For a while after that, Wentworth's life became much more peaceful and regular. He went to class on time every day, attended Hufflepuff Quidditch Team practice, and snuck off to the Room of Requirement at night to train.
It was worth mentioning that when Wentworth finished his last night of special training in Snape's office, he had said he hoped he could stay on. He could work as Snape's assistant and help him prepare the ingredients he needed for class the next day.
To Wentworth, Snape was truly an excellent wizard and Potions Master. The only shame was that he had a mouth.
Actually, as long as you ignored Snape's built-in passive skill of sarcasm, there was plenty to learn from him.
Faced with Wentworth's volunteered request, Snape seemed rather surprised. In all these years, this was the first time a student had been reluctant to leave his office.
Then Snape very politely said to Wentworth:
"Get out!"
Halloween soon arrived. Early that morning, all of Hogwarts was decked out for the occasion.
At the crack of dawn, Hagrid, Hogwarts' gamekeeper and Keeper of Keys, arrived with a whole load of pumpkins.
"This isn't magical at all!"
Wentworth and Cedric grumbled as they carved the pumpkins.
Green explained from the side:
"It's a Hufflepuff tradition. The other houses have their House-elves take care of their jack-o'-lanterns, but Hufflepuff students have always made our own."
"So what's the point of doing it that way?"
Wentworth still didn't understand.
Cedric thought for a moment before answering uncertainly:
"Maybe it's because every jack-o'-lantern we make is unique."
Actually, Wentworth was quite looking forward to Halloween this year. After all, starting next year, Halloween at Hogwarts would be spent in fear for several consecutive terms.
But as it turned out, though the Wizarding World