Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

From Marchionne's earnest words in the letter, it seemed as if the business tycoon was really worried about this and couldn't sleep at night, and only Wade could guide him in life.

Vader: ...

He understood why Professor Murray said - "Just use that guy's ability to help you make money. If he harasses you frequently, just ignore him."

I guess Professor Murray had often received this kind of owl from Marchionne before.

But for Wade, Marchionne not only brought him a large sum of Galleons, but also sent a package of alchemical materials - although most of them were ordinary, there were also precious materials such as African tree snake skin that were difficult to buy even with money.

Wade still wrote a letter back carefully.

Of course, it wasn't a trivial matter like which pattern was more attractive. What Vader wrote down were some ideas about improving the Book of Friends that he had recently come up with while studying alchemy.

For example, it was limited to only two or three people, which was often inconvenient to use. He changed the magic loop, and then only needed a simple spell to connect multiple blank friend books.

For example, a picture can be added to the bottom page of the new Friends' Book, listing various emoticons that can express emotions with simple symbols - although it is useless, Wade knows that this kind of thing is very popular among young people. Some words that feel too cold when written in words will appear humorous and cute when replaced with emoticons or emoticons, which may stimulate another wave of consumption desire.

In addition, you can also add special positioning functions to some friend accounts, so that you can check the other party's location at any time by holding the other party's friend account.

Wade thought for a while, and added another paragraph to the letter:

"I think that this kind of friend book should emphasize on the header that it has a positioning function, and the color and appearance should also be clearly different from ordinary friend books. If a friend book originally used for communication can also be positioned, it will be suspected of invading privacy, which ordinary people may find difficult to accept. Its buyers should be parents and children, or lovers with sincere feelings..."

I just don’t know if his Book of Friends will inadvertently break up a few couples in the future.

Vader imagined the scene -

In the past, lovers would ask each other: "Do you love me? How much do you love me? Swear!"

In the future, the way lovers express loyalty will probably become: "Can you exchange your location friends' books with me?"

Well……

The test came so unexpectedly.

Wade thought about his own situation again - he didn't mind his parents knowing his location, and as for the lover who had no sign of him yet... If he fell in love in the future, he would definitely aim to get married, and loyalty to the marriage would be the minimum requirement.

And Vader didn't plan to get married at such a young age - was magic not magical enough? Or was alchemy not interesting enough? Falling in love? What love! It would only waste his precious time...

Therefore, the arrow he shot today would never hit him back.

Wade wrote confidently and finished it quickly. He handed the letter to the owl to catch, attached the revised version of the Friends' Book, and watched it fly away.

……

The Great Hall, the Entrance Hall, the Umbrella House, the Library, the Black Lake, the Forbidden Forest, the Quidditch Pitch, the Ravenclaw Common Room, the Dormitory...

Wade took photos of almost every representative place in the school that he could visit. When he met familiar classmates and professors on the road, they would take photos together.

Although Wade has never been a parent, he has been a son for many years. When he traveled, he always liked to take pictures of various unique buildings and natural landscapes, hoping that his parents could share these beautiful scenery. Later, he realized that his parents were not interested in these scenery at all, they just wanted to see him in the scenery.

Therefore, in his camera now, no matter how wonderful the environment is, the focus is always on people - in front of the greenhouse, he stands next to the professor with a kind expression and a slight smile; by the Black Lake, he puts his arm around the shoulders of his smiling and lively classmates; inside the umbrella house, everyone from SSC sits together and talks and laughs.

Fear often comes from the unknown, just like walking in the endless darkness, but can only hear your own heartbeat. At this time, if you have a lamp in your hand to illuminate the surrounding environment, so that your eyes can see the thorns and quagmires clearly, even if the road is still bumpy, the fear will naturally dissipate gradually.

……

The film cameras that can be used in Hogwarts are of classic style. The process of developing photos was originally cumbersome and long, but magic speeds up the process.

Wade turned the Room of Requirement into a darkroom for developing photos, then put the negatives into the developing solution, and after a series of processes including developing, stopping, washing, fixing, and printing, he finally got a stack of moving photos.

He moved to a brightly lit environment and flipped through the photos one by one.

The camera not only recorded their movements and scenes, but also seemed to record their mood when taking the photos. The people in the photos seemed to smile more brightly than usual, Professor Sprout would touch his head from time to time, and Professor Flitwick would sometimes jump on the pile of books excitedly, and sometimes jump down again.

Professor Murray is usually kind and gentle, and Wade regards him as a source of wisdom and a mentor in life. Professor Murray in the photo was originally in this image, but after taking a sip of tea, his whole face suddenly wrinkled, his eyes closed, his eyebrows shifted, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was extremely bitter.

——Is that cup of tea... so bitter? Did they put some black Americano in it?

Wade recalled carefully, but he didn't pay any attention to the cup of tea at that time. Now he looked at Professor Murray in the photo, grinning with bitterness, then taking another sip out of curiosity, and then grinning again...

Vader couldn't stop laughing.

This photo must be kept privately, otherwise if it is seen by Professor Murray, it will definitely be destroyed to ashes because it damages his image, right?

Wade continued to flip through the photos, but suddenly his hands stopped moving and his eyes instantly became gentle.

It was a photo of their family sitting on the sofa at Christmas time.

But at this moment, the three people in the photo are very close, with his parents leaning against him, holding hands. The two of them gaze at each other tenderly, kissing from time to time; or lowering their heads and kissing Wade's forehead in the photo.

Leaning against the window, Wade stroked the photo with his fingers and couldn't help but smile, with a warm light flashing in his eyes.

Chapter 73 Clubs and Bullying

When Harry finished his hard training and went to the hall to eat, he saw Ron and Hermione at the long table. Hermione was flipping through a book, while Ron was holding a piece of bread and thinking.

"You know what?" Ron suddenly said in a low voice as Harry walked over, "I have discovered a truth."

"--what is it?" Harry demanded curiously, filling his plate with food.

"Oh." Ron turned his head and said with an extremely serious expression, "If you don't eat lunch, dinner will be more delicious!" He took a fierce bite of bread.

"I discovered a truth when I was three," Harry imitated him.

"Please go ahead, Mr. Potter," Ron said vaguely but carefully, extending his hand.

"Any meal will taste delicious if you're tired and hungry!" said Harry, and he finished most of the sandwich in one bite.

Hermione glanced at them, heavily scribbled on the book, and marked her notes. After Harry had almost filled his stomach, she frowned and said, "Why is the team's training so intensive when the game is about to start?"

"--Yeah, it's because the game is about to start." Harry felt his stomach twisting as soon as he talked about this topic: "And Snape will be the referee."

"Listen, brother, Snape must be holding a grudge against you for defeating Slytherin last time!" Ron suggested, "Why don't you just break your leg so you don't have to play."

Hermione snorted, too lazy to correct the two people's "paranoia" thoughts.

But Harry said bitterly, "I can't quit the game - Gryffindor doesn't have a backup Seeker. If I quit, Gryffindor won't be able to play."

"If you're really worried that Professor Snape or - someone else is going to harm you, then you should work hard to improve your magic level instead of daydreaming all day." Hermione tried hard not to say the name of 'Professor Quirrell'. She said seriously: "Harry, we were supposed to go to the Umbrella House yesterday afternoon. I told everyone."

"Yes - I'm sorry." Harry said awkwardly: "But Wood suddenly notified us to gather for training -"

"That's because it rained yesterday, and Hufflepuff didn't want the players' condition to be affected, so they cancelled the reservation, and then Wood hurriedly reserved the court—" Hermione said dissatisfiedly, "As if anyone would grab it."

"Don't say that," Harry explained humbly, "Wood is also for the College Cup - if we can win Hufflepuff in this game, we will be ahead of Slytherin in the College Cup, which is the first time in seven years -"

Harry was not so humble in front of his friends, but recently Hermione was willing to lend him her notes for reference, help him check his homework, guide him to complete his essay on "History of Magic", and teach him practical spells that he has not yet learned...

Harry was not a heartless person, in fact, he was quite sensitive and lacked love. He could clearly feel that Hermione really cared about him and provided selfless help without asking for anything in return, so Harry's attitude naturally became lower and lower, and he rarely even breathed loudly in front of Hermione.

"Hermione, is that 'Sscamper' so good? How come we have never heard of it?" Ron questioned.

Hermione frowned. "Don't use that word! SSC stands for Star Chasers. I dare say it is definitely the best learning club in Hogwarts - at least in the first year."

Ron showed an expression that looked like toothache and awe: "Study Club... You are worthy of it, Hermione!"

Harry lost himself in thought.

Hogwarts students formed many societies and clubs, such as the Gobstone Club or the Magical Herb Club, and senior students were often seen going to club activities together. Harry and Ron had heard of some of them, but had not joined any of them.

"——It's just a place to kill time. Don't expect to learn anything useful."

When a club invited Harry Potter to join, Ron once privately complained to him: "New members are sometimes made difficult by old members. They will ask you to do something particularly difficult or embarrassing, and call it a test."

Since Ron had five older brothers and looked very experienced, Harry chose to trust his friend and declined all invitations to clubs.

But now, it was another friend he valued very much who strongly recommended to him a club that was said to be able to significantly improve one's spell level.

Considering that Quirrell's classes were always so-so, Harry was actually looking forward to it. He hoped that he could use magic to solve the problem at the critical moment, and he also hoped to easily defeat some annoying guys - such as Malfoy.

But Harry also had to consider Ron's feelings. He didn't want Ron to feel that he was abandoned, so he felt a little embarrassed.

After eating and drinking, the dinner on the long table disappeared. Several people packed up and prepared to go back to the common room. On the way, Hermione was still reminding Harry: "Comb your hair - leave a good impression on everyone -"

In the corridor, there was suddenly a burst of arrogant laughter and the sound of many students making a fuss.

The laughter immediately awakened some deep memories in Harry, and he said with disgust: "It's Malfoy - he must be bullying!"

Before he could finish his words, he rushed out, with Ron following closely behind.

"Wait - Harry - calm down!"

Hermione stamped her feet and had no choice but to run after him.

In the corridor, Neville was surrounded by a group of Slytherins. He held his wand and stammered, "Ma, Malfoy, what do you want to do?"

Draco Malfoy tapped his palm with his wand and said with a smile, "Longbottom, I've learned a new spell and I want to find someone to practice the effect on."

Everyone let out a low, malicious laugh.

Neville pointed his wand at him nervously: "Don't - don't come over - I'll tell the professor -"

"Stand stiff and stop dead!"

As he retreated, Malfoy suddenly yelled, and the spell hit Neville, and his legs immediately stuck together tightly, as if they had become an inseparable pillar.

Neville fell down immediately, his face flushed, and he tried hard to stand up, but he struggled on the ground like a dehydrated fish.

The Slytherins burst into laughter and one boy even kicked his wand away.

Draco Malfoy saluted triumphantly, like a magician who had performed a successful magician. He turned around and sneered, "Tell the professor? Merlin - you are too timid, Longbottom - are you really a Gryffindor? Or did the Sorting Hat accidentally put you, a big fool, in the wrong place?"

"So where should he go, Draco?" a shrill-voiced girl asked loudly.

"Good question - Pansy - good question - let me think about it -" Draco pretended to think and hesitated for a while, looking around, and asked: "How about the trash can?"

Neville couldn't suppress a choking sob.

The Slytherins were almost laughing their asses off.

"Let him go, Malfoy!"

Harry Potter burst out of the corridor like a cannonball.

Chapter 74 Front Teeth

Hearing Harry's voice, Malfoy turned around hurriedly but was too late. Harry knocked him away. Malfoy then bumped into Goyle who was grinning foolishly beside him, and they both rolled to the ground.

"Harry Potter!" Malfoy shouted angrily.