There were many ways to kill time in boredom.
After playing two rounds of Wizard with Béla, the train finally stopped at Hogsmeade's platform.
After winning two rounds against Jon, Béla finally felt more relaxed. She wasn't even that excited to see Cedric.
"You don't like Cedric anymore?"
Jon walked beside his cousin and asked softly, "I remember you were so attentive to him last semester."
"That was when I was a little girl. The one I like now is the famous author in the Wizard world, Mr Lohat."
Famous author? More like a big liar.
Jon pursed his lips. He finally saw his roommates, so he bid farewell to Béla.
Béla waved her hand to let him go and turned to look for her friends. Jon glanced around. The one standing beside Béla should be Penelope Crivart, who came to visit during the holidays.
This meant that Béla was also very capable in the academy. Someone who could become good friends with the head of the class wouldn't be too bad herself.
His roommates were all waiting for Jon in a night horse carriage. After boarding, the carriage started to move.
Fran and Scully obviously had a lot to say to Jon. They started chattering non-stop from the moment Jon came up, making Stephen and Jon feel very helpless.
"If you are really bored, you can write to me. Also, didn't I tell you my home phone number?"
"He is bored, I am obviously excited." Fran's face was filled with the words "I can't use magic at home, I'm going to die from boredom."
"… Actually, the Christmas holidays aren't that long. If you don't use magic, you can totally study magic potions."
Jon blinked and said slyly.
"Who would want to study magic potions? Once I think of Snape's face, I instinctively reject magic potions."
Stephen attacked at the right time, "Ha, excuse for a bad student."
"You're dead, Stephen, you're dead."
Fran pounced on Stephen and began to tickle him.
The carriage was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
In the midst of their laughter, the carriage had already entered the Hogwarts.
After the Christmas holiday, there wasn't a school reopening party like there was at the beginning of the school year.
The students of the various academies all returned directly to their common rooms, and Jon and the other three were naturally no exception.
After a holiday, there were two senior girls with delicate makeup on their faces, which made Scully unable to move his eyes away.
"All the girls in Muggle wear makeup like this. Stop looking, it's nothing new."
Stephen dragged Scully back, but his words were met with a retort from Scully.
"Who doesn't like good-looking girls? You, on the other hand, always have your eyes on Jon. Do you have some improper thoughts about Jon?" He narrowed his eyes and guessed irresponsibly, "Jon doesn't like to hang out with girls. I noticed it when I came home on Christmas Day. Tell me the truth, is there something wrong with the two of you? Tell us, we won't discriminate against you! "
Fran also nodded in agreement.
"You're the one who has improper thoughts about Jon. Just you wait, I'll have improper thoughts about you when we get back to the dorm."
Scully laughed and ran away as if he was escaping. Fran followed behind Chown. Looking at the helpless Chown, she asked a question.
"Speaking of which, aren't the girls in our school pretty?"
"Pretty?"
Jon felt that this question was difficult to ask. These girls were cute, but to say they were pretty?
He preferred the models from Victoria's Secret, not these little girls who hadn't grown up yet.
Besides, no matter how pretty a girl was, could she be prettier than magic?
He shook his head and replied, "A friend of mine once taught me that if you don't fall in love, you won't do anything. I think this sentence makes a lot of sense."
Being single is so happy!
Fran carefully thought about this sentence and felt that it did make some sense. But he had never been in love, so he couldn't tell what exactly made sense …
While he hesitated, Jon had already disappeared in front of him.
Instead of returning to the dorm, he went to Professor Sprout's office.
"Good afternoon, professor."
"Good afternoon, Jon. Sit." The witch pointed at the sofa. "How was your Christmas break?"
"It was very fulfilling. I think you should've received my letter."
"Is it that 'Report on the Simplification of Protective Spells'? I did read it. I have to say that your idea is very wonderful. Even Professor Flick praised you. "
"Is that so? Then I think we can continue with our research. "
"But what's the point of studying this? Protective spells are still too early for your age. "
"It's not like that." Jon cleared his throat. He had already thought of an excuse. "We're often injured in class. Crucibles exploding, falling from flying lessons, these things happen from time to time. With a simplified protective spell, it might be able to reduce the chances of students being injured."
"That's not a bad reason."
Obviously, Professor Sprout had no objection from the beginning. She liked it when students studied magic on their own. Compared to this, she had another thing to say to Chown. "Professor Florivio wants to make a deal with you. He wants to ask if you can teach these spells to the students in other schools." Chown nodded.
Teach spells?
Jon didn't expect this. His original intention of promoting the club was actually for his own convenience, not to improve the teaching level of Hogwarts.
"If you feel embarrassed, I can help you refuse Professor Flick."
Professor Sprout was very understanding, but that wasn't the reason Jon was worried.
"Actually, I don't have any objections, but you know that I can't decide on this matter alone, because the research and improvement of spells is the result of the joint efforts of all the members of the Magic Association. I can't make the decision for all the students alone."
Moreover, it was agreed at the beginning that the club was established to help Hufflepuff win the School Championship Cup. There was no problem teaching the improved spells, but the credits …
"That's also a problem. How about this, I'll find a time to hold a meeting and let all the members vote on it."
"That's a good idea, but Professor, I think you should discuss some other conditions with Professor Flick about this matter. The improvement of the curse was originally for our School Championship Cup. We can't make any mistakes in this matter."
"Don't worry, I've already taken that into consideration. So far, the members of the Magic Society have submitted twenty improved spells to me. After discussing it with the principal, Professor Flick is willing to give our academy an additional 150 points, and three points for each of the improved spells. What do you think?"
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