When Feren came over, Jon was cutting a piece of pumpkin pie for himself. After hearing Feren's question, he nodded.
"Almost. The professor said to leave this matter to her and told us to wait."
"Really?"
Feren seemed a little excited. Jon had told them about this club before. For a student from the Muggle family like him, this was very good news.
Although he usually studied magic under Jon's guidance, Jon's teaching method was really hard to understand. Many times, he needed Stephen and Scully to help him refine the content of Jon's lectures after listening to them. Only then could he barely keep up with the other two's progress.
It wasn't because there was something wrong with Jon's lectures. The main thing was that Jon would often skip some of the common knowledge in the Wizard world. However, as a Muggle Wizard, what Feren lacked the most was common knowledge in this area.
Feren smiled and left with the drumstick. He sat with Stephen and the others to give Jon some time to eat. This was a tacit understanding between the few of them.
Jon was always thinking when he was eating. For example, at this moment, he was thinking about the club in his mind.
He seriously considered the feasibility of this club in Hogwarts. The reason why he made this request to Professor Sprout was because the benefits of this club outweighed the disadvantages.
Only the idea of having Professor Sprout as the founder of the club when he was in Sprout's office was something he thought of on the spur of the moment. At that time, Professor Sprout did remind him that he was only a freshman after all.
It wasn't that there was a difference in status between freshmen and seniors. Hogwarts had always respected geniuses. It was just that Jon felt that if he was the founder of this club, coupled with some of his promotion, it would definitely attract a lot of attention.
That conflicted with his views.
He didn't like the feeling of living under the gaze of others. That feeling was too uncomfortable. It gave him the illusion that he was being watched and interpreted. It would undoubtedly cause him a lot of trouble.
And most importantly, Jon glanced at the tall figure sitting in the middle of the teacher's seat. He wasn't ready to face Dumbledore directly.
Especially when he knew about Dumbledore's ending at the beginning, and later found out that Dumbledore helped his ancestors secretly search for the descendants of the Hufflepuff family for many years. Jon didn't want to face him even more.
After all, he already owed him a favor. Helga now only had to drink "tea" and eat "snacks" in the World of the Hogwarts. All the favors outside had to be repaid by her only bloodline descendant, Jon..
Just thinking about it gave him a headache.
Aside from this, Hufflepuff was the academy with the most students. This was also one of the reasons why Jon wanted to promote a society.
After seeing Ravenclaw's lounge, Jon suddenly realized something.
Every academy in Hogwarts had its own glorious days, but after a few reincarnations, when Hufflepuff didn't have any outstanding students, it would become the existence of the bottom.
The eagles of Ravenclaw were high and mighty, the snakes of Slythrin were superior, and even the students of Gryffindor didn't think highly of Hufflepuff's students.
This matter was because countless years ago, Helga Hufflepuff chose to accept all the students who weren't accepted by the other academies.
Jon couldn't let others think that this decision was wrong — after all, this decision was right in the first place.
Every Wizard was a treasure. Regardless of his origin, these Wizards were the most powerful force in the British Isles.
Especially at this time, with the increasing trend of the magical elements in the world, the next magical world might be like a rebound that hit the bottom and change the world. This change would not only benefit the magical world of Britain, but also the magical world of the world.
Naturally, when the time came, the kind Wizard wouldn't be the only one to benefit, but also the black Wizard.
In the end, the Wizard's essence was human, but what was the essence of a human?
Anyway, it was definitely not pure kindness.
The power of the Wizard was strong as an individual. When an individual's power was extremely strong, it would become extreme. Perhaps it was the black Wizard like Voldemort, or Dumbledore who suppressed the western magical world with his own power. In essence, they were the embodiment of extremes. Facts proved that Jon's worries were not unfounded.
Helga was in the portrait, and through the magic array of Hogwarts Castle, she absorbed magical energy to maintain the stability of the portrait space. Therefore, she was the most sensitive to the increase in the concentration of magical energy. After living in the portrait space for nearly a thousand years, she would be able to detect which part of the portrait space had become more refined.
These changes were all conveyed to Jon by Helga, and were also used by Jon to support his own views and inferences.
This society was Jon's attempt to change Hufflepuff, because after Hufflepuff's students graduated, they were engaged in the most basic work in the magical world. They were the cornerstone of the magical world.
Perhaps they could not reach the height of the legendary Wizard, but these people, there were many of them.
No matter what world it was, the majority led by some people was destined to be the ones who had the last laugh.
Jon could not yet become that "some people," but this was his goal. He very much wanted to be a pusher, a pusher who pushed the entire magical world, not a pusher who fought for power in certain places.
The biggest difference between him and Voldemort was that he yearned for peaceful development and order.
Eh? It seemed that the philosophy passed down in the Hufflepuff family was this, eh.
When did he hear Helga mention it? He couldn't remember clearly.
Jon stuffed the last spoonful of pudding into his mouth as he thought about these things.
At this time, the music had started again.
"Hogwarts, Hogwarts,
Hogwarts, Hogwarts,
Ask for knowledge,
Whether we are balding old men,
Or children who hurt their knees,
… "
The school song of Hogwarts sounded, announcing the end of the banquet.
This lively banquet lasted for more than two hours.
"This must have been a great night."
On the high platform, Dumbledore wiped his beard and then said with a smile, "But now, everyone may go back to rest!"
As his voice fell, the students in the auditorium began to file out …
Jon felt a little strange, because he did not see Professor Sprout in the teacher's seat just now.
Where did the professor go?
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