Under this wolf-pack culture, quite a few capable people still emerged.
A conspiracy specifically targeting Wayne quickly took shape.
Because of the rumors surrounding Wayne, the lower-year students were excluded. The main operation was handled by senior students in their sixth and seventh years. Before long, Monday arrived.
Inside the Great Hall, Snape finally appeared after disappearing for two days. The look he gave Wayne seemed capable of soaking him in formalin.
He had spent the past two days helping Madam Pomfrey brew healing potions, and he was nearly exhausted to death. The entire responsibility lay with Wayne!
Couldn't you have just beaten Robert half to death? The others didn't even insult you.
Wayne pretended not to notice the Potions professor's resentment and heartlessly continued eating scrambled eggs.
He loved making them this way. He put butter in a pan, added the eggs once the pan was hot and the butter had melted, then stirred in milk while mixing continuously until they were ready. Finally, he sprinkled on some black pepper.
Eggs made this way had a dense, smooth, and tender texture.
He preferred sweet-and-sour flavors, so he would also pour on some ketchup, giving them an even richer taste.
People were always saying that the British Empire was a culinary wasteland, but it did have a few shining points.
After breakfast, Wayne called Hermione and headed toward the History of Magic classroom. Several Slytherins who had been observing his movements subtly changed expressions and followed without making a sound.
Wayne's footsteps paused slightly.
Then he pretended not to have noticed anything and continued walking.
Hermione noticed nothing and chattered beside Wayne, complaining about how much of the weekend she had wasted. She had gone through seven or eight books but hadn't found a single piece of information about Nicolas