The days at Hogwarts

After seeing Loren communicating with his family, Hermione made up her mind to write a letter to her parents, telling them that the headmaster was an old man with a white beard and her favorite Professor McGonagall.

Loren agreed: "Of course..."

"Merlin's beard!"

Not far away, Seamus leaned over to Ron and Harry, looking at the Daily Prophet in their hands and exclaimed.

The Daily Prophet reported on the trial of Peter Pettigrew, revealing some information from the trial.

Peter Pettigrew defected to the Dark Lord in 1981 and betrayed the Potters, resulting in their deaths. The Dark Lord also died in this incident.

While being chased by Sirius, Peter created an explosion that destroyed a street and killed 12 Muggles. He left his finger to pretend to be dead. After framing Sirius, he used an illegal Animagus to hide in the Weasley family for 10 years. He was suspected to be exposed by Dumbledore, and was arrested and handed over to the Ministry of Magic.

The Daily Prophet blurred the details of the arrest process, and they didn't know the inside story and could only make some guesses.

At the trial, Peter Pettigrew had nothing to say, but his mother claimed that Peter Pettigrew's actions led to the end of the Dark Lord, and that he was a hero and should not be judged.

The court rejected the unreasonable old woman and sentenced Pettigrew to spend the rest of his life in Azkaban.

After explaining the incident, the report praised the wise leadership of Minister of Magic Fudge, who redressed the wrongful convictions left by his predecessor. Only in a small paragraph did it mention the contributions of Hogwarts and Dumbledore.

After Seamus understood the whole thing, he was so excited that he could hardly contain himself and repeatedly exclaimed, "Merlin's beard!"

One of my roommates was a savior who killed the Dark Lord and saved the wizarding world.

Another roommate's family kept a Death Eater as a pet for 10 years.

There was another roommate who, within a few days after school started, exposed a Death Eater who had been hiding for 10 years and redressed an unjust case.

Even the most inconspicuous Neville is the descendant of a hero and comes from an Auror family.

Simo sighed, and was suddenly shocked to find that he was the only one who seemed to be nothing. He frowned and fell into a strange state of inferiority.

Harry was very happy that the accomplice who killed his parents was punished, and he also had a new godfather.

Harry still has many doubts about what happened back then. The scar and the inexplicable title of savior, Harry's mind is always full of doubts.

Ron read the report and thought of Banban again. He felt more disgusted than scared.

That day, his pet turned into a short, fat, disgusting middle-aged man in front of him. It was the biggest shock Ron had ever received in his life.

The memory of eating and sleeping with cute pets and loving each other flashed wildly in his mind. Ron covered his head and said, "No, no, no."

The more he tried to avoid the memory, the clearer the scene became. Ron couldn't eat anymore. He gave up resisting and sat down on the stool with lifeless eyes.

The senior students surrounded Percy and the twins and asked them if the three of them had been cursed and if they had noticed anyone stealing food in the house in the middle of the night.

Percy also looked very unhappy and said nothing. Scabbers had been his pet for a while and there were many dirty scenes in his memory.

George and Fred picked some questions to answer:

"Yes, we were six years old because of a serious illness caused by Peter Pettigrew."

"Been in bed all week."

When he was six years old, they hid Banban in the soup made by Molly and beat him so much that he couldn't get out of bed for a week.

"We also discovered that something was wrong with Pettigrew and wanted to investigate him."

"Percy stopped me."

The two wanted to use Banban as a test subject and do some magic experiments with props.

……

Chapter 41 The Day of the Full Moon

The Weasley brothers, Simonavi and others who knew the inside story did not reveal anything about Loren.

Dumbledore did not tell the Ministry of Magic the specific process of capturing Peter Pettigrew, and the Ministry of Magic did not ask in detail.

Or no one dared to ask about things Dumbledore didn't want to say. Fudge had gained fame for nothing, and he was very happy, so he didn't find fault.

It was even less likely that the Daily Prophet knew the inside story, and the others remained silent under Dumbledore's intervention.

Dumbledore had not discussed this matter with Loren, but the two reached a tacit understanding. Dumbledore was motivated by a desire to protect his students, while Loren felt that his current life was good enough and did not want to be exposed to the public.

In the afternoon, Loren did not practice with Hermione. Frequent practice might trigger the talent of correction, but it was hard work. Summarizing and summarizing after practice and asking Flamel for more theoretical knowledge about the Armor Charm in the evening was the right path.

Loren wrote and drew on paper, listing the spells one by one, classifying them, selecting the applicable ones, and trying to build his own combat system.

The final spell that achieves victory is not important, whether it is a disarming spell, a stunning spell, a shattering spell or even a killing curse, as long as it can hit the enemy, it can eliminate his fighting ability.

Before this, defense, evasion, and control were the key to victory or defeat. Among the spells currently available, Loren constructed a combat system based on three types of spells: defense, control, and attack.

The defensive spells are mainly the armor spell [Armor Protects Body] and the stopping spell [Spell Stops Immediately].

The control spells include the obstacle spell [Heavy Obstacles], the imprisonment spell [Quick Imprisonment], and the binding spell [Petrification of Everything].

The attack spells are the cutting spell [torn into pieces], the disarming spell [expelling your weapons], and the stunning spell [falling to the ground unconscious].

Once you have mastered the above spells, all that remains is to improve your combat awareness in the virtual duel room.

There is no fixed system, Loren will continue to enrich and improve this system as he grows. New spells learned later, such as Apparition, Fiendfire, and Shadowless, will also be added to it.

True magic masters, like Dumbledore and Grindelwald, would cast the most appropriate spell in the shortest possible time and be good at using Transfiguration spells to create difficult situations for their opponents. However, Loren was still far from them.

Except for the Iron Armor Spell, Loren could practice all other spells on his own and master them completely in about two months.

……

"Flamel, is my plan feasible?" Loren told Flamel about his idea.

Flamel pondered for a moment and said, "As a student, this is more than enough. We should start from the basics."

Pace, breathing, and rhythm are more important factors in battle, but Flamel didn't mention them. Loren will understand them when he is able to use the duel room.

Loren asked for more detailed knowledge about the Iron Armor Spell, and compared it with his memories and corrections from the day, he summarized a more complete method of use.

……

Sunday, the day of the full moon.

Loren had been feeling nauseous since he woke up. He had never been so worried about Bates since he learned that he was a werewolf.

In the past, he lived with Bates, and knew that he would go up to the mountain and lock himself up on full-moon nights. Loren had no ability to do anything for Bates, but he always felt more at ease when he was around.

Now that they are separated by distance, it seems that it is not just the distance that separates them. When the moon is about to be full, Loren's heart is uneasy.

"Are you okay?" Ron noticed that Loren was eating slowly, which was really un-Loren.

Loren forced a smile: "It's okay."

Ron thought it was a very serious matter. Loren was always most energetic when he was eating. He even ate a whole steak for breakfast yesterday.

Ron was about to say something, but Hermione stopped him and shook her head at him.

After dinner, Harry took Ron to the playground to play.

Hermione sat down next to Loren and looked at his expression.

"Follow me!" She pulled Loren out of the courtyard, to another staircase, and went up the escalator.

Below the big clock in the Hogwarts clock tower, there is a hollow attic, from which you can see the Black Lake, the Forbidden Forest, and most of the castle's pavilions.

Hermione pulled Loren to sit down and put their feet outside the attic. The wind blew through the attic from one side to the other. There was still some moist fog in the morning, and the orange-red morning sun cast soft light over.

"I sometimes come here to relax. A broad perspective makes me feel better." Hermione began to speak.

Loren guessed that it was probably because Hermione didn't get along well with her roommates before.

"Actually, I already knew that!"

Loren was a little confused. What do you know?

"At first, you were in Flourish and Blotts. There were a lot of books about magical creatures, goblins, trolls, vampires—you didn't even look at them. You just picked up the book about werewolves."

Turtle, you are really Miss Know-It-All, you have noticed all this.

"I've also read some information about werewolves. They transform during a full moon and lose their sanity. It's a painful process." Hermione said in a low voice.

Thinking of Grandpa Bates's old face, Loren remained silent.

"And you came to me to practice spells. These are all signs."

Loren wondered, was there any connection between my practicing spells and Grandpa Bates being a werewolf?

"Tonight is the full moon. You must be feeling very uncomfortable right now." Hermione began to cry.

Something's not quite right.

"Loren, let's go find the professor later!" Hermione sobbed. She felt very sad that her little friend was a werewolf.

Loren realized that Hermione mistook him for a werewolf. Seeing the girl crying louder and louder, he quickly explained, "You think too much! I'm not a werewolf!"

"Hmm..." Hermione hiccuped and stopped wiping her eyes, "Huh?"

Loren began to explain that Grandpa Bates was the werewolf, and he had lost his appetite because he was worried about Grandpa Bates.

Hermione felt as if her face was on fire. This was really too embarrassing, to presumptuously guess that someone was a werewolf, and to bring someone here and say something inexplicable.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I just guessed." Hermione struggled to stand up in panic, wanting to leave this embarrassing scene.

"No, I'm glad to have a friend like you." Loren held her down, took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

Loren was initially amazed at Hermione's careful observation and sharp reasoning. Although the result was wrong, it was a heartwarming thing that someone was paying attention to your behavior and worried about the difficulties you might encounter.

After calming Hermione down, the two began chatting about trivial matters, about Hermione and her roommates, about the quarrel between Filch and Peeves, about the tree full of small orange fruits over there...

Chapter 42 Let’s go for a night tour together!

Loren sat by the window, looking at the full moon hanging in the sky. Ever since he discovered that Grandpa Bates was a werewolf, the full moon had taken on a new meaning.

Several people in the dormitory also noticed Loren's depression, and they spoke in low voices, lowering their throats and speaking through their breath.

Harry winked at Ron, "What's wrong with Loren?"

Ron glanced at Loren secretly, as if he was doing something shameful: "It has been like this since this morning. It's a little better now."

Neville asked in a daze: "Should we ask?"

"I think it's best not to disturb him at a time like this." Harry had had this experience before. When he was at the Dursleys' house, he always wanted to be alone when he was in a bad mood.

Loren heard what they said, let out the heavy breath in his chest, and his mood became lighter.

He didn't want to go to bed so early, nor did he want to go to Flamel's place. Loren felt that he needed to do something else: "Let's go on a night tour!"

"Take me one!"

Simo sat up from the bed, his eyes wide open. "Now that you say that, I'm not sleepy anymore."

Harry and Ron looked at each other and made eye contact.

"Is he okay?"

"It should be fine."

"What should we do now?"

"Just follow his wishes first."

Reaching a tacit understanding, the two nodded.

Harry took the lead, "I want to go see what the three-headed dog is guarding!"

Ron looked at Harry, his pupils throbbing, "You really want to go on a night tour, right?"

After hearing the explosive news, Simo felt that a deep barrier had been created between him and them.

"There's a three-headed dog in Hogwarts Castle!!!" Seamus suddenly didn't want to go for a night walk anymore.

No one paid any attention to this small fry who was behind the times in getting the news.

"Of course!" Loren agreed to Harry readily. Anyway, there were still levels below the three-headed dog, so it would be okay to let Harry prepare in advance.

Neville wrapped his quilt tightly around himself. He did not agree with his roommate going out for a night out and to see the three-headed dog, but his roommate was in the mood to talk and he did not want to be the one to spoil the fun.

"You go ahead. If you are not back by midnight, I will go find the professor." Neville finally made a decision.

Although Simo is a bit timid, he still doesn't want to miss this adventure. He is already far behind, and if he doesn't participate, he will really become a background board or a passerby roommate.

Several people walked out of the lounge, Loren and Harry walked in front, and Ron and Seamus followed behind them.

Only a few scattered candles were still lit in the corridor, and the people in the portraits spoke cautiously, fearing to disturb something. The gray walls seemed even darker at night, and it seemed that something would rush out of the darkness at any time.