The coldness of December always makes wizards want to stay a little longer by the fire.
Sean is sitting at the table near the stove. He silently put away the many books on the table, and before Madam Pince chased people away with a feather duster, he filled in the books he wanted to borrow on the crumpled form.
Then wave the magic wand naturally, "Runic script", "Detailed Runic Alphabet", "Notes on Anglo-Saxon Futhark" will stack up on their own, and Library will follow him.
Before leaving, he also took the opportunity to tidy up the bookshelves in the area, but he only completed a little Madam Pince's work.
Library is so big, there are thousands of bookshelves and hundreds of paths. Without the help of magic, even Madam Pince, who is familiar with this place, can't finish it in a while.
Thinking about it this way, it makes sense that Hogwarts Library would close at eight o'clock in the evening.
"Madam Pince, goodbye."
The book blocked Sean's head, but a small booklet floated above his head. Sean was used to excerpting some details from History of Magic. These details can reveal some unique magical knowledge with a little association.
For example:
[Alberta Tussel is a witch. In 1430, when she was 39 years old, she participated in All-England Wizard Duel Tournament, defeated the popular player Samson Wiblin with a Blasting Curse, and won the championship]
If you check the background a little bit, you will know that before Alberta Tussel, everyone used to cast powerful spells that took a long time to prepare, such as using magic to create a hill out of thin air.
That is, when she and another wizard who was good at Expelliarmus were active, wizards gradually realized that simple magic could have great effects, which further led to the creation of modern standard magic spells.
Madam Pince likes these details very much. Her sufficient knowledge reserve allows her to think of many interesting explanations.
In return, she would often stay in a position closer to the fire. Other little wizards did not dare to sit next to her, but Sean always sat down with a book in her arms.
When Halloween was born, she gave Sean a beautifully packaged book "A Study of the Development of Modern Witchcraft", which was full of her own notes.
Sometimes Sean and Madam Pince have a kind of pen pal relationship. They both speak very little, but write a lot while annotating the history of wizards.
Flying back to Ravenclaw Tower on a broom, the scarf slipped backwards under the influence of the wind.
When we landed on the roof of the building, Hogwarts Castle had become deep in the night.
At this time, there is always a Magic Lantern light shining for him in the Ravenclaw Tower window.
"Cool——"
Michael brought Magic Lantern in and whispered with a little envy as usual.
Recently, he discovered that Sean's magic broom is Nimbus 2000. Occasionally, he would use it to observe.
Although Sean agreed to let him use it for a while, he, who was always careless, just smiled:
"Oh - Sean, I'm afraid not many people know this, but I always know it. This is an important thing, and it should only be used by you."
There was a deep voice in his ears, and Sean looked at the window - the snow was particularly heavy tonight, and the rustling covered the entire castle.
So he put down the Runic script array book that he had been worrying about, and placed some cookies next to it.
There are some Ancient Runes arrays engraved on the cookies. Because Advanced Transfiguration is involved, Sean has never been able to make satisfactory works.
"Cookies?"
Michael moved from another table,
"Sean, I'm surprised you wouldn't share it with me - I don't feel good."
Seeing that Sean had no objection, he ate a biscuit and grew wings and a full face of hair in a very short time.
As soon as Anthony entered the door, he and Sean had to work hard to catch him who wanted to fly outside the window.
Sean took a breath and silently wrote on Parchment:
[Failed Owl Biscuits:
Reason for failure: Runic script array error;
Failure effect: Transfiguration becomes half an owl and loses part of his sanity]
After the failed Michael Transfiguration ended, his head was still by the window:
"Help-"
He was so frightened that he cried like a ghost. Sean grabbed his left arm. In fact, his body was in the room, so there was no danger.
"Stop screaming. Also, you should have another one, if you don't fall to death next time."
Anthony grabbed his right arm and said calmly.
"Why?"
This trick was very effective. Michael stopped making noise and was dragged into the window by them.
"Catterich was the first wizard to discover the performance of Gillyweed, so he became one of the members of Chocolate Frog Card... Maybe you can become the first wizard to make Transfiguration an owl and stupidly kill yourself - I'm waiting to buy your Chocolate Frog Card."
After Anthony finished speaking, he went out of the door. Before leaving, he suddenly whispered to Sean,
"I don't know what it is though. But, Sean, maybe the failed product can be a bit of fun, like so many prank candies."
When Sean was deep in thought, Michael chased him out with a bang. His face turned red, so Sean knew that he could be clean for a while.
His attention returned to Owl Biscuits.
His failure lies in his lack of understanding of Runic script. He can feel every point where there is a problem with magic power, but he doesn't know how to improve it.
So he recorded the question and prepared to ask Professor Terra next Monday.
The night has fallen for a long time.
An owl came tiredly from far, far away Accio. Then it hit the window of Sean with a loud bang.
Sean hugged it in quickly.
This is an owl that looks quite energetic, with silver-white wings covered in white snow.
Flames burst out from the tip of Sean's wand, and two Salamander surrounded it.
When the snow slowly melted, Sean took out a thick and terrible amount of clothes from the package it brought.
It was tattered and patched, and looked like it had been re-patched with more than one layer or two.
Sean's eyes trembled, and he suddenly thought of the kind old grandmother Milan Taylor.
But no matter how I looked for it, I only had this piece of clothing and nothing else.
Finally, Sean found five pounds and a letter on the rolled edge of his cuffs:
"Whether your big day comes or not, kid, you said you could live on five pounds. Please keep these five pounds and may you always have the courage of five pounds]
On the back of the letter, where London Orphanage was posted, there were still piles of uncleaned garbage bags on the street.
A woman with rough skin sat by the window, her brows stretched and furrowed.
Children in orphanages are used to being abandoned, but that doesn't mean the children won't be sad.
"For God's sake..."
she muttered.
Meanwhile Ravenclaw Tower.
The owl seems to be staying with Sean, and it plays well with the two Salamander.
Sean knows that he will have to wait for a while when entering Hope Cottage tomorrow. He has already thought of Mr. Owl's words:
"No! You! Go in! The little wizard who is in love with someone else!"
At this time, the wind roared from London, and hope grew wildly like the grass covered with snow in Greenhouse.