Night Roaming Is a Hogwarts Tradition

Andy was not actually someone who lost patience with children. Having lived two lives, he had soothed quite a few children.

But soothing children was one thing; that did not mean Andy was willing to be friends with one.

Well... girlfriends excluded.

Whether it was his three roommates or Harry and Ron, Andy tried to minimize the time he spent with them.

As for Hermione...

If Hermione had not shared his love of studying and kept him company while he learned magic, Andy did not think he would have spent so much time with a little girl.

Talking and laughing helped ease the fatigue brought on by studying. That was also the main reason Andy was willing to spend time with Hermione.

"Heh!"

Andy unconsciously touched his wand.

Pine, Phoenix Feather! The wand chose the wizard.

"Perhaps the reason this wand chose me is because I'm this kind of person!"

Independent—perhaps even seen as isolated.

After living at Hogwarts for half a month, Andy had spoken with upper-year students before, and he had maintained his relationships quite well.

But aside from Hermione, Andy had never regarded anyone else as a friend.

Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together.

They studied magic so they could find jobs after graduation, while Andy studied magic to gain immortality through it and explore the true essence of magic.

Perhaps they thought Andy's life was boring, with nothing but studying and practicing magic every day.

But Andy also felt they were wasting their talent. They clearly had the opportunity to learn magic, yet chose to live like Muggles.

Still, everyone had their own aspirations, and everyone pursued different things in life.

Andy would not say their lives were meaningless, but it was also difficult for him to join in on their boring conversations.

Entering the Great Hall, Andy habitually sat beside Hermione.

Little Witches were still the best. Andy had recently discovered another of Hermione's strengths—her memory was genuinely incredible.

Andy only grasped the key points of the books he read, but Hermione had truly memorized entire books.

So whenever Andy asked Hermione something, she could give him the precise answer, word for word exactly as it was written in the book.

She was practically faster than Baidu.

Little Witches were really useful.

"What did they want from you? They weren't asking you to do something bad, were they?" Hermione felt that she and Andy were friends, and she had a duty to pull him back onto the right path.

"I didn't help them." Andy gave Hermione a reassuring look. I'm a Little Wizard raised in the light of righteousness. How could I possibly do bad things? You know me.

"Then you didn't say anything strange to them, did you?" Hermione was still a little worried.

She knew Andy. Andy would not do bad things himself, but he would trick others into doing bad things.

"I said fewer than five sentences in total." Andy looked at Hermione with complete sincerity.

Hermione did not ask any more questions. She felt that five sentences could not possibly trick someone.

Meanwhile.

After Andy left, Ron and Harry exchanged glances. What should we do now? "How about... we give Malfoy a sack beating?"

Ron suggested, "Malfoy can't see us anyway. He won't know who hit him."

Harry thought about it, then finally nodded.

Harry was not actually someone with a strong desire for revenge. Usually, he did not like paying Malfoy any attention.

But this time was different.

He had only been at Hogwarts for less than a week, yet he had already cost Gryffindor a hundred points.

It made him feel utterly ashamed.

And Ron had kept persuading him...

They had to get their dignity back somehow.

Night fell.

After his roommates had fallen asleep, Andy climbed out of bed, got dressed, and left the Ravenclaw Dormitory alone.

Taking out his wand, Andy cast the Disillusionment Charm on himself.

This spell was very difficult. Before enrolling, Andy had asked Helen to teach him this magic, but he had only fully mastered it two days ago.

Tonight, Andy planned to scout out the Restricted Section.

Andy still remembered the scene from the movie where Harry explored the Restricted Section at night. Wearing the Invisibility Cloak, Harry had entered the Restricted Section as though it were completely unguarded.

So Andy wanted to confirm whether Harry alone had it that easy, or whether it was the same for everyone.

The journey went smoothly. He encountered neither a Patrolling Professor nor Filch's cat.

"Alohomora!"

The library was silent when he entered. Andy closed the library door behind him and waved his wand again.

"Lumos!"

Once he was here, he was basically safe.

Andy walked to the Restricted Section. There was only a rope separating it from the ordinary books, and aside from that, there were no protective measures at all.

Andy touched the rope with his wand.

"Seems like nothing happened."

Andy still did not dare let his guard down. He carefully crossed the rope and entered the Restricted Section.

I'm in. I'm out. I'm in. I'm out...

Andy tested it repeatedly several times. Other than a rope, there really seemed to be no protective measures here.

"But if that's the case, what's the point of setting up a Restricted Section? There's only one rope here. Can't anyone just come in and read?" Andy was rather puzzled.

"Of course there is a point!"

A voice suddenly came from the darkness, nearly scaring Andy to death.

"Who?"

Turning around, the first thing Andy saw was a white beard hanging down to the man's chest, along with half-moon spectacles that glinted even in the darkness.

Andy then looked at himself. At some point, the Disillusionment Charm had already worn off.

I'm done for!

Andy shrugged in resignation, though he was not too nervous.

Sneaking into the Restricted Section at night would mean losing a few points at most.

"Even if there is only one rope here, not many Little Wizards are willing to come here to read."

Dumbledore explained as if to himself, "They always enjoy fooling around, and it is difficult for them to settle down and learn more knowledge."

"But there are also some Little Wizards who are not satisfied with what is in their textbooks and long to learn more."

"Hogwarts was founded to spread knowledge, not to hoard it selfishly."

Andy understood.

In short, studying depended entirely on self-discipline.

"Good evening, Headmaster Dumbledore." Andy greeted him. "Still awake at this hour?"

Dumbledore blinked. "Aren't you still awake as well?"

"I came to take a look at the Restricted Section," Andy admitted frankly.

That was the art of conversation.

I'm awake because I came to look at the Restricted Section. What about you?

"When one gets old, insomnia becomes rather common." Dumbledore seemed somewhat troubled.

"Alright! People get like that when they are older. My Grandfather often has insomnia too. I should get going... Good night, Headmaster." Andy prepared to make a run for it.

As long as he ran fast enough, no one could deduct his points.

"The reason we separated the Restricted Section is because those books contain many dangerous spells. Before you are properly prepared, you should perhaps restrain your thirst for knowledge a little," Dumbledore said slowly.