Foreknowledge, a New Uproar / Blood Cultivation, Turning the Plot Against Them ...

After some hesitation, Anthony Goldstein finally spoke.

"Teach you magic?" Harry frowned, puzzled. "Why ask this all of a sudden? Haven't you always been doing very well in your courses?"

It should be said that Harry's nominal roommates are all top students in their fourth year, especially Anthony, who, if nothing goes wrong, will definitely have a chance to become Prefect next year.

That's why Harry was curious as to why the other person suddenly brought this up.

"This is my opinion, and many other students think so too. What the school teaches isn't really that helpful to us," Anthony earnestly pleaded. "Especially Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Moody is very skilled, but... at least personally, I don't think he taught it as well as you did when you were a teaching assistant."

"So... what about the rest of you?" Harry looked around. "You all think the same way, wanting to learn from me?"

He didn't show anything on his face, but he was already bursting with joy inside.

I knew it! Chasing after the strong—that should be human instinct, right?

Chapter 651 Foresight, New Unrest

In fact, upon closer examination, it's quite reasonable for Ravenclaw students to have such demands.

Harry's strength is beyond doubt. Since he enrolled, he has been known as the school bully and the god of war.

His peers and older students practically watched him become unstoppable.

And the newly enrolled young wizards all looked at Harry with starry eyes.

They had already been told during the Prefect' address upon enrollment that Harry Granger, a fourth-year student in Ravenclaw, was also an assistant instructor for Defense Against the Dark Arts and the Care of Magical Creatures Class, and was an incredibly powerful wizard even before graduating.

However, what happened later left these new students feeling very regretful. Because of the turmoil at the beginning of the school year and the holding of the Triwizard Tournament, Harry did not teach a single class that school year.

As a result, during today's match, the freshmen of Eagle House witnessed Harry summoning a water dragon to suppress the rampaging fireball, allowing everyone who previously lacked knowledge of Harry to directly witness his power.

As for the senior students at Eagle House, they mainly focused their attention on Hermione. They all knew that Hermione was able to subdue the ferocious Hornet Dragon in direct combat, which must have involved Harry's assistance.

So, in fact, whether they are new students or returning students, they all have expectations for Harry, and it is not surprising that they all want to learn from Harry.

Of course, this request was exactly what Harry wanted to hear, so he readily agreed and decided to use his free time to run an advanced class for the Ravenclaw in his house.

In December, gales and blizzards swept through Hogwarts, and the castle was warmed with fireplaces. Although there were still unexpected drafts, it was much more comfortable than for those living on ships and carriages.

The young wizards of Ravenclaw have been quite busy lately, as a recent 'impulsive' request has forced them to undergo regular, self-arranged advanced training.

In fact, setting up advanced classes for students at Eagle House doesn't require Harry to put in too much effort, because many of the teaching resources are readily available, and Harry himself doesn't even need to be present much.

There's no need to worry about teaching space at all. Just go to the Room of Requirement, make a wish, and say you need a classroom or a dueling arena. The house will easily transform into the shape and size you need, and even the necessary teaching materials will be included.

There's no need to worry about the teaching process and lesson plans. Hermione is one of the few students in Eagle House who still keeps taking study notes, so all we need to do is provide her learning reflections.

Furthermore, she had trained under Tina and knew all too well the rigorous training an elite Auror needed to undergo, and could certainly apply all of that to Ravenclaw students.

Admittedly, this would definitely make them complain endlessly, but Harry still believed that some of them would be able to pull through.

After all, they are Ravenclaw. Wouldn't it be ridiculous if they gave up when they encountered difficulties in their studies?

As for the most important teacher, there's no need to think twice; Harry dumped all these fledglings, who were still in their 'early stages,' onto Hermione.

No one was upset about Harry's laziness. The clever Ravenclaw could all see that Hermione's head-on takedown of the Dragon in the previous match was the real testament to her magical prowess!

As for the magic Harry used to subdue the Dragon, they couldn't even understand it, so how could they possibly learn it so easily?

This arrangement is actually a win-win situation, as it fully satisfies Hermione's interest in being a teacher, otherwise she would be quite bored while waiting for the second match.

That's right, Hermione isn't worried about her second match at all.

The very next day after she received the Golden Egg, she had completely unraveled its secret.

The Golden Egg emitted Mermish; to understand it clearly, simply immerse it in water.

Look for us, where our voices are heard.

We cannot sing on the ground.

When you search, please think carefully:

We stole your most beloved treasure.

You only have one hour...

There's no need to go into the details of the song inside the Golden Egg, but basically it means that the Merpeople will take something precious from Hermione, and Hermione needs to find it within an hour; if she takes more than an hour, she loses.

Leaving aside what the Merpeople will actually take, the only place they could hide things would be the Black Lake, which is obvious to anyone with a brain.

To put it simply, the requirement for the second competition was for Hermione and her three companions to stay underwater for an hour and then find what the Merpeople had hidden.

It's a problem that can be solved with a Bubble-Head Charm; this is much easier than dealing with the previous Dragon.

Besides, Hermione is still wearing Merkus's bracelet. Who in the Black Lake would dare to cause her trouble?

So, since everyone knows there won't be any problems in the second round, what does Hermione have to worry about? She promptly went to the Room of Requirement to crush some weaker opponents.

Harry was well aware that Hermione intended to support him in this way.

She herself has a lot to do, such as the O.W.L. Examinations, which she plans to take this year by skipping a grade.

But when she found herself caught up in the Goblet of Goblet of Fire plot, and Harry was determined to protect her, Hermione decided to repay Harry in this way.

Through tireless effort, she forcefully defeated the Dragon that others considered invincible, all to show Harry that he didn't need to worry so much.

Now that she has realized Harry intends to take on these students, she has taken on the responsibilities of the head of discipline for Harry.

She's proving to Harry through her actions... that she's now able to share Harry burdens!

Harry was indeed very grateful to Hermione for this, because he really needed some relatively free time to focus on dealing with the backlog of things.

The first thing to be affected, naturally, was the confiscated magic wand.

"Your master will come again, won't he...?"

Carefully examining the wand in his hand, and listening intently to the Voice of Magic emanating from the wand core, Harry gradually formed a plan in his mind.

The sound coming from the wand was indistinct, but Harry could roughly understand some of it; the wand's owner seemed to recognize him.

Moreover, he seemed to want to change something, which is why he caused trouble in the Triwizard Tournament.

In other words, he will definitely appear again after the second game begins!

"Looks like I'll have to say hello to Merkus."

The location for the second match has been confirmed to be in the Black Lake, but that troublemaker would never have imagined... the entire Black Lake is filled with Harry's men!

Harry will definitely not let him escape again in the second match!

Chapter 652 Blood Cultivation, A Plan Against a Plan

In late December, the temperature seemed to drop even further, and Hogwarts Castle was covered in a layer of frost by a blizzard, giving it a somewhat Frozen Throne-like appearance from afar.

However, in terms of sheer scale and grandeur, Hogwarts Castle is no match for Durmstrang's massive ship. To use Harry's words from his previous life, it was like... a giant icicle over a foot long!

However, even such terrible weather could not dampen the enthusiasm of the young wizards, especially those in the fourth grade and above, who were currently in a state of extreme excitement.

Their level of excitement was comparable to Hagrid's Blast-Ended Skrewt, which refused to hibernate and were constantly killing each other.

The Yule Ball is almost here!!

That was the news that Professor Flitwick told everyone after one of his Charms Class.

As a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and an important opportunity for exchange among the three schools, Hogwarts will host a lively ball during the Christmas break between the tournaments.

"The Yule Ball is only for students in fourth grade and above, but you can invite younger students if you wish," Professor Flitwick said with a smile in class. "Also, remember to wear your formal attire, and Miss Granger, as Champion, will dance the opening dance with her partner."

Professor Flitwick's words successfully aroused the excitement of the students in the class. They began to whisper among themselves, and many of them turned their attention to Hermione.

Of course, they were only curious about Hermione's dancing, not her dance partner.

After all, everyone thought that Hermione's dance partner could be no one but Harry.

Even Harry himself thought so, so he didn't attend the class and naturally didn't know what happened afterward...

A minor mishap~

"I think it's a success. Do you want to take a look for yourself?"

In the cold, damp underground classroom, Snape slowly rose from his seat and gently moved aside the... microscope in front of him.

That's right, another microscope has been added to his office.

This thing, of course, was also provided by Harry. It was part of the experimental apparatus that Snape called the "boring trio," along with the Graphite Cauldron and the high-precision analytical balance.

However, the eccentric Snape would never admit that with these three things, his Potions- making skills did seem to have improved slightly.

After all, quantifiable experience implies stability.

This time, however, Snape wasn't using the microscope to prepare any Potions, but rather to help Harry observe the growth of some of the 'little ones'.

"They really look great, they seem much more energetic than before!"

Harry also peered through the microscope and saw countless enormous creatures, each one plump and strong, hidden in a thin layer of blood on the glass slide.

"You're truly capable, Severus Snape! I've been trying to cultivate these bloodlines for so long without any success, but you've already achieved results as soon as you took over." Seeing his goal achieved, Harry couldn't help but praise Snape profusely.

"Blood is one of the most commonly used ingredients in Potions, so of course I know which herbs to add to enhance their effects and complete what you call cultivation." Snape slowly straightened his sleeves. "However, the key ingredient is still that Sorcerer's Stone. And what I didn't expect was that blood would contain such a thing. No wonder Potions related to blood have the most failures."

"Of course," Harry chuckled and shrugged. "Blood—especially animal blood—is never exactly clean. Whether consumed directly or used in medicine, improper handling poses a very high risk."

"So you're planning to take this risk?" Snape looked at Harry with a grim expression. "I thought you only wanted to consult me about the Blood Malediction on that serpent."

"Regarding Nagini, you know about this case, but just take it as a reference." Harry shrugged helplessly. "Maledictus are different from Werewolf. Nagini has completely turned into a snake and can't turn back."

They are studying Nagini's blood, and the Blood Malediction Snape mentioned is naturally the curse on Nagini.

But Harry wasn't being pessimistic; that's just how Maledictus are—once they've fully transformed, it's irreversible.

Unlike Nagini, Talisa, as a descendant of Werewolf, at least possesses human thought and a tiny bit of magic she can draw upon, which is why she was able to cultivate the Humanmagus developed by Harry.

However, Nagini has almost completely lost her memories as a human, and now she is just an ordinary beast. Even though there is magic in her blood, she cannot use it at all.

Even Rowena told Harry that to save Maledictus like Nagini, intervention was only possible before she completely lost her human form; otherwise, failure was inevitable.

So Harry could only study Nagini's blood now, and he did indeed discover its important uses.

So, when his own research hit a roadblock, he turned to Snape and asked Severus Snape to help him create some modified versions of blood cultures. Meanwhile, Harry also sought advice from Hagrid, borrowing his experience with hybridized Blast-Ended Skrewt, successfully making some of the small creatures residing in the blood even more potent.

"It looks like we can proceed with clinical trials now."

Harry nodded in satisfaction. He glanced back at the test tubes behind him, all filled with cultured blood.

"That's settled then, thank you very much, Severus Snape..."

"Granger, wait a minute." Just as Harry finished packing and was about to leave, Snape suddenly called out to him, "I need to confirm with you again, do you know what you're doing?"

"Of course I know." Harry slowly turned around, his tone completely calm. "I'm setting up a trap, a trap where we'll suffer no loss even if we fail, but if we win, it will completely disable Voldemort's ability to fight head-on!"

"But how can you guarantee you'll succeed?" Snape stared intently into Harry's eyes. "How can you guarantee that his plan is exactly like that? And how can you guarantee that all they need is your blood, and not your life right away?!"

As one of Harry's most trusted confidants, Snape naturally knew about Harry's plan, but he did not agree with it.

Because Harry's so-called "playing along" was actually no different from taking a risk alone, putting himself in the enemy's hands!

If anything goes wrong, wouldn't Lily's baby die?!

"Severus Snape, you really don't need to worry, because I will absolutely not die!" Seeing Snape's expression, which was clearly concerned but dared not show it, Harry smiled knowingly.

"Furthermore, I'll make sure they obediently take 'my' blood. Perhaps you don't know this yet... I can now cast the Imperius Curse with my eyes."

"Eye..."

Snape paused at the sound, silently meeting Harry's gaze, carefully looking into those eyes... exactly the same as those of the person he had once cherished so dearly.

The light emanating from those emerald eyes showed no hesitation, only a resolute determination to weather any storm!

Chapter 653 Loopholes in the Rules, Changing Dance Partners

As Christmas approached, the school grew more lively and noisy each day, with almost all the students spreading rumors about the dance.

For example, Dumbledore bought eight hundred barrels of flavored mead from Madam Rosmerta of the Three Broomsticks... Of course, Harry didn't care whether this was true or not, since he didn't drink any alcohol.