The Evil Thoughts of Hogwarts and the Genie

That said, it was truly unfortunate to rank Charms class fourth, and it even felt a bit unfair to Professor Flitwick.

In terms of teaching style alone, Edmund would gladly rank it among the top two. However, due to the knowledge base derived from the battery, the Charms class naturally lost some of its mystery and surprise for Edmund.

Although he corrected many of the bad habits that batteries had when casting spells under Professor Flitwick's guidance, he still couldn't help but feel resentful that "the first-year content is still too basic."

Furthermore, for some unknown reason, the tension between Slytherin and Gryffindor in Charms class was much stronger than elsewhere, and they would often cause some trouble.

Well, it's not that we can't think of a reason. The two houses have four classes together a week: Charms, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Potions.

Who would dare to act presumptuously in front of Professor McGonagall?

Dumbledore?

Similarly, Professor Hecate, who taught Defense Against the Dark Arts, was an Auror; Professor Slughorn, who taught Potions, was the Head of Slytherin.

Before the young wizards heard that Professor Flitwick had won the Wizarding Duel Championship in his youth, he was clearly the most "amiable" of the four professors.

Moreover, since the first dispute over deducting points occurred in the Spells classroom, it was hard for students from both houses not to recall the farce that day once they returned to the Spells classroom, and the atmosphere became even more tense as a result.

But the two guys who actually caused the trouble didn't seem to care at all. Edmund would occasionally wonder if they realized that their behavior was actually quite excessive; punishing evil wasn't an excuse to keep causing trouble for others.

But before he could use this to tease James and force the kid to admit he was a bully, Lily made her move.

Edmund couldn't understand how someone like Lily could achieve self-consistency, and judging from her behavior, Edmund became increasingly convinced that she would die young.

He wasn't sure if Lily had actually spoken to Avery—he suspected she hadn't—but that didn't stop her from repaying evil with kindness.

She changed seats and sat next to Sirius Black, and would call on the professor to ask him questions whenever James teased Avery.

After a while, James seemed to lose interest in continuing to tease Avery. Apart from occasionally making faces at him, he no longer paid attention to Avery, whose expression was becoming increasingly gloomy.

It's not that Professor Flitwick taught poorly, but these guys' little theater performances were almost non-stop, and it was hard for Edmund not to pay attention to all the excitement.

Finally, placing herbalism at the end of the five main subjects is indeed well-deserved.

Although Cain was a farmer, that was thousands of years ago. Come to think of it, even Cain had farmed enough land!

Edmund himself, needless to say, said he had a strained relationship with his biological father and was spoiled growing up. He became completely obedient as soon as the course learned about "how to deal with jumping roots".

Labor that doesn't involve one's own life is like a pile of loose sand, easily scattered by the wind. If it weren't for Pollyanna's hard work and dedication, Edmund might have really gotten a "P".

Upon closer reflection, similar sentence structures seem applicable to the history of astronomy and magic as well.

Uh.

Therefore, to express his gratitude to the hardworking Miss Pollyanna, Edmund gave her a handbag that had been enchanted with a seamless stretching spell.

The little witch's expression at that moment was quite amusing, as if she had never received a gift before and therefore didn't even know what the correct reaction was.

However, to Edmund's surprise, it turned out that there really was such a thing as "herbalism talent".

A mushroom in Hufflepuff—oh no, a girl named Marsielom—came to life as soon as she touched the mycelium planted by Professor Sprout, and the things began to wriggle and grow into edible fungi that didn't match the mycelium's species.

Even Professor Sprout was greatly surprised.

And then? After that, the mushroom was sent to the kitchen, where it underwent a magical test by the house-elves and was served on the dinner table that very evening.

The taste is not bad.

Interestingly, Travers mocked "Miss Mushroom" at the dinner table, saying her talent was laughable and her only use was to "find a noble pure-blood family to rely on and become a cook."

For some reason, this angered Anneli Murseb:

"And you, Travers, you don't even have the talent to be a cook. You're simply not suited for the word 'talent' at all."

"All you can do is please Soman and get a taste of the 'delicacies' that slip through his fingers."

"So, you must be a house-elf—Travers, I truly pity you. Think about it, since the start of the school year, have you earned even a single point for Slytherin?"

With paradoxes and mushrooms as accompaniments, and admiring Travers's ashen face... Edmund ate with exceptional relish.

But Travers was, well, one of their own, and Edmund certainly stood up for Travers.

Anneli's words seemed to have truly broken down Travers's defenses. After that, the boy became much quieter and less talkative than before.

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As October drew to a close, just when Edmund was utterly disillusioned with Wizengamor and even questioning the efficiency of the entire British wizarding world, Gerald Fass, suspected of deliberately murdering the casino owner, was finally sentenced!

The case itself was not complicated, but it involved some things that couldn't be discussed openly, causing some members of Wissengamo a "headache" for quite some time.

First, gambling isn't illegal in the wizarding world. However, this particular gambling match and the surrounding shops are involved to varying degrees in the illegal poaching and smuggling of magical creatures. Undoubtedly, this is a large-scale operation, and trying to investigate it thoroughly would be a waste of time.

However, this is not the reason why Gerrard's case has been so slow to proceed.

The reason is, well, anyway, the reason is very complicated.

The case suddenly progressed rapidly after several valuable ornaments were added to the homes of some Wizengamo members and a considerable amount of Galleons were added to the vaults of some individuals.

Since Gerald Fass was legally a dead man, he was convicted as an anonymous person, A.

"Do you have anything else to say in your defense?"

A strange smile played on the lips of the disheveled and gaunt man. He opened his mouth, but only managed a raven-like squeaking.

Because he remained dazed and feigned madness, Wizengamo concluded that his attitude toward admitting his mistakes was extremely poor, and that he had virtually no remorse.

Although no witnesses were willing to testify in this case, and the only evidence was Gerald's wand, similar situations occurred frequently, and the Wezengamo members who did not receive the toy or Galleons did not suspect anything.

The "judges," dressed in crimson robes, acted according to the rules, raised their hands to vote, and, in accordance with the Wizengamo Charter of Rights, declared the crime guilty.

"Life imprisonment! Take him to Azkaban!"

Gerald gave a strange, smirking smile.