eyes widen. Because she saw her staring so often.

"What is all this?!" Hermione stared for a few minutes, feeling her eyes hurt from staring so much.

"This content is too... too... too bizarre!" Hermione exclaimed several times, unable to quite describe it.

You say he's making things up out of nothing, secretly plotting, imagining things out of thin air, or fabricating something out of thin air? You're still not sure!

After all, the information in the magazine is quite comprehensive, but there's no evidence to back it up; it's all just talk.

"Look at this!" Hermione said, her anger tinged with a mixture of bewilderment and embarrassment.

"If you heat the essence of Dictamnus dasycarpus in moonlight-purified water and drink it under the moon, you can see the full moon the following night! This sounds like pure nonsense. I've never heard of Dictamnus dasycarpus and moonlight-purified water having such a function!"

Hermione was furious when she realized that everything in the magazine looked fake, but she couldn't prove it wrong.

Ted chuckled to himself, feeling he had achieved his goal of diverting attention from the involution, while also having to appease the annoyed Miss Beaver.

"Don't be angry, Hermione, don't be angry. I think, at least this editor-in-chief has the ability to make up stories. Look, the general principles, ritual procedures, precautions, and possible anomalies are written so vividly, it's like the real thing."

"And this one, this curved-nosed snorting beast, might even be an unproven otherworldly magical creature!"

However, Hermione was not impressed by Ted's attempts to smooth things over.

"No! I believe that things that haven't been verified cannot be confirmed, much less written in a magazine!"

"Okay, okay! You're right!" Ted said, barely suppressing a laugh.

"By the way, let me tell you about the Muggle opinions. Some experts and scholars are much more interesting than this editor-in-chief."

"For example, they made a terrifying assumption: is it possible that there's a slow-acting poison in the air that would take 70 to 120 years to kill a person? After all, very few people live to be two hundred!"

Hermione was so angry when she heard that her CPU almost burned out; her head was practically smoking.

The group of friends were completely caught up in Ted's assumptions.

While Neville and Harley were still debating whether it was true or false, they saw the clever Ron and Jerry already holding their breath.

……

At the start of the new semester, a heavy snow fell over the castle area. The surrounding mountains, forests, and lakes were all covered in a blanket of white.

The ancient castle stands on the cliff by the lake, like a silent old man.

If it weren't for the lively and energetic students, how lonely this school would be.

They were just a little too lively and boisterous, which gave the professors a headache.

The snow excited the students immensely. They built snowmen, had snowball fights, and even used magic!

After studying for half a year, everyone has come into contact with quite a few spells, and some of the faster learners have already secretly mastered one or two minor evil spells.

As the saying goes, "He who has a sharp weapon in his heart will naturally have the will to kill."

If you learn a spell but can resist using it, are you still a little wizard?

As a mature adult, Ted naturally couldn't possibly roll around in the snow with them or cast spells on the snowman to chase the students.

With an air of detachment, he watched the students frolicking in the snow from the covered bridge and remarked: "Youth is truly wonderful."

Then he saw Professor Quirrell, who was wrapped in a purple headscarf, his whole body wrapped up like a ball, looking weak and afraid of the cold.

Then the system got really into action!

"Ding~ Task triggered:"

[He's just Voldemort, so what if I slap you in the face? (Green)]

This fallen Dark Lord is in such a sorry state, yet he still dares to cause trouble at Hogwarts. If we don't teach him a lesson, he'll think he's invincible! Let's confront him!

Objective: To hit Voldemort in the face with a snowball in public.

Reward: 300 experience points, card [Fire Dragon Fireworks (Green)].

Voldemort? I'll take down Voldemort!

Thank you to reader "吾无奈创" for the 2000 reward!

Thank you to reader "Wollier City" for the 2000 reward!

Thank you~

(End of this chapter)