What was surprising was that the Magic Research Society was unusually quiet today.
It wasn't because no one was around. It was just that everyone was busy with something unknown today.
It was very uniform, and many of the senior students weren't around. Only the first and second year students were here, and there were also a few senior female students sitting at the top who were supposed to be the invigilators.
No one noticed Jon's arrival. Under the concealment of the Illusion Spell, Jon's stealth was very smooth.
Some of the senior students in Hufflepuff also knew the Illusion Spell, but they weren't very proficient in it, and they weren't Wizard with high magic power, so no one could see through Jon's Illusion Spell.
According to Helga's classification, Jon's current strength was around intermediate [Instructor]. Most of the Hogwarts graduates were between intermediate and advanced [Instructor] when they graduated. Very few, such as Tom Liddell, were able to reach the rank of [Professor] when they graduated.
This was why Tom Liddell could apply to stay in the school as a teacher when he graduated. Normal students didn't have this qualification.
But, is this an exam?
Jon strolled to the side of a female student and looked at what she was writing. Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the papers for the final exam. Looking at the handwriting on this question … it should be Forren's handwriting. Jon nodded in satisfaction. He had only mentioned the mock exam to Senior Sophia once before, but he didn't expect that it would already be arranged this time.
Very efficient!
However, according to Stephen, the person in charge of the society was not Sophia. Sophia was going to graduate this year. Last year, the society had just been established and needed help. However, from this year onwards, the actual person in charge of the society was separated from the nominal president.
Chao En didn't intervene in this matter and after knowing about it, even Chao En praised Lin Li for it.
She was British after all, so she was very familiar with the constitutional monarchy!
According to the new rules of the club, Sophia was still the president of the club. The secretary general would be chosen from the fifth and sixth year students. The current secretary general was the fifth year student, Gabriel Truman. If nothing went wrong, it would be him again next year. The president would be taken over by another girl in the club.
And the members of the society knew that after Gabriel took over as president in the seventh year, there was a 99% chance that the next secretary general would be Cedric Diggory, who was currently in the third year. After all, everyone had seen their abilities, and no one would find trouble with this matter.
This was how the rules came about.
This should have been arranged by Stephen. Perhaps Sophia had also helped to add some content to it.
After all, she was one of the founders of the larger research society in the magic world. Her original purpose was to turn the society in the school into a talent pool for the large society outside.
Jon had no objection to this. That was the freedom of the students. Anyway, after a few years, when everything was settled, before he left, Stephen, Fran, and Scully would also join the large society … probably.
In any case, under such influence, Hufflepuff had obviously become a small Hogwarts Magic School. After winning the School Championship Competition last year, the students unanimously became less utilitarian. In addition, because of Harry Potter's enrollment this year, most of the Hufflepuff students began to maintain a state of silence and no longer competed for the best.
After all, although the School Championship Competition was very tempting, it was still not enough compared to the actual benefits.
After watching the exam for a while, Jon turned around and left the self-study room. He was really not interested in watching the mock exam to the end.
…
Autumn in Hogwarts came suddenly.
Suddenly, the cold surged in from all directions. Once again, there were students in the castle who were troubled by the flu epidemic.
Jon was naturally not among them. He was still patiently waiting. More than a week had passed, and he had already gone to the Lemay couple's clock shop twice and formed a certain common language with Madam Lemay. Next time, Jon planned to find a "part-time" job there on the weekends. The pavilion closest to the water enjoyed the moonlight first, and it was not too much to ask for a free assistant who did not want to be paid.
Moreover, the temperature at noon in autumn was quite comfortable. The scorching summer sun was not so hot anymore. Just after noon, the warm sun shone down from the sky, warming people's bodies.
In such an environment, even the black lake of Slytherin Academy, which was always shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, seemed to be clear, reflecting the brilliance of the sun, making people involuntarily feel at ease.
Although Dumbledore had not given him a reply, Jon had already taken the initiative and taken the initiative to occupy the training ground for himself.
He planned to build a small wooden house here, just like the one that the Black Wizard lived in in the forest.
For the Wizard, building a wooden house was not a difficult matter. Jon even had a bit of structural design knowledge in his mind, so building a decent house was not a difficult matter.
In the world of magic, there was no need to care so much about the rules of science.
However, before doing so, he still had to wait for Dumbledore's approval. Without the headmaster's permission, Jon could only grab something to occupy the training ground.
Like now.
Chown, who was lying on the recliner, rocked back and forth gently, basking in the sunlight that shone down from behind the barrier. Occasionally, he would take a sip of the fruit juice, and then naturally make a discordant sound of smacking his lips.
What a beautiful afternoon, Jon thought. This is what a beautiful life is like.
If only this tall figure had not appeared so abruptly.
"Good afternoon, Jon. I heard from the professors that you have not been attending classes properly recently. Apart from Snape's and Professor Mag's classes, you have even skipped a few classes?"
"It's not my fault. Headmaster, you are always absent, so there is no need for me to study those classes. Moreover, haven't I already discussed with Professor Flick? As long as I can pass the exam, he will not care about whether I go to class or not. "
Jon did not feel guilty at all. He even took advantage of Dumbledore and said, "Professor, can you please move a little to the left?"
"Hmm?"
"You are blocking my sunlight."
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