It wasn't that Tris liked being a compulsive overachiever. At least, he refused to admit it.
With his family's tragic future looming over him on one side and the damned system pressuring him on the other, he had no choice but to push himself. Besides, the damned system seemed to trigger more quests when there were more people around, which was why Tris was happy to have half the school pushing themselves alongside him.
At least, that was what he told himself.
So, over the following week, Tris deliberately upped the intensity.
The young wizards who had sworn they would keep up with Tris, or even surpass him, were all left in the dust, one after another.
Then the veterans laughed at the newcomers, and the newcomers laughed at the even newer recruits. A month after returning from the Christmas holidays, more than half of Hogwarts had been dragged into Tris's morning runs.
Unfortunately for Tris, even with so many people joining in, the system hadn't triggered another quest.
There was a Quidditch match during that time, Gryffindor against Ravenclaw. With his outstanding skills, Harry snatched the Golden Snitch less than ten minutes into the match, leaving Ravenclaw's fifth-year boy utterly dejected.
Tris hadn't watched the match, because he knew there would be nothing interesting to see. And, just as he had expected, there wasn't.
He probably wouldn't watch another match until Cho Chang became a Seeker. Tris wanted to see how Harry would perform against his first love.
It was the first Saturday in February.
That day was a Hogsmeade visit day.
The third-years and older students had all left for Hogsmeade early, leaving the school much emptier. Even the library, where finding a seat on a weekend was normally impossible, felt considerably less crowded.
Tris found a corner,