Midnight Message (Going Premium on the 29th)

"Wallerup, this should be enough for you to digest."

"Thank you very much for your guidance, Professor McGonagall." Sean bowed again at the office door.

Just now, Sean took his Transfiguration test early in Professor McGonagall's office. Professor McGonagall had higher expectations for Sean, who had only completed the first-year course in half a semester, but Sean still managed to turn the lively frog into a beautiful goblet, and he even added some extra patterns to it.

In fact, Sean was already capable of performing this level of Transfiguration, but he made sure his foundation was solid enough before approaching Professor McGonagall and expressing his desire to start his second-year course earlier.

Professor McGonagall was clearly very satisfied with Sean's progress. After looking at the goblet, she handed Sean the second-year material she had prepared and agreed that Sean could come to her for help whenever he didn't understand something.

"Wallerup, remember what I said." Professor McGonagall stood in the doorway, her eyes full of admiration, but she still gave a stern warning.

Sean nodded and said seriously, "Of course, Professor, I will always maintain awe of magic and awe of Transfiguration."

After Professor McGonagall watched Sean leave with a kind smile, she returned to her office and sighed with some regret.

"Why not Gryffindor...?"

Sean was in high spirits after receiving the second-year teaching materials. He flipped through them on the way and found that Professor McGonagall had made detailed annotations in many places. It seemed that she had prepared this material as a teaching material.

After casually glancing at a few places, Sean was amazed. Professor McGonagall's understanding of Transfiguration was so profound; this document alone would be of great benefit to him.

Satisfied, Sean walked towards the Common Room. He had arranged to help Hermione practice Transfiguration Common Room later.

He had just turned a corner of a stone corridor when a huge, black bat-like figure came toward him.

It was Snape. Sean sighed inwardly at his bad luck, then stood obediently by the wall, hoping that the other man would ignore him.

Snape's face remained grim as he saw Sean and strode over.

"Good evening, Professor." Sean chuckled dryly.

"So you know it's evening now, Wallerup." Snape looked down at Sean, his tone slow and steady, but it sounded like he was squeezing it out from between his teeth. "I think I should remind you that students are not allowed to wander around at night..."

"It's not completely dark yet..." Sean thought to himself, but he quickly replied, "I just came back from Professor McGonagall's place and I'm heading back to the Ravenclaw Common Room now."

"Then hurry up!" Snape flicked his robe. "Professor Dumbledore isn't at school tonight, so no one's going to clean up your mess."

Dumbledore n't here? Sean frowned immediately. Snape was reminding him again. Did that mean Riddle was about to make a move?

Riddle couldn't resist swallowing the bait Dumbledore had laid out.

By the time he came to his senses, Snape was already far away.

"Thank you for reminding me, Professor," Sean called out.

Snape paused for a moment, then quickened his pace, his harsh voice echoing down the corridor.

"Because you haven't returned to the Common Room by night, Ravenclaw loses five points."

Sean's smile froze on his face. Those points I earned in the Transfiguration —I was genuinely grateful, not mocking him...

A dejected Sean hurried back to the Common Room, and after studying with Hermione for a while, his mood improved.

Sean completely forgot about whether Riddle should intervene; after all, Dumbledore far more cunning than him, so why should he worry about it?

As night fell, Sean, lying in bed, let out a huge yawn and folded up the documents in his hand.

Professor McGonagall's annotations are fantastic; he's been looking at them without even noticing.

Sean had already fallen asleep, and as he pulled the covers up closer to his bed, he saw a small flame suddenly ignite in mid-air.

The golden-red flames burned briefly before quickly going out, and a note and a beautiful fiery red tail feather fell onto Sean's bed.

Familiar tactics... Sean glanced enviously at the spot where the firelight had disappeared. I want Phoenix too...

But if Phoenix use their own feathers to deliver messages, then Fawkes will be stripped bare...

Sean picked up the somewhat crumpled parchment.

Dear Sean: If it's alright, could you come to my office now?

—Dumbledore.

Dumbledore make him stay up late at night?

Sean looked at the note again with suspicion. He wasn't worried that it was Riddle's trick. If the other party could control the Phoenix, he would have been tricked and killed a thousand times over.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Had Riddle been caught?

Sean got excited at the thought of the news. Although Dumbledore had told him not to worry, he still couldn't relax because of this terrorist constantly roaming around the school.

Why did Dumbledore call him over? Was it related to that Prophecy that couldn't be spoken?

Unable to understand, Sean immediately got out of bed and sneaked out of the dormitory.

The last time I wandered around at midnight was the last time.

To be precise, it was only once. Sean was worried that he might run into Grindelwald again in the middle of the night, so he simply gave up the idea of wandering around at night. Aren't the four-poster beds in the student dormitory soft?

After leaving the Ravenclaw Tower, he entered the main castle. Strangely, Sean, who had been being very cautious, never saw Filch even once.

According to the Weasley brothers, who were known for their nocturnal habits, Filch only slept four hours a day and spent the rest of his time patrolling Hogwarts.

Perhaps because he was going to make a move against Riddle tonight, Dumbledore sent Filch to bed.

With that thought in mind, Sean quickened his pace. When he reached the fourth floor, he glanced down the right-hand corridor.

There was no sound coming from there.

Sean looked away, and just as he was about to take a step, he saw the air next to a stone pillar tremble, and three heads appeared out of thin air.

It's Harry, Neville, and Ron.

"Sean, what are you doing here?" Harry immediately waved to him and called out softly.

Sean's eye twitched. These three guys hadn't taken his instructions to heart at all...

He glanced around and strode up to the three men. "Hey guys, I think I've already warned you."

Harry immediately pulled up his Invisibility Cloak: "Come in quickly."

"Please..." Sean sighed and slipped into the Invisibility Cloak.

"Alright, now it's time to tell me why you're here." Sean said helplessly from beneath the crowded Invisibility Cloak.

"Weren't you here to stop Snape from getting the Philosopher's Stone?" Harry's eyes widened.