Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

As night fell, Harry and Hermione returned to the Gryffindor common room together - Neville accidentally broke his head during spell practice, so he had to go to the school infirmary to see Madam Pomfrey for treatment.

At this time, only two or three students were still on the sofa. The fire in the fireplace jumped in the hearth, casting mottled and swaying shadows on the wall, like a mysterious and ancient painting.

"Good night, Harry." Hermione said, "Rest early tonight."

"Okay, good night." Harry watched Hermione walk to the girls' dormitory, and he himself walked happily along the spiral staircase to the boys' dormitory, and couldn't help jumping twice when no one saw him.

In the study tonight, only Harry successfully disarmed his opponent. This was the first time he learned a spell faster than Hermione. Almost no one else could cast a spell smoothly. By the end, Hermione only made her opponent take two steps back... Then it was Michael, who made his opponent flinch... But that might be because the beam of light from the wand was a little scary...

Harry remembered the surprised and admiring eyes of the crowd - not because he was "Harry Potter" or because he was a "boy who survived", but because of his talent in learning spells.

Each member of the SSC had his own specialty. Harry originally thought that he had nothing to say except Quidditch, but now he knew that he should be very good at Defense Against the Dark Arts spells... Wade praised him - he was a practical genius...

And all this joy ended the moment he pushed open the dormitory door.

Ron leaned against the head of the bed, flipping through a magazine, and he didn't look up when he heard the door open. Seamus and Dean were probably asleep, and the figures lying in the curtains made even breathing sounds.

The atmosphere in the dormitory was a little unusual.

Harry suddenly remembered that he had promised Ron before he went there - if Wade and others also welcomed Ron to join the SSC, he would send a message in the friend book and Ron would go there immediately.

Harry noticed that Ron was still wearing the clothes he wore when he went out, and had not changed into pajamas.

"Hi, Ron." Harry greeted dryly, almost wanting to run away.

Ron looked up at him and asked slowly: "Is it over? How are your club activities?"

"--It's okay." Harry said a little stiffly, "I learned the disarming spell."

He didn't know why he added the last sentence. When he said it, he couldn't catch up with the sound, and Harry immediately regretted it.

"Then did you ask for me?" Ron asked: "You must have asked, right? Even if they don't agree, it doesn't matter, you can tell me the truth--I can accept it."

Harry didn't know what to say: "I--I didn't--"

"--No?" Ron raised his eyebrows.

"SSC has a rule that we can't let anyone join at will. Everyone must agree... I'm just a newcomer... so..." Harry stammered, and he didn't think he was convincing.

"Oh." Ron said coldly, "I understand."

He pulled the curtains shut, lay down and covered himself with the quilt.

Harry stood alone by the door, feeling mixed emotions.

...

A white ball of light slowly floated to the candlestick and fixed on it, illuminating the entire dormitory.

Wade sat in front of the window and began to check the messages in the friend account.

The friend account cannot retain text for a long time. If someone checks the message in time, the text will disappear from the page soon; if it is not opened, the text will disappear in half an hour at most.

So his parents and friends usually choose to communicate before going to bed.

[Zoe: Zoe is very grateful for the candy given by Wade Grey! Zoe shared it with friends, and McGee and Tess will try to copy it. Wade Grey will also be able to eat them at the breakfast table! ]

[Steven: I have collected some information about bird snakes and sent it to you. I hope it will be helpful to you. By the way, Mr. Scamander wrote back to me and said that I am welcome to help! I am so happy, Wade! I never thought that this day would come! This is all thanks to you. Fortunately, you reminded me, my friend! ]

[Marchioni: Regarding the revision of the Friends' Book, I hope to meet with you in person - can we meet in Hogsmeade on Saturday? I know that only the third year can get permission to go out, but maybe Professor Murray can take you out? In fact, I also know a secret passage that leads to the outside of the school...]

[Ferdinand: Wade, I received a reply from the person you mentioned. ]

Wade's eyes lit up and he wrote quickly on the parchment -

[Wade: Remus Lupin? ]

[Ferdinand: Yes. Just like what you requested, he claimed in the letter that he was proficient in most of the Defense Against the Dark Arts, including the Patronus Charm, had excellent grades in Transfiguration, was familiar with the practice of Animagus, and could accept a weekly salary of 10 Galleons. The letter was signed by Remus Lupin. I have an appointment with him to meet at the Leaky Cauldron tomorrow. 】

Wade let out a long breath and couldn't help but smile.

He could ask Professor Flitwick about the content of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but he couldn't always ask him. Because Professor Flitwick had to teach, correct homework, manage Ravenclaw College, and sometimes patrol the castle. When he was free, he had to go to the bar with friends for a drink and relax. Wade couldn't always occupy his time, and the same was true for Professor Murray.

During the Christmas holidays, Professor Flitwick gave Wade a copy of the "Compendium of Spells", but later he found out that it was actually an abridged version. Most of the dark magic, curses and poison spells were deleted by Professor Flitwick, and he also removed some spells that he thought Wade should not be exposed to at present - such as Apparition, Disillusionment, Animagus, Portkey, etc.

Professor Flitwick's attitude was very clear - although he thought Wade was outstanding in spells, he also insisted that as a first-year student, he should learn and master those safe and harmless spells, and advanced magic should be learned step by step in the senior year.

Wade didn't want to argue with the professor whether his concern was what he needed, because Professor Flitwick was originally a very decent and kind person. But among the things Wade wanted to learn, there were some things that Professor Flitwick could never teach him. And if he practiced by himself, even if he had the bonus of the golden finger, it would be quite dangerous.

In each chapter of the textbook, more than half of the content usually emphasizes the same thing - failed spells can have extremely serious consequences, some of which kill wizards, some turn humans into non-human creatures, and some cause damage that magic cannot reverse.

So he needs a teacher.

A teacher who is highly skilled, trustworthy, and not so conventional.

Is there a better choice than Remus Lupin?