The night was very dark and the corridor was quiet.
Neville was returning to Gryffindor Tower from Hope Cottage on the third floor. Originally he was afraid of the corridor, but the wand on his waist gave him a little confidence.
"Neville."
A figure seems to have been waiting here for a long time.
"Justin."
Neville shuddered suddenly and came to his senses when he saw clearly that it was Justin.
"Can we talk about it? About...Professor Quirrell."
Justin said xunxun.
Hearing this word, Neville swallowed his saliva before daring to continue listening.
"Magical World is never safe, is it? First Wizarding War, Second Wizarding War... even in the records of <Important Magical History of the Twentieth Century>, it can be called tragic. You... should know better than me."
Justin paused for a while, looking slightly worriedly at Neville's eyes that turned from fear to sadness.
His chubby hands had subconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes.
The war was of course tragic. Taking Battle of Hogwarts as an example, Hogwarts had less than 400 participants and more than 50 people died.
The mortality rate is completely higher than 12.5%, which can be called a Wizarding World meat grinder battle.
"Headmaster Dumbledore knows about Professor Quirrell, do you understand, Neville?"
Justin paused again, waiting for Neville, whose pupils widened, to digest this matter.
"Headmaster Dumbledore is naturally much further away than we thought, but the danger will not disappear just like that.
We need strength, we need to be united, and I need you to know... if danger does come, we are relying on each other, just like when facing Troll..."
His firm and sincere voice had the power to confuse people, and Neville felt for a moment that something was shaking his heart.
In this small, dark corridor, Neville felt that part of himself was changing.
A responsibility rested on his shoulders, and he shouldered it willingly.
"I... can I... what do I do?"
Neville opened his mouth with a murmur of lips.
"Of course you can, Neville. What we have to do is very simple - train ourselves. If we really encounter danger, we should face it together with Sean, instead of waiting for someone to save us."
After Justin finished speaking, he left silently. Before leaving, he looked into Neville's eyes, and he was sure that his friend had a hidden power in his body.
These small existences, which are not valued by Headmaster Dumbledore and not taken seriously by Voldemort, will make those arrogant people suffer a big loss. He is sure of this.
Outside the window, the moonlight is shining.
Justin's always gentle and enthusiastic face was blurred in front of the pale moonlight.
Of course, of course, they must unite together, otherwise, how about waiting for Sean to save them one by one?
In this castle, there is only one person who has the ability to face danger and is willing to risk everything to ensure their safety.
Justin sighed, he had to let the little wizard in Hope Cottage understand - don't hold Sean back.
Both in terms of strength and mental will.
Since the Professor Quirrell incident, the little wizards in Hope Cottage have been injected with full passion, and they are working hard to train themselves every day.
Neville was very effective on Defense Against the Dark Arts. When he stammered and asked about Sean, Sean asked him to train Finite and Petrificus Totalus specifically.
I have to say that Neville learned these two spells faster than Hermione.
Compared with Neville's specialization, Hermione's learning is much more complex. She knows many spells and is constantly expanding her spell library.
The only thing that made Justin feel funny was that when Hermione was nervous - such as when they used magic spells to subdue Sean's snowman - Hermione would even forget the magic spells she had learned. Justin had to take her spell proficiency form and silently help her remember it.
Ron is currently the slowest person in the hut, but considering that he chose the vast field of Transfiguration, his progress is already very fast among the little wizards.
He can even turn a wooden table Transfiguration into stone now. Justin I roughly estimate that he has Sean's strength on a train.
"What does it mean to be on a train?"
Ron asked blankly.
"That was when Sean was not in school, Hogwarts Express, remember?"
After Justin finished speaking, he saw Ron slumped on the chair, motionless.
Generally speaking, everyone is making progress. Justin looked at the changing proficiency chart of New Moon and nodded with satisfaction.
As the only person whose schedule can even be synchronized with Sean, he actually works harder than anyone else in the hut. However, he seems to be limited by his talents that are not entirely outstanding, and it seems that his progress is not fast.
Fortunately--
"Sean, together?"
In the afternoon, the sun shines, and the rainy January brings another sunny day.
"Hmm."
Sean nodded.
"Finite, plus Smoke Charm, and Disillusionment Charm and Muffling Charm... I probably understand a little bit about the magic combination you mentioned last time..."
Justin is always willing to learn some magic spells for defense and concealment.
On many occasions, he would talk a little more with Sean about the secrets of these magic spells. With the help of an unknown expert, his progress was always slow.
Before Sean arrived at the edge of Forbidden Forest, he handed him a small note that was only aimed at Justin's personal magic mastery.
The magic spell Justin learned was almost a replica of Sean, so Sean spent some time summarizing it for him as "Justin's Spell Study Plan".
"See you tonight."
Sean entered Forbidden Forest, and from a distance, he could see Hagrid.
"See you tonight."
Justin waved his hand.
He left the lawn with brisk steps, and as he chanted the spell and waved his wand, the noise he made instantly became much quieter.
The reason why he is keen on learning defense and concealment spells is very simple - facing dangerous people like Magical World, with strong foreign aid, the first thing they have to do is actually obtain intelligence, protect themselves, and evacuate in time.
He believed that most young wizards would not even be able to compete with those dangerous elements before they graduated.
Only wizards like Sean, who are destined to be great, have the ability to dominate the battle.
Are they useless then? Are the lives of those wizards without talent being wasted?
Magic is more than just head-on confrontation...
Professor Flitwick will also be beaten away by Levitation Charm of Neville...
Capsizing in the gutter is a common occurrence in Magical World.
Forbidden Forest edge.
Sean In front of him is a narrow path that gradually disappears into the depths of the black jungle.
He looked into Forbidden Forest, a breeze blew his hair, and Hagrid had already strode over.
"Nice to see you, Sean! Look over there,"
Hagrid said enthusiastically and excitedly,
"Did you see that big footprint on the ground?"