Jon felt that this was a good idea, but he did not think that Professor Flick was only doing this for the sake of these spells.
In his opinion, Professor Flick's idea of doing this wasn't a recent one, because the students of Ravenclaw College had already made great progress in improving spells. If Professor Flick hadn't encountered resistance in Ravenclaw, he wouldn't have wanted to rely on external forces to do this.
Under the joint efforts of Jon and Professor Sprout, this matter indeed did not encounter any resistance in the College. Everyone was looking forward to the 150 academic credits that they were about to receive.
After obtaining Professor Sprout's permission, Jon and Professor Flick had a private conversation.
The result was as he had guessed. Professor Flick had indeed been thinking about the reform of the spell class for a long time.
Professor Flick had already thought of some ways to change the class, but due to the position of the dean of the college, he could not casually teach the improved spells.
After all, these spells were the result of the wisdom of the students of Ravenclaw, not the result of his own creation.
In the face of the School Championship Competition, the students of Ravenclaw were not willing to reveal their advantages, or rather, some of the students who had the right to speak were not willing to do so, so Professor Flick could not decide on this matter himself.
Things like improved spells had long been circulating in Ravenclaw, and no student would be willing to turn their advantages into common things that everyone had.
However, Jon and Hufflepuff's students were different. The matter of improving spells was not so important to them. On the contrary, the academic credits were very important.
150 academic credits could basically determine the winner of this year's School Championship Competition.
Therefore, this matter was actually a win-win situation. Professor Flick could do his reform to his heart's content. The improved spells would be taught to the third year and above, and Hufflepuff would get the academic credits and the School Championship Competition.
"Actually, there is another reason why everyone agreed."
On the way back to the Hufflepuff Magic Research Society with Professor Sprout, Jon whispered, "In school, the students of our college are often suppressed by the students of other colleges, and many of the freshmen do not like this situation. I think that everyone agreed to your proposal because they have had enough of the superiority of those students over the years."
Professor Sprout also knew about this matter. The fat witch agreed with Jon's idea and hoped that he could guide Hufflepuff's students to become more confident.
"This matter is a bit too difficult. Professor, don't trust me too much. I'm just a first year student."
Professor Sprout had a sly smile on her face, "An excellent Wizard is not limited by age. I have high hopes for you."
"…"
But I don't have high hopes for myself.
Chown didn't take Professor Sprout's words seriously at all. When he returned to the self-study room, he found that his classmates were quite excited.
"What's wrong?"
"Didn't you see it?" Stephen said while doing homework, "Our college added 150 points, and now we are the first place."
"It's a good thing that Professor Flick is so fast."
"That's why everyone is so happy."
Stephen spoke less and less, and his hands were moving faster and faster.
"What kind of homework is this … Transfiguration Theory? Isn't it due next week? Why are you in such a hurry? "
"Because I still have Quidditch training."
"Freshmen can't join the team, right? What did you do? "
Jon did not need to use his brain to guess that Stephen must have done something. Otherwise, Stephen would have told him about Quidditch.
"Yes, I did some small tricks." After finishing the last stroke, Stephen finally had time to talk to Jon, "Promise me you won't be angry."
"You went to Cedric?"
Seeing the surprise on Stephen's face, Jon knew that he guessed right.
"You said you won't be angry!"
Frightened by the seriousness in Jon's eyes, Stephen's voice softened.
"Okay, I'm not angry. We agreed that you would cover for me outside. There's nothing wrong with doing this."
He tilted his head and looked at Cedric, who was sitting a few rows away. Cedric was chatting happily with Truman.
"But there's one thing you have to remember. After joining the Quidditch team, your magic level has to be improved. At least half of what I am now. "
As Jon's closest friend in school, Stephen was one of the few people who knew Jon's real level, mainly because there was no way to completely hide this secret.
"No way, you don't usually show that much. Now you …" Stephen lowered his voice and whispered in Jon's ear, "Now you're almost at the level of a third-year student, and I've just reached the level of a first-year student."
"So, I'll arrange special training for you."
Ignoring Stephen's whining, Jon sat in his seat and began to do his homework.
Today was the third day of school, and it was time for him and Helga to meet again.
Because the portrait was moved back to his house, Jon didn't go to Ravenclaw's study this semester. Of course, Jon had read most of the books in the study.
Except for most of the books he couldn't understand now.
The practice of [Eavesdropping Whisper] continued, but he had to hurry up and learn other spells.
Helga said that she saw some intertwined balls of thread on Jon's body, which indicated that he would be in trouble.
And it was trouble from "war".
A thousand years ago, there was no difference between a black Wizard and a white Wizard. Most of the black magic now was simplified from war magic.
So to put it bluntly, Jon would face some trouble from the black Wizard.
"Then will we be in danger?"
"You guys?"
Jon looked at Flen and Scully, who were chatting happily in the back. "Don't worry, as long as you guys hide in school, you won't be implicated by me."
"So, we still can't go to Hogsmeade with you? I've … "He lowered his voice again." I've learned the Illusion Spell. "
"Wait until I solve my own problems, then it'll be fine."
"Why don't we talk to the professor? The black Wizard, alas, sounds very difficult to face."
Stephen's face was pained. "And the intensive training you're going to give me, I suddenly feel that life is so difficult."
"Don't worry, it's not the time for real difficulties yet. The days now are not bad, but there may be trouble from the black Wizard. The days ahead are more troublesome."
Jon reached out and grabbed two handfuls of Stephen's hair and said with a smile.
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