"Ohmymy, howtimesfly." (Time flies so fast!)

　　 Pippi’s shouts resounded through the castle, causing a headache for the students who had just finished class.

　　 Hogwarts time flies quickly, which means that the time for heavy tasks in the semester has arrived.

　　 The weather in the Scottish Highlands was getting colder, and the humid cold air came in through the windows of the castle, and then filled the whole castle. There are always a few days in the week when the corridors were humming.

　　Mrs. Pomfrey in the school hospital specially prepared a lot of potions to prevent colds. Jon drank a little every day. Although it is not medieval Europe where the Black Death is prevalent, the flu is still very serious.

Don’t stay in crowded places for a long time to avoid being infected. Jon will go to the eighth floor to breathe fresh air for a period of time every day. This method is really effective and can prevent people from getting drowsy, except that Jon is wearing a thermostat magic robe You won’t feel cold, but others will catch cold if they are reckless.

　　 After accepting two or three students who had a fever because of the cold, Mrs. Pomfrey asked the deans of the colleges to inform the students that they would not go to high places to blow air-even the flight time of the flight class was shortened a lot.

　　 As a result, Jon's time for learning and practicing spells in Ravenclaw's study has been greatly increased. No one goes to the eighth floor, so he doesn't have to be too careful when he enters and exits the secret study.

And I don’t know why, Dumbledore often disappears from the school. Recently, Jon practiced the Transfiguration Spell in the secret study. He went in and out of the eighth floor frequently, and he had hardly seen Dumbledore. Even Snape, who had been in and out of the principal's office before, didn't show up much.

　　 At this time, Dumbledore should be collecting Voldemort's Horcruxes, right?

　　...

　　 Correspondingly, the normal course continues.

The metamorphosis class is still the same. His performance is not particularly good. Although he has made a lot of progress in private, his performance in class is only average, not top-notch, but better than most people. Good point, in fact, this kind of control is more difficult than revealing the true level.

　　 But isn’t this great?

　　Who said that hard work must be shown to others, Jon has long been out of the age when he was a schoolmaster and had a sense of existence, and learning to make a fortune in a muffled voice is the mainstream.

　　 Secretly working harder every day is a sufficient and necessary condition for being an excellent scholar.

The spell class is still the same. Jon can’t pretend that he won’t, because there are three young guys around him who need help. Every time Jon pretends that he can’t do any magic, they just don’t work hard: look, Jon didn't make a pure blood wizard. Isn't it normal that I can't do it?

　　 After experiencing this kind of thing several times, Jon stopped pretending to be incapable of learning. In a certain class, his level of spells improved by leaps and bounds, successfully mobilizing the learning enthusiasm of the three roommates.

　　 But there are also downsides. His name has changed from being ignored by other college students to "Hufflepuff that Slytherin". Jon does not reject the nickname, but this nickname is also really unpleasant.

　　 The history of magic is as boring as ever. Everyone is sleeping during the class. Jon is not asleep, but he hasn't attended the class either. For the first-year magic history course, he usually just flips through the books by himself.

　　 When he was in class, he always sketched on paper. The students sitting near him occasionally saw curves and graphs that were completely incomprehensible. They always felt that he was doing some weird black magic.

　　 Especially this person behaves very strangely, running to the eighth floor alone every day.

"Speaking of which, the students of our college have started paying attention to you recently. I heard that when several people went to look for you on the eighth floor, they couldn't find your person. As a result, everyone was guessing what secrets you actually have, secretly in the castle. Do black magic."

　　 During dinner, four people were sitting in a small corner of the Hufflepuff table and whispering.

　　 Stephen just finished speaking, Fren immediately took it: "Yeah, yeah, they also said that your spell class suddenly became very abnormal, saying that you were tempted by the devil to fall, and you got a powerful talent."

　　 "Also, they said you secretly broke into the Ravenclaw common room to look at their girls."

　　 "?" Jon buried his head in the black line: "Who made this rumor?"

　　 "I don't know anything else, it's that way anyway, but the last one was when I accidentally heard your sister talking to Cedric."

　　 Scully chewed the salad casually and said innocently.

　　 Really...not surprising.

　　 Jon ran the last one behind his head. He didn't plan to fall in love at Hogwarts anyway. It would be bad if he had a bad reputation, but the first two are worth noting.

　　 Is there not enough homework at Hogwarts? Why do these little wizards still have time to investigate his whereabouts?

　　 To the effect, besides, Hufflepuff is not without other pure-blood wizards. What is UU reading www.uukanshu.com paying so much attention to him?

　　 It seems that the night tour will be better next time, although the phantom spell is still not used well, it is better than being followed.

　　 Jon stuffed another spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth, sighed silently, then raised his head suddenly, as if he had remembered something.

　　 "You eat first, I'll go to Ravenclaw."

　　 The three Stevens looked at Jon's back and shook their heads.

　　 Jon naturally went to Ravenclaw to find Bella.

　　 Of course not to fight.

　　 Not to mention that he can't fight or not, even if he can, he can't do it. Well, it's not right to do it with a girl. Secondly, he hit his sister. Do you want to live when he goes home?

　　 I'm afraid it's not going to be a mixed doubles by my family.

　　He is going to ask for something.

　　 Previously, he asked Bella to help him buy something from Hogsmeade. It has been so long, and I don’t know if it is available.

"No."

Bella was also very straightforward, spitting out two words lightly: "The thing you want is too weird, it is fluid and it cannot leak, it cannot be easily disconnected, it must be easy to be squeezed, and the ability to deform is best. It's okay. Where can I buy you such a high-class thing? Hogsmeade is not driven by Santa Claus, brother, you should be more sober."

　　 Jon looked speechless.

　　Excuse me, where is this thing advanced?

　　 Isn’t this just a little loose plasticine?

　　 Isn’t the juvenile of wizard children so rich?

　　 Jon didn't continue to complain, he decided to give up the convenience and do it himself.

　　 It will be October soon. He hasn't started to try to open the drawer in the study. If he doesn't unlock the lock, it will be the Christmas holiday!