After some time spent practicing, a few of the young wizards had managed to successfully cast the Patronus Charm.
At every Mutual Aid Society meeting, these young wizards summoned their own Patronuses beneath the envious gazes of their peers, having the time of their lives.
As for the young wizards who weren't quite as talented, they could only look on with envy and jealousy before continuing to work hard in silence.
The whole Mutual Aid Society continued to improve in a positive atmosphere.
"Ugh..."
Harry had been one of the fortunate few who had it all, but for some reason, as he looked at the stag he'd summoned, he let out a sigh.
"If you don't like your Patronus, you can give it to me."
Ron, who had tried his hardest but still couldn't summon a Patronus, spoke beside Harry in a sour tone.
Harry had a stag, Hermione had an otter, and even Neville, who was usually a bit slow, had managed to summon a raccoon. Meanwhile, all Ron could summon was smoke.
It was so embarrassing!
That alone would've been bad enough, but what he couldn't stand was that Draco, that bastard, kept strutting around with a peacock at his side, making Ron's fists itch.
Ron swore that once he summoned his own Patronus, he'd tear that damn peacock to shreds!
"Haha."
The sight of someone looking so furious was simply too funny to Draco.
The young master strutted around with his peacock Patronus, looking incredibly proud of himself.
"Malfoy really is something." "He did so easily what the rest of us can't."
Crabbe and Goyle gazed enviously at Draco and his peacock, their eyes sparkling.
How cool!
It might've been slightly inferior to Boss Klein's spectral raven—
but it was still impressive!
"Ugh..."
Normally, Harry would've joined