Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 80: I Have Friends

"No letters have been sent, no one is there to contact, and I don't even know my own birthday..."

At the long table, Justin whispered something to Hermione.

The first rays of sunlight were already streaming through the tall stained-glass windows, casting dappled shadows onto the long college dining table. The air was filled with the sweet aroma of toasted bread, fried bacon, and pumpkin juice, but all of this was almost drowned out by the noisy chatter.

Not far from Sheen, several second-year students were fiercely debating a certain spell gesture, gesturing wildly and almost spilling jam.

A gasp erupted from Hufflepuff as a round-faced boy pulled a crucible cake from his pack, and the badgers from the "Never Go Hungry" club practically pounced on it.
The Gryffindor table was even more lively, with a group of students gathered around watching the Gryffindor Quidditch captain demonstrate his new broom maintenance tools, chattering away incessantly.

Suddenly, a series of flapping sounds came from afar, growing louder as they approached, like hundreds of small drums beating at the same time.

"The owl is here!"

I don't know who shouted.

The noise reached its peak in an instant, then quickly turned into a buzzing sound mixed with anticipation and tension.

Dozens of owls surged into the auditorium like a gray tide, flying in through the high windows on all four sides and circling beneath the enchanted ceiling.

Letters, packages, and magazines rained down.

"It's a reply."

Hermione carefully put away the letter that had arrived from home. Although owl mail was delivered quickly, it still took quite a while.

However, the arrival of messengers is usually not congested, because the owls arrive on time every day, preventing a large backlog of letters.

In Hogwarts history, there was once a chaotic situation where a large number of owls rushed into the Great Hall at once.

That was when Gilderoy Lockhart was studying at Hogwarts. Out of vanity, he mailed himself eight hundred Valentine's Day cards.

"It's a reply."

Justin also carefully put away the letter, but his voice was very low. He looked at the little wizard beside him, whose quill was constantly writing something in his notebook. Even though he had an ice pack on his head and his ears were still steaming from the stimulant he had drunk, it did not stop him from studying without stopping.

On the long table above the auditorium, there was clearly more than one pair of such eyes.

Justin lowered his eyes and unconsciously clenched his robe.

In this tense atmosphere, he began:
“Scottish winters are particularly cold, and I… have never seen his robes.”

“I’m trying to say that it was…those losses that shaped him, right?”

Hermione seemed to be referring to the robe, but then again, as she tried to find the missing piece, she met those tired green eyes and pale face, and for a long time she was lost in thought.

"No, Hermione,"

Justin turned his head away; his face was difficult to see clearly in the dim light.

"I think that in those cold winters, what he needed was not strength, but security."

……

When Mr. Owl uttered those words, Justin felt his blood boil.

"No one to contact... of course that's a lie! Ha—a wizard really wants to contact him—"

"Mr. Owl, you mean—!"

"I would never stoop to such low-level lying!"

"Merlin... Merlin's owl!"

"I am Lady Ravenclaw's owl!"

"Oh, sorry, sorry, Mr. Owl."

Justin's brain had short-circuited at that moment.

Yes, yes, how could someone as outstanding and talented as Sheen be abandoned?

There must be a special reason why he ended up in exile.

He wouldn't question Mr. Owl, this magical man who had existed since the founding of Hogwarts, whose casual Gryffindor tales were the funniest jokes he had ever heard.

If it says a wizard wants to contact Sheen, then there definitely is, and there's a very high probability it is...

Justin, oh my god! You did such a wonderful thing!
Ms. Liliana Finley will be so proud of you!
"Mr. Owl, please—"

Justin was already pleading.

"Ha—I only have one question—"

"A hundred is fine!"

"Is an owl an eagle?"

"Of course!" "I'll handle this myself—I'll go find your friends!"

Mr. Owl flapped his wings; Justin had never imagined that an owl could glow.

……

“Sheen, Sheen, you have to come here.”

When Justin hurriedly entered the classroom,

Sheen is reading "Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense" and his notes, considering the upcoming lessons.

Knockback Jinx is a type of black magic.

Among the four categories of magical spells: Charm, Curse, Jinx, and Hex,
The ending with Jinx indicates that the repelling curse belongs to a type of evil curse—the least negative, annoying but interesting.

However, this also made Professor Flitwick very cautious in his teaching. He gave Sheehan a notebook, which mostly contained the side effects of dark magic. The first sentence on the cover read:
Caution and restraint are the first essentials in learning black magic.

"Sheen, come with me, hurry up..."

Justin couldn't hide his anxious smile, and the excessive concern he and Hermione had shown him during his illness over the past few days left Sheehan somewhat helpless.

It's hard to imagine that Justin and Hermione covered him with a blanket and turned off the lights after he had only closed his eyes for two seconds.

"Ah."

Regardless of his thoughts, Sheen nodded.

The fireplace burned fiercely, and behind the raging flames were three faces with different expressions—

Justin and Hermione were so tense they could hardly breathe, while Sheehan was somewhat puzzled—

Did they invite me here just to warm myself by the fire?
...It seems pretty good.

“Yes, Hermione, family, real family…”

Sheehan heard Justin muttering to himself, while Hermione was stiff and her face flushed, whether from the warmth of the fireplace or from nervousness, it was hard to tell...

Suddenly, a handful of powder appeared out of nowhere in the fireplace.

Justin and Hermione held their breath, and even Sheehan looked at the fireplace with anticipation.

A serious face appeared before them.

"How could this be... how could this be..."

Justin was completely stunned.
"Mr. Owl, what exactly did you do...?"

"professor."

"professor."

"Professor McGonagall."

Sheehan was not disappointed; he had never seen the professor in the fireplace before.

The professor, shrunk a bit, is truly amazing.

Professor McGonagall glanced around the room and knew that this was the work of the owl.

She gave a brief reply and then saw a pair of curious and sincere eyes.

Then her eyes softened completely:
“Mr. Sheehan Green”.

……

"Although I was surprised to meet such a gentle Professor McGonagall, and well, it was worth it, that's not what I want!"

Justin muttered to himself in distress.

Hermione rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.
"It's common knowledge that Professor McGonagall thinks highly of Sheen, so it's perfectly normal for her to want to contact Sheen. Only one person is a fool."

Just then, Sheehan was closing the fireplace when he heard Justin's low voice:
“I’m so sorry, Sheen, I thought…”

“Justin, this is not your fault. You have done enough. I am very grateful.”

Sheehan picked up Professor Flitwick's notes.

"What I've lost isn't important; what's important is what I still have, like friends."

Friendship is the mutual stirring of two hearts.

Justin seemed to hear his mother whispering, and this time, his heart felt like it was being shattered.

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