Just a Mere Pensieve

How to deal with potentially encountered XXXXX-level dangerous creatures—once those two key points had been covered, Wizet and the others left the empty classroom.

When Harry returned to the dormitory, he heard Sirius's voice. "Harry, are you there?"

Only then did he remember that he was supposed to go to Hogsmeade Village today to meet Sirius, who had taken the time to come over, and talk about the Five-Wizard Tournament.

But he had been so absorbed in discussing magic with Wizet earlier that he had nearly forgotten about it.

Besides, Wizet's final remarks had left quite an impression on Harry.

At least under Wizet's mediation, there no longer seemed to be much of a barrier between the four Houses... especially when getting along with Draco Malfoy of Slytherin.

Harry could not help thinking of Regulus Black. After all, Regulus Black had also been a Slytherin, and had even once been a Death Eater.

Yet Regulus Black had found his way back. Once he understood how evil Voldemort was, he had been willing to die in order to eliminate Voldemort's trump card.

What Regulus Black had done was why Harry felt so affected. Perhaps he had been a little too stereotypical before.

Still, so far, he had only changed his opinion of certain Slytherins, such as Draco Malfoy.

Wizet had mentioned earlier that he, Cedric, and Draco Malfoy needed to work together to complete the project, and that they needed to trust one another.

If the three of them were suspicious of each other, accidents could easily occur during the project.

Since they were now fighting for Hogwarts, Harry naturally did not want such accidents to happen because of him.

"Harry, are you there?" Sirius called again.

Harry snapped back to himself and crossed the room in a few quick strides.