Three-Headed Dog and the Package

After becoming a Chaser for the Ravenclaw Quidditch Team, Vizet returned to his dormitory at once to write a letter and share the Good News with Luna.

Even among the study-focused Ravenclaws, Quidditch could still spark heated discussion.

The Arsenal captain, who was preparing for the N.E.W.T. Exam, was not in the Common Room. With their target gone, everyone cornered Vice-Captain Roger and surrounded him, eager to learn the exact lineup.

"Other than Arsenal and me, everyone else is new. You all know that too. A lot of people graduated last year..."

"Next is Cho Chang, a second-year Seeker. Her fundamentals are solid, and her reactions are fast. And then... Vizet! Come over here! Say hello to everyone!"

Vizet had just come downstairs when Roger spotted him and called him over to the group.

Roger put an arm around Vizet's shoulder and introduced him loudly: "A top-tier Chaser! Even I feel inferior to him!"

"Even Arsenal couldn't react in time! We can look forward to this year's Quidditch season! We really have a chance at winning the championship!"

After that introduction, Vizet became somewhat well-known in the house.

Ravenclaw's Quidditch results had been less than ideal, leaving many upperclassmen determined to make up for it.

Now that they had finally received Roger's assurance, they wanted to offer Vizet some practical help so he could focus his energy on training.

Vizet did not refuse their help. From these upperclassmen, he obtained quite a few useful notes and insights.

That was also why he liked Ravenclaw. The students here all liked taking notes, and notes filled with personal ideas made excellent study material.

With the Learning Induction Method he had mastered in his previous life, he could compare different notes on the same magic and organize them into a set of insights uniquely his own.

Take the Healing Charm Vizet had just learned, for example. This magic worked somewhat like a bandage, helping ordinary wounds heal quickly.

It could also dispel the soreness left after exercise, making the Healing Charm very useful in daily life.

After organizing four sets of notes, he had developed his own understanding of casting the Healing Charm.

He thought of the medical advice from his previous life. Doctors would tell patients to relax their bodies and minds so they could recover a little faster.

That advice could be applied to magic. Maintaining a relaxed state of mind made it easier to cast the Healing Charm.

"Episkey!"

Vizet committed his insights to memory. As the incantation left his lips, a cluster of Emerald Green light appeared at the tip of his Wand.

The light enveloped his wrist, creating a sensation similar to a warm compress. The soreness caused by throwing the Quaffle vanished instantly.

"You learned it far too quickly." Penelope once again began to question her life choices. "When I first mastered this magic, I spent the entire weekend on it..."

"If it weren't for your notes, I wouldn't have mastered it so quickly either." Vizet hurriedly explained, "I was simply lucky enough to stand on the shoulders of giants."

"I'm still very happy to hear you say that." Penelope's mood improved considerably, and she threw herself back into her revision.

Vizet did not remain idle either. To continue practicing the Healing Charm, he set his sights on the other Quidditch players. If he could catch one, he would treat one.

Early the next morning, before Vizet had even entered the Great Hall, Fred and George blocked him at the entrance.

"I heard you became a Chaser?"

"Why didn't you consider becoming a Seeker? I want to see you go head-to-head with Harry!"

Vizet asked, "Did Wood tell you?"

Fred shook his head. "Of course not! Wood would never talk about something like this. He only knows how to devise tactics..."

"Tactics that can work us to death," George cut in. "He sat in front of the Fireplace all night and came up with a plan as thick as History of Magic!"

"Exactly! It's terrifying!" Fred shuddered. "One hundred push-ups, one hundred sit-ups, one hundred squats, and a ten-mile run..."

"Most importantly!" George's expression suddenly grew extremely solemn. "You can't wear anything thick in winter. You have to use your willpower to resist the cold. He's gone mad! Our hair is all going to freeze off!"

The twins' antics made Vizet unable to stop himself from adding, "Don't worry! I just learned the Healing Charm. I can use it to save you."

"Ah! That's wonderful!" Fred let out a strange cry. "If I'm ever on the verge of death, remember to save me!"

George answered the question from before. "If you want to learn about certain things, your best bet is to ask Hufflepuff. They always have the fastest information!"

"I will!" Vizet said with a smile and nodded.

His life remained orderly. After finishing breakfast, he went to the library and continued studying Altered Transfiguration Magic.

After an unknown amount of time, Ron's hollow voice drifted into his ears. "Vizet, have you finished your homework?"

Vizet raised his head. "I finished it the night before last. Did you miss something in your notes? You can ask me if you need help."

Ron turned to the Harry beside him. "See? This is the difference between him and Hermione."

Harry glanced at Madam Pince in the distance and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Vizet was instead somewhat confused about their intentions. "Did something happen?"

Harry hurriedly nodded. "Exactly! We can't think about anything except that monster. We can't get any homework done."

"A monster? Homework?" Vizet was even more confused.

Harry and Ron opened the floodgates and poured out everything that had happened to them over the past few days.

Malfoy had challenged Harry to a midnight wizard's duel. Harry and Ron had gotten carried away and sneaked out of the Common Room that night to attend, encountering Hermione and Neville along the way.

In reality, the midnight duel had been a lie. Malfoy had not only failed to show up, but had also gone to Filch to report them, intending to get them in trouble for breaking the School Rules.

While frantically evading Filch, the four of them had entered the Forbidden Corridor Dumbledore had mentioned and encountered a Three-Headed Dog as large as a house.

Vizet frowned. "A Three-Headed Dog? Guarding a Trapdoor?"

"That's right!" Harry hurriedly nodded. "Do you know about the break-in at Gringotts? It must be guarding that package. I went with Hagrid to retrieve it!"

Vizet said, "I don't think something like that should concern you. After all, Headmaster Dumbledore said it was a Forbidden Corridor."

"That's why we came to borrow homework..." Harry said bitterly. "Finishing our homework is the most important thing. I don't want to be mocked sarcastically by Snape!"

Ron chimed in from the side. "Hermione refused to lend it to us, so we had no choice but to come to you."

"Copying homework isn't a good habit." Vizet raised his eyebrows. "Given Professor Snape's abilities, if you copied my homework, he'd probably see through it at a glance, wouldn't he?"

"Since you put it that way..." Ron hurriedly pressed him. "Then what should we do?"

Vizet pointed them in the right direction with practiced ease. "Go to the periodicals section and find the seventh issue of Practical Potion Master from 1986. After reading it, summarize the contents. That should help you complete your homework."