Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The weather became colder after Christmas, and Dumbledore's departure did not shut down the Academy as many people imagined. Although no one really knew that the person behind the incident was just a basilisk in need of control and help like Claudine, Dumbledore's absence in the academy did not seem to make the atmosphere in the academy worse.

The most prominent person with this mentality is Professor Lockhart, who always cheerfully announces that he has solved all crises.

Adhering to the principle of making the best use of everything, Clooney still applied for the venue permission of the Duel Club. Although it was said that it was a joint school with Lockhart, in the end, this celebrity in the wizarding world who was always busy with travels still didn't come to see it in person. look.

Occasional inspections involve waving excitedly to his admirers, signing autographs, and taking photos, which seems to be the same as before.

But it's been so long since school started, and Lockhart doesn't care at all whether these photos and autographs are watery.

"I really didn't expect you to be so deeply attached to Professor Lockhart..." A junior Hufflepuff girl had tears in her eyes, and even stood in front of her a little shyly, even using her full lips from time to time. With passionate eyes, he fired lasers at Lockhart who was standing aside. "I really don't know whether to be happy or sad..."

"As Lockhart! President of Professor Lockhart's Hogwarts House Support Club!!" she said, "I am willing to give up this title to you! Miss!"

"...I think you have wronged me." Miss Albert bent down politely, not being offended by this loyal greeting that was far from her true intention.

The Hufflepuff girl still raised her head hard, trying to hear some message from her beloved professor.

Miss Albert, who was quite tall, stood on the high platform and had an unobstructed view of almost every corner of the place. She could see several small groups huddled together with excited expressions. "I don't have a deep love for Professor Lockhart."

"Dueling is interesting, isn't it?" Clooney raised his eyebrows slyly, "Just like Quidditch, no one knows what will happen in the next second. Using your brain flexibly like this is good for intelligence. What about growth..."

"Besides, this also gives everyone a good excuse to practice magic spells, right?"

The girl nodded in agreement, not knowing how much she heard. But she didn't seem to believe what Crowney said. After all, in her opinion, no one could resist Mr. Lockhart's charm.

Clooney could only pat the tan beret on her head gently, and then continued to instruct other people.

Every time this happened, she couldn't help but think of Tom. He is indeed so different. Among the ordinary people, he is indeed the most conspicuous and unique one: you can't believe that there is such a person in this world, who can always be so stable and satisfy your needs. need. If he was just an artificial intelligence, or indeed a Slytherin senior who died young and was depressed, it might not be certain that they would actually become friends.

Neville was startled by her sudden trance: although she didn't know how she could scare him if she stayed still, his wand made a crackling sound as if it was lit. His originally submissive state became even more serious. He even looked like he wanted to tuck his neck into his collar.

"Is this a new magic?" Fred stretched his neck curiously, not paying attention to the feelings of this Gryffindor student who had been with his biological brother since his childhood. "Wow, it actually has the same effect as our fireworks. effect."

"I, I, I'm not—" Neville stammered, tucking his wand back into his robes, trying to be less conspicuous, but clearly failing.

Sparks were coming from Neville's wand, and it looked like it would burn a big hole in his robes soon.

Fortunately, Miss Albert's hands are swifter than anything, even flames.

She has always had experience with fire. And the fire protection charm is the most basic charm when playing with them.

I saw the pair of fluorescent white hands gently squeezing it, and the robe that had started to ripple out at one corner due to the flames actually returned to its original state in her hands.

But Neville was still shocked by this accident, which was not a big event at all. Crowney couldn't figure out why he always looked so sensitive: he had clearly done nothing wrong, and it was common for anyone to have spells go wrong - even Miss Albert was no exception. not to mention--

Clooney touched his nose in confusion. Another Gryffindor student on the other end seemed to be used to these explosions. Any random spell on his hand could exert the effect of TNT, and even more The amazing thing is that he has never been injured, but often stares at his blackened hair and head filled with soot.

"Maybe I'm not suitable for this...senior sister." Neville's voice was almost inaudible, "Maybe I'm not suitable for..."

"Everyone has something that suits them." Claudine pushed Fred and George aside, asking them to mercifully let the trembling little lion go before leading the boy to the other side, "But There’s nothing to be ashamed of as long as you want to try.”

"The purpose of the duel club is to provide a platform for everyone, and the same is true for the study club." Clooney said, "I know that some people are laughed at and excluded because of their hard work and diligent study, and some people will be ridiculed and excluded because of their hard work. I feel inferior because I am not proficient in magic spells, but practice makes perfect, and nothing can be achieved without hard work."

Neville finally looked up at the founder of the study club from Slytherin. She is indeed not as high-ranking as the rumors say. Although her reputation among people is mixed, and there are some Gryffindors who hate her, due to the face of some people, those small groups do not have the courage to spread rumors to her. in front of.

But on the contrary, as a Gryffindor, especially a clumsy and unremarkable Gryffindor who was always targeted by teachers, he didn't make many friends. Even because at some point, he was a breakthrough point that could always be the object of ridicule by Slytherins, the boys didn't like him very much.

However, Miss Albert is recognized as a genius...

"Just like you're here today, Neville."

Neville wanted to say that it was not what you thought, he just wanted to try it because everyone was here. Although he was influenced by the concept of the Study Society and an experience where he was recognized and noticed by people, he did not have any lofty ideals such as staying here, mastering a certain spell, or becoming a very powerful person. .

But Claudine didn't let him express his thoughts, and continued: "If you want to practice well, you can practice more. Other people's eyes will not always stay on you. Just like what I did last year During the experiment, I accidentally exploded Professor Snape's private cauldron. Although it was because Fawkes accidentally dropped his down into it, this incident made me the laughing stock inside and outside the academy at that time—— Especially you Gryffindors."

"But no one remembers it now."

"Besides, it's not a big deal even if you remember. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, and you will get more conclusions after trying than never trying."

"I think that's great of you," she said. "At least you started and tried."

"Although these are not the point..." Miss Albert spoke a long speech like a machine gun. He did not fully understand what she was saying. "The point is, do you like it? Neville?"

This is really a big deal. No one has ever asked him whether he likes something or not.

His grandma would only tell him to study hard and protect himself, and no one else would tell him what to do. When he came to his senses, he no longer remembered how to deal with people.

What's more, those relatives and friends who love him are always so nonsensical, which often makes him dizzy.

But, like...

He liked the calm feeling of being alone, and he often felt that he might be a Hufflepuff rather than a Gryffindor, because he didn't seem to possess courage, or so he thought.

But he is Gryffindor. No one wants to be constantly thought of as a disposable joke. Of course he likes the feeling of being surrounded by people, or at least being affirmed by people. But he doesn't know what he deserves for recognition.

"I don't know, senior." He was a little confused, "This is a little difficult for me."

"You are only in your second year after all," Clowney said. "You have many opportunities to explore what you want and what you like. Finding what makes you most comfortable is the most important thing."

"Others' eyes are very important to people, but they are not everything. People are not always the same, but are topsy-turvy. When you stick to yourself, someone will guide you."

"The most important thing is that other people are not you." She said, "People cannot fully understand another person, and even say that people don't even understand themselves well. But I like to understand myself, so that I can live a better life." Gotta be happy.”

"So, if the failure of practice makes you unhappy, and you don't want to achieve any achievements or results in a certain spell, then you don't have to do it. But if it's just because of other people's eyes, It would be a shame to stop your own progress even based on what outsiders say.”

"What do you think?"

"I..." Neville licked his lips and moistened the dry lips before saying, "I'm quite interested."

"That's it." Senior Slytherin patted him on the back good-naturedly, "Then there's no need to be depressed because of this little episode. I remember that fire prevention spells are Fred and George's specialty. If there is anything next time If you have any questions, you can seek their help directly without fear of their jokes.”