When Sean passes by here.
Malfoy and Harry rolled into a ball in the snow. Ron, Crabbe and Goyle were wrestling together, using fists and feet, and they all screamed in pain.
Sean silently summoned two snowmen and quickly pulled them apart.
Malfoy trembled, without looking at Sean, snorted lightly, and then left with Goyle and Crabbe.
As for Harry, he feels more like a baboon now, and this time he doesn't even have a wand.
Sean just looked at Harry and Ron for a while. The two of them buried their heads, feeling guilty for some reason.
It seemed like nothing happened, and there was no need to go to Hospital Wing... so Sean also walked away.
But in the eyes of Harry and Ron, Sean was a little disappointed.
You know, they are wizards. Before Green's Notes appeared, Sean gave them notes, and the content in them was much more detailed than the collection.
As for them, one went to train Quidditch, whom Sean didn't like, and the other was addicted to the wizard Qi - he didn't learn any decent spells.
"Harry, do we have no chance at all..."
Ron I couldn't even keep my smile this time.
He had always wanted to join a secret society. Think about it, all six of them have experienced the Troll incident, and the other four are getting better and better. Not to mention Justin, who is excellent in herbal medicine and magic spells, even Neville earned eleven points for Gryffindor.
Now everyone's impression of him has changed.
"I think so..."
"Harry, Ron, good morning——"
Justin couldn't stand it anymore, he emerged from the snowflakes in the yard enthusiastically, blinked,
"I said, if you want to know the results, why don't you ask yourself?"
When Sean was in the corridor, he was somewhat expecting Fred or George to emerge from somewhere, but it backfired.
So Sean, who was not prepared to wait, went outside the castle. Through occasional observation of Harry, he knew that Gryffindor had another training session this afternoon.
By the colored window on the third floor of the castle, Professor McGonagall watched the little wizard leaving footprints in the snow alone.
Behind her, there are several sneaky Ravenclaw.
"Little wizard! Stupid little wizard!"
The sudden appearance of Mr. Owl made them stagger and run away quickly.
Mr. Owl glanced at the wizard headed by Roger, with humanized loss and confusion in his eyes.
So today Ravenclaw Common Room's eagle-shaped door knocker seemed to have malfunctioned, and he asked several difficult questions in succession, leaving several Ravenclaws blowing wind outside the door for a long time.
Quidditch Pitch, Sean have already reached the door of the locker room.
Two red flames suddenly sprouted from the snow.
"I saw you coming Quidditch Pitch——"
Fred jumped out of the snow, holding a badge in his hand.
"We knew Alchemy Domain had another genius!"
George looked pleased.
"Fred, damn! Where is my Prefect Badge?!"
At this time, a neatly dressed man with an extremely irritable tone walked out of the dressing room.
It is Prefect Percy of Gryffindor. He follows the rules and likes to yell at people who break the rules. Ron said that he is a study addict, he is also very face-saving and does not know how to adapt.
He was holding a copy of "How to Gain Power as a Prefect" in his hand, which made Fred curl his lips and said in a loud voice:
"I'm George, Percy! "How to Gain Power as a Prefect" didn't teach you to distinguish this? What a pity——"
His last tone was long, and he raised his eyebrows at Sean.
"Okay - George! Tell me, where is my Prefect Badge!"
He let out a loud roar.
"It was just a joke, actually I am Fred!"
"Give it to me!!!"
So Fred was chased around by the angry Percy.
George and Sean looked at them, and then George took a badge out of his pocket:
"I don't understand, do you need to rub the Prefect badge so many times... Run west, Fred!"
he said loudly. Fred changed the direction.
"Oh, by the way, speaking of floating Quill——"
Before he finished speaking, Sean took out the alchemy creation he had made.
"I knew you had the same talent as us - qualified! Very qualified!"
George blinked and put the floating Quill in the bag together with Prefect Badge.
"You can finish it in less than two weeks. You are born to learn Alchemy!
Okay, do you have notes or a diary or something? You can write it now - although it is not a qualified alchemy attitude, you don't even know what alchemy is!
Of course, Professor Terra will be very interested in you, we just need to create some chance encounters..."
Sean handed over his notes, and George patted his shoulder, showing an expression of "We are indeed the same kind of people."
"Professor Terra, that is?"
Sean asked.
"Oh! Good question! Professor Terra is a member of the council of the International Alchemy Association and the most mysterious professor in the college - no one can see her except the sixth and seventh grade wizards.
The important thing is...Fred! Right! "
George shouted, alerting Fred who was playing hide and seek with Percy around the lounge.
Then I saw Percy coming towards this side menacingly.
"Not good - let's go, Green!"
George ran away in a flash, and before leaving, he responded,
"Don't worry, we'll come to you, Great Green!"
"Great Green?"
Percy was extremely angry, but he seemed to have heard some words of interest and stopped to look at Sean.
"Oh, Mr. Green."
Percy tried hard to appear friendly.
This Green is not simple. He passed Flying Test and wrote the popular Green's Notes.
He had read the book Percy, and even he had to admit that the part about History of Magic was very well written.
All in all, whether he becomes a Quidditch star or a Magical World professor, it is worthy of him to squeeze out a smile.
"Hello, Mr. Weasley."
Sean responded politely.
"Oh, just call me Percy, senior."
He seemed very approachable.
Outside the locker room, the oak door was ajar, revealing the warm lights and faint voices in the locker room. On the edge of the snow, Fred hugged George's shoulders.
"I'm going to spit out my lunch - just call me 'Po' Nishi-senpai..."
Fred made a weird face.
Rarely, this time he didn't hear George's voice.
He tilted his head and could only see George staring at a notebook in a daze.
"Great Green notes?!"
Fred pretended to exclaim and found that George was still in a daze.
He suddenly became serious.
"Ah... it took me two days to barely make the floating Quill...
So strange, George, is this in English? "