A piece of bad news disrupted Sean's plan, that is, Professor Terra is not here.
"Professor Terra is a very busy person. She often travels between several magic schools... It's normal that you can't see her."
Weasleys's words echoed in Sean's mind. It seems that it will be difficult for him to find a professor in a short time.
So Sean could only try to learn Ancient Runes and choose materials by himself.
Or, he thought about it, maybe Gemini would have some ideas?
Just like the Runic script notes they gave last time, there are no vague descriptions, but precise words that retain semantic meaning.
in the corridor. It seemed that a figure riding a pony disappeared in a flash, and at the corner where he disappeared, a tall figure also appeared.
Sean When he entered the corridor, an unexpected wizard appeared in front of him.
"Mr. Green, nice to meet you."
Tall Prefect is polite and a little enthusiastic.
"Prefect Crivat."
Sean nodded. He felt that this corridor was not very clean and he would be stopped every time.
"Oh, "The Selection and Enlightenment of Alchemical Materials"? Are you studying ancient Alchemy? This is content for sixth grade."
Prefect looked at his notebook and his smile became brighter.
"Ravenclaw There are many wizards who have taken Ancient Runic script. Maybe we can help you?"
Sean shook his head, Prefect's purpose was not difficult to guess. And judging from her appearance, it seemed like she had no intention of hiding it.
"I guess your notes must be very comprehensive, but listen to me, Ravenclaw has a 'Magic Society'. Yes, that is a club. There are many wizards like you who like to study magic gathered in it..."
As she spoke, she observed Sean's reaction. He was slightly interested, but not much.
"We have many notes about Ancient Runic script, which are everyone's annotations for those obscure books. They are easy to understand and have been tested by professors. They are very reliable."
Sean's eyes are a little bright.
"There are many left by Ravenclaws many years ago."
Sean started to think.
"I can give it to you. And if you need to find Bathsheda·Professor Babbling to study, we also have a way... as long as you are willing to play for Ravenclaw three times, no, two times is enough!"
Prefect spoke faster and faster. In her description, Sean felt that her first question about Ancient Runes and the material might not be a problem anymore.
He has always believed that magic is vast. Maybe no one has succeeded in what he wants to do, but it doesn't mean that no one has failed.
After all, wizards even dared to eat Venomous Tentacula, and it was also recorded on Chocolate Frog Card.
While magic is sometimes not straightforward, there is always something to be learned between the lines.
Therefore, Sean was slightly shaken.
If the notes of "Magic Society" are really useful, I should do something in return.
Penelope·Clearwater raised the corners of his mouth slightly. They had been paying attention to Sean for more than a day or two. Especially when Weasleys did not hide it, it was not difficult to find out that Sean was learning alchemy.
More importantly, she just reached an agreement with someone...
"I want..."
Prefect's conditions were very tempting, he just didn't like Quidditch and the time it wasted and the damage it might cause.
But it's okay for a player who only plays once or twice in a short period of time. His body is no longer that weak.
This is an equivalent exchange, and Sean recognizes this method.
"Don't refuse in a hurry... In fact, I heard that Professor McGonagall likes Quidditch very much. It is said that she will be present at every Quidditch game."
Penelope·Prefect Crivat said softly. She stopped at that point and did not continue.
"I'm sorry to hear some news. If you are angry, I think I will be unlucky. But this is what must be done even if you are unlucky.
Sean, we need you very much, Ravenclaw Quidditch Team needs you very much, together with the whole Ravenclaw - this is the time when we have the best chance. "
Prefect looked at Sean,
"In the name of Merlin, no one else will overhear this matter. Although I don't know why you are not called Sean·McGonagall, if you don't want to say it, no one will know about it anymore."
Penelope·Clearwater is a smart wizard. She faces her own desires and restrains herself with a moral bottom line that is not very common.
So even though she was a bit shrewd enough to offend wizards, Ravenclaws still believed in her. At least she dared to put everything out there, didn't she?
There was a whistling wind in the corridor, Christmas's wide ribbon hung in the sky, and the portraits on the wall were also bright and dark.
Prefect Penelope held his breath because the little wizard in front of him was lost in thought.
When he heard the words Professor McGonagall, he was slightly shaken, but then he regained his composure.
"How sad! To hear some shameful calculations!"
Then a voice appeared. Sean was immediately recognized as Sir Cadogan.
Although Sir's tone was serious and appropriate, he was not in a good state. He was being dragged by his pony into the frame, his legs making a rustling sound on the ground.
"You should be ashamed, wizard!"
His legs were hanging on the ground, and his body was hugging the pony. His deep voice had an ancient knight accent, but his appearance was not very direct.
Prefect Penelope lowered his head slightly.
"I'm sorry."
"That's not how love works, ma'am."
Jazz lowered his head and blinked at Sean.
"You should do something first, for your mistake - I think you have done your best for the honor of your college, and then you should express your apology."
Then Sean saw Prefect taking out many notes from her bag, as if she had prepared everything.
"Sir Cadogan, you are correct."
Prefect Penelope handed the note to Sean.
"Whether you want to come or not, Ravenclaw will always support you. If you want to find Bathsheda·Professor Babbling or decide to fight for Ravenclaw, please contact me at any time."
She smiled very sincerely now, then she tilted her head and made a gesture to sew her mouth, and left the corridor.
Sean Actually... I just agreed.
As for Professor McGonagall, in fact, Professor McGonagall originally planned to publicize the news... but considering that Professor Snape did not have this intention, Professor McGonagall did not insist but happily went with the flow.
Soon after.
A corner of the corridor.
"Sir, is this really going to work?"
Prefect Penelope walked around, not at all as elegant as before, but instead looking a little uneasy.
"I know Little Green far better than anyone in Hogwarts!"
Jazz looked confident.
"I hope so."
Prefect Penelope paced for a while and left here.
At this time Jazz hummed a ditty:
"Of course, Big Cat is willing to disclose it, but not disclosing it is protection for him, right? Severus.
When I think about seeing Little Green flying freely, ha! Big Cat must be as excited as me!
It also solved a problem, oh, Little Green, if you knew about it, how would you thank me? I don't want to go to Dungeon and hang it at the door..."