Prouder Than Pride

Sean didn't tell Hermione and Daisy the contents of the Prophecy. After all, as Dumbledore said, Prophecy often trap human minds—which is probably another way of saying 'the more people believe, the more the Prophecy will come true'.

Moreover, Sean always felt that Prophecy in the Wizarding World might really have a natural magical power. In many Prophecy, regardless of whether the person involved resisted or tried to escape, the destined ending would always happen.

This made Sean feel uneasy, after all, no one wants to be born with a predetermined fate.

But Sean was never one to accept his fate, and besides, the Prophecy didn't say that the end of the world was inevitable.

After coaxing the two girls back to their dorm room, Sean tiptoed back to his own. He tiptoed to his four-poster bed, and only after making sure his roommates hadn't been disturbed and woken up did he gently take off his clothes and lie down on the bed.

After experiencing a lot today, Sean is exhausted both physically and mentally, but his excited mind due to various emotions is preventing him from falling asleep.

"Pride ..." he sighed softly.

To be honest, Sean had been thinking—no, to be precise, fantasizing—about what role he would play in the Prophecy.

Although it might sound a bit shameless, he subconsciously believed that he was the chosen one of the Wizarding World —as a transmigrator, it's normal to have such thoughts, isn't it?

However, reality dealt him a heavy blow. Being a chosen one was just a pipe dream; being a born bomber was more like it.

Moreover, ' Pride ' is quite fitting. Given his transmigrator identity and this system, Sean had to admit that he had always been an arrogant person. This arrogance wasn't the same as conceit, but rather a natural sense of superiority.

The fact that he was a time traveler gave him the advantage of information asymmetry, and the existence of the system allowed Sean to see his bright future at a glance—both of these factors were enough to give him a sense of superiority.

Although Sean is usually humble and polite in his interactions with others, once you peel back that outer layer, you'll find a whole bunch of roundabout self-praise hidden in his hot, beating heart.

He instinctively believed that he would become a great man in the future, and then, after achieving success, he could hypocritically say, "Sigh, I just wanted a peaceful and simple life—that's not what I want right now!"

To put it less gentlemanly— Sean has already figured out how to show off in the future.

As if recalling his own hypocritical and hated face, Sean, lying on the bed, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

So what if they're Pride? So what if there's evil flowing in their blood?

He decided that he should take this 'ugly' attitude of a successful person as his goal.

Just watch, I myself am far more arrogant than "Pride"!

"Ha—I'll stand tall forever..." he muttered, then pulled the covers up and closed his eyes. He'd talk about standing tall tomorrow—he was still young, growing, and the importance of sleep couldn't be ignored.

"You pass..." Snape reluctantly raised his eyelids; he had just finished examining the Invigoration Draught Sean had brewed.

This is a Potions that can temporarily enhance the user's energy and concentration. However, this Potions is not considered high-end—the user will fall into a very lethargic state after the effects wear off, with obvious side effects.

Sean breathed a sigh of relief. In front of him was a pot of almost perfect Invigoration Draught. The textbook said that the finished product would be a light pink color—his Potions was a little darker, but it was good enough.

Snape's Potions Notebook is really useful...

The old bat slowly pulled out two glass bottles, one large and one small, from his robe and placed them heavily in front of Sean.

"You've wasted your chance to obtain Felix Felicis. This is Nutrient Potion, and I made its effects very clear in the first lesson—" Snape changed the subject, "Wallerup, what is the purpose of the Nutrient Potion?"

"The Nutrient Potion can replenish the energy a wizard loses due to various accidents, and it can also improve the physical condition of the user. Because the effects are mild and have no side effects, the preparation of the Nutrient Potion requires a very low heat, and the preparer often cannot leave the Cauldron during the month-long preparation process," Sean answered quickly and accurately.

"I asked about the effects, not the details that need to be paid attention to during the brewing process," Snape said expressionlessly. "However, it seems you did use your brain a little. Ravenclaw, one point. The Nutrient Potion is the reward for this lesson."

The students, who never dared to be distracted in Potions, stared wide-eyed at Sean and Snape in disbelief—this was the first time Sean had received a point from Snape, though only one point. It's worth noting that Sean and Harry were usually the ones who lost the most points.

Sean raised an eyebrow and put away the two bottles of Nutrient Potion, one large and one small.

Snape's meaning couldn't be clearer: the large bottle of Nutrient Potion was obviously for Daisy. In his eyes, Sean must be a very self-disciplined tool, right?

After all, Sean Snape Potions he was going to brew in the second class of the first year, and Sean had then found an excuse to tell Daisy, helping the girl obtain the Felix Felicis as a reward.

As a middleman, Sean should be considered a fairly likable type.

However, one cent plus a small bottle of Nutrient Potion —this arrogant old bat is really stingy... Sean thought to himself.

Snape gave him one last meaningful look before announcing that he was dismissed.

"Sean! You secretly drugged Snape?" Harry approached from the corridor, looking on with suspicion.

"Maybe he's found me more agreeable lately?" Sean replied casually.

"No! Are you going to abandon me?!"

Harry had just brewed an excellent Invigoration Draught; without Snape's notes, his Potions was even slightly better than Sean's. However, Snape didn't even glance at him, but instead found a pretext to deduct another point from Harry at the end of class—because he hadn't extinguished the flame under the Cauldron in time.

Sean patted his fellow sufferer on the shoulder. "You may have to bear the hardships alone from now on..."

Hermione glanced at Harry with pity. Snape's firepower had doubled; with Harry alone, Gryffindor could easily finish last in the House Cup...

After having dinner in the Great Hall and returning to the Common Room, Sean found a corner to sit down and took out the notebook that Dumbledore had given him.

It contains the method for Animagus to transform.

He cast a Confundus Charm on the notebook to prevent others from seeing it and becoming curious enough to try it themselves, as this kind of transformation magic is very dangerous.