After persistent coaxing from Ravenclaw students Vivian Carrow and Roger Davies, the head of Ravenclaw had no choice but to agree to their request and hold a team battle that very day.
Flitwick said that they were far too impatient, but the gleam in his little eyes betrayed him.
The former dueling champion clearly wanted to see just how capable this cross-house Study Group was, too.
Gerald was left speechless.
He had only wanted Flitwick to teach them some theory to satisfy their enthusiasm. He had never expected the professor to be even keener than the students and upgrade the theory lesson straight into a practical exercise.
But since he was already here, he might as well spend some time bonding with these kids.
Sometimes Gerald felt that he might be putting too much pressure on himself. Much of the time, his thoughts actually drifted between those of an adult and a child.
He really wanted to experience school life again with a child's mindset, laughing and fooling around without a care like Fred and George, or shouting himself hoarse over a Quidditch Match like Lee Jordan.
But with his knowledge of the future and memories of his previous life, he simply could not fit into this world like a child.
Whenever he sat in the Common Room listening to his classmates chatter about trivial matters, his thoughts would inevitably wander to Voldemort's Horcruxes and the war that might break out before long.
In the original story, once Voldemort returned, the focus had mainly been on Hogwarts.
But what about outside Hogwarts?
What about the fates of ordinary wizards, Squibs, and Muggles? Murder probably filled their days.
Might his family be having a meal when Death Eaters suddenly burst into their home?
As Gerald pondered this, Flitwick led the group