The man behind Hogwarts

When William said those words, Ariel's eyes radiated with excitement.

"Yes, that's what he said. He also said that accomplishing the impossible is the true sign of extraordinary perseverance."

"Well, this is what he wrote in a biography." William nodded in agreement.

It seems to be a coincidence that William read a book by Stephen Zweig in his previous life, so he spent some time getting to know this man.

"How many chapters have you written in "When the Wizards Stars Shine"?" Opening the thick book, the content was only a dozen pages.

"I've written the outline, but I haven't written much about the specific content. The first section hasn't ended yet." Ariel felt a little embarrassed.

"Very good."

William agreed, and then said: "Put this book here for now. I will read it later and give you an answer tomorrow. Today we will talk about your last paper first."

"Okay." Seeing William treat him so seriously, Ariel was a little moved.

Ten minutes later, Ariel left with satisfaction.

William sat on the sofa for a few minutes, thinking about what she just said, and thinking secretly.

The Gem Club will be his fulcrum to leverage the entire magical world in the future. Now he can use the platform of Hogwarts to accumulate strength and reserve knowledge. Although the club is still just a club now, it may develop into a giant organization in the future. .

Ariel's words just now gave him an inspiration.

Now the Gemstone Club has been exploring its potential with the help of thesis project, and has achieved considerable results.

In addition to tapping into potential, if you want to grow and develop, you also need to develop parallel structures and expand volume.

Ariel, who loves literature, is unlikely to be able to become a pioneer.

When Hogwarts entered sleep time, he used the secret passage to go out and learn to disapparate again, and returned to the dormitory again. It was already 1 o'clock in the morning.

Take out Ariel's book.

Although I feel a little sleepy, I have a good book in hand and I really have no intention of sleeping until I finish reading it.

After half an hour.

Closing the book with unfinished thoughts, he placed it solemnly on the bedside table, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Silent all night.

I had something to eat early the next day and happened to meet Fran and the others in the cafeteria.

"Good morning, Fran, Henry, and Jim." William sat across from the three of them and nodded in greeting.

The three Frans responded enthusiastically.

Henry took a sip of milk and asked, "William, how are you preparing for the magic duel in May?"

"I haven't prepared much, I've been too busy recently." William said nonchalantly: "It's still early anyway, how about you?"

Henry grinned: "We didn't prepare much, so we just went to class and studied as usual."

Fran lowered his head to eat and said nothing.

They really didn't prepare much. At most, they learned a few more magics for dueling, and from time to time they organized dueling exercises within the association.

In the minds of Henry and others, they regarded the duel in May as a battle of dignity, and others were also sharpening their swords.

Even he, the president of the association, was coerced into participating in several exercises.

Duel practice is quite interesting.

There are only ten people in the F.A. Association. They don't dare to find a special classroom every time they practice, so a few people secretly go to the corner of the Quidditch training ground to practice.

Several first-year wizards competed against each other first, and were given guidance by the second-year seniors.

Then the second graders competed with each other, and several of the second graders were divided into several levels during practice.

Henry and Jim are at the same level, the other second graders are slightly behind them, and Fran is the only one.

Every time the association practiced dueling, the members were full of confidence, as if William had been defeated by them.

Every time Fran heard their boasts,

There is a sadness in my heart.

“I want to compete with William at this level, but why don’t I sleep a few more hours.”

He has no opponent in the association's exercises. With his superb level of magic spells, sharp dueling intuition, and calm psychological quality, even Henry is no match for him.

Even though Fran was so strong, he couldn't help but sigh when facing William.

"I just hope that William can be a little more merciful during the duel in May and don't make them shut themselves up."

Alone, caring for the hearts of more than a dozen people, Fran felt a little exhausted mentally and physically.

"William, do you want to go to class together later?" Fran asked.

William thought for a while, Fran and the others were going to take potions class later.

"Okay, let's go together. I just have something to do with Professor Snape."

After taking a class easily, William found Snape.

"Professor, the library classification work is almost in progress recently. Let me tell you about the current situation."

Handed Snape a record book.

William said: "There are currently a total of 24,080 books in the books, and more than 8,000 have been classified. Now everyone is becoming more and more familiar with the classification standards, and the classification speed is getting faster and faster. In addition, With the help of three preparatory members recruited, it is estimated that it can be completely completed before the start of school next year."

"Now we need to arrange the next steps."

"The first is the adjustment of the library area. Secondly, all the classified books are now just category labels affixed to the books. When it is completely completed and all the books are adjusted according to categories, I am afraid that you, the professor, will need to take action."

"One more thing. I have formulated some regulations, including library catalogs and arrangements for the storage of new books. I need you to review them..."

After finishing a long sentence, he looked at Snape.

The library is currently making good progress, and I believe the school can also feel at ease.

Snape read the manual and nodded lightly: "You are making good progress so far. I didn't find any omissions when I checked. I can see that you are very attentive."

"As long as the standards are set, it's not difficult to do it." William smiled.

Snape closed the manual: "There should be no problem with the arrangements you mentioned, but I still need to show it to the principal."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your notice."

After walking out of the professor, William lowered his head and frowned.

He found that Snape had restrained himself a lot recently for some reason.

At the beginning of school, he always comes up with golden sentences frequently. He can add two or three sentences in a class even if he rarely talks;

After a few months, I almost no longer heard him saying wise words in class. Even if he said one or two "nice" words, the content would overlap with his own quotation book.

By now, Snape had completely lost his temper.

William's "Snape's Quotes" has been fruitless for several days. For example, in the conversation with Snape just now, he turned out to be much gentler.

"This is not possible, how can this content be enough..."

"It seems that Snape needs more stimulation..."

Time flies by quickly, and it will soon be 1991. After Christmas, people will be using the new calendar in a few days.

In 1991, Hogwarts will welcome a "big" figure.

"After Harry enters school, Snape's creative desire will definitely explode..."

"I have to find a classmate of Harry's to help me record Snape's quotes..."