By the time John returned to the Great Hall, it was almost lunchtime.

They happened to run into Titus and his group at the door, along with Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Hey John, you've come at the right time. Are you free this Sunday?"

Harry was the first to wave to John after he saw him.

John was lost in thought when the call brought him back to reality.

"Oh, what are you all doing here?"

John looked at them and asked curiously.

After all, the two groups rarely appear together.

"The senior students are asking us if we're free on Sunday so we can find a time when everyone is available to go to the training camp together."

Titus, who was standing nearby, offered an explanation.

"Oh, I see. I'll be free then, I'll go."

John then nodded in realization.

Hermione had already walked up to him by then.

I looked at John strangely, because he seemed a little out of sorts.

So she asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong, John?"

"You went to see Dumbledore, didn't you? Did something go wrong with your health checkup?"

Because Dumbledore didn't want Harry to know about Horcruxes, she could only ask him secretly in front of Harry.

"It's nothing, Hermione. It's just that the headmaster insisted on making me have my soul tested."

John realized that his condition was worrying Hermione, so he quickly waved his hand, smiled, and responded softly.

Hermione frowned, but seeing John's reaction, she didn't press him for details.

"Okay, I've asked the others too, so let's set our first training camp for Sunday."

On the other side, Harry was talking while taking out a small notebook and writing something.

Managing over twenty students from different houses and years at once must be quite a challenge for Harry.

If he keeps asking everyone like this, he'll probably be exhausted every time he goes to training camp.

"Alright, alright, let's go inside and eat. We can talk about it after we finish eating."

Seeing that he had finally finished asking the questions, Titus, who was in a hurry to eat, waved his hand and pulled Ryan and Ethan into the Great Hall.

The others followed suit, laughing as they went.

"Huh? Senior, what are you doing here?"

John walked all the way to the Eagle Headmaster's table, and Hermione naturally followed to join him for a meal.

But he hadn't expected Harry to come along.

Harry came over, and Ron naturally followed.

Not to mention Titus, who eats almost every meal at their place.

They made quite a scene at Dean Eagle's table.

"Oh, I just wanted to talk to you some more and connect with you a bit more."

Harry sat down right next to John and smiled at him very naturally.

Hermione: ?

Hermione, on the other side, immediately had a question mark on her forehead and poked her little head out to stare at Harry.

You said that to my face?

John also flinched and unconsciously moved away from Harry.

"Senior, I have a girlfriend, and I'm not into that kind of thing..."

Harry: ?

"No, you've misunderstood!...Uh...Hermione, calm down..."

Harry realized he had spoken somewhat ambiguously and quickly stepped forward to explain.

But she was immediately forced back by Hermione, who was holding a knife and fork.

"ha!"

Hermione hissed at Harry like a possessive kitten.

"I just want to talk to John about how to teach..."

"After all, it won't be the two of us teaching everyone..."

Harry was forced to back away by Hermione, and quickly explained while raising his hands.

"...Oh, then you two can talk."

Hermione remained silent for a moment before putting away her knife and fork and letting Harry go.

Titus and the others sitting opposite him looked at each other in bewilderment.

Is the senior student so possessive of her food?

If our senior knew about the ridiculous things we did before, she'd skin us alive.

......

Sunday arrived quickly.

Because it was the first training camp, everyone took it very seriously and arrived on time.

However, due to the unique nature of the House of Requirement, you'll need someone to guide you the first time you visit.

So Harry first gathered everyone at the stairwell on the 8th floor.

Then he led everyone into the Room of Requirement.

"Huh? Why does this place feel different from where I came last time?"

Upon entering the Room of Requirement, Harry Ron, Neville, and the others who had been there once before were all taken aback.

When they first came in, it was an empty, gray room with some cushions in the middle and some cabinets around the perimeter.

But this time, apart from the fact that the walls were still gray, there were many more things.

The room was surrounded by luxurious wool carpets, and extravagantly lavish chandeliers hung from the ceiling. A large blackboard on the left wall was used to record key points and schedules for the lessons.

On the right is a row of neat shelves, half of which are filled with various magic textbooks and practice scrolls, while the other half contains various anti-dark magic props such as spyglasses, cryptanalysts, and demon-revealing mirrors, as well as some tables and chairs for resting.

In the very center, there is a vast, open training field, spacious enough to play football in.

"Wow, have I lost my memory? It wasn't like this last time."

Upon seeing this, Ron was the first to exclaim in surprise.

"No, you haven't lost your memory. It wasn't like this last time," Harry shook his head, walked inside, and looked around.

"Actually, John and I came here, and John said... well, it's not quite right, so he changed it again..."

At this point, Hermione spoke up, glanced at John, and then explained.

"Uh... so, what are these extravagant ceiling lights for?"

Harry looked at the dozen or so crystal chandeliers on the ceiling and asked hesitantly.

"Of course it looks good."

John stood with his hands on his hips and said this with a straight face.

"Otherwise, if we only rely on a few torches for lighting, we'll eventually end up wearing glasses like you."

Harry: ......

They didn't swear, but why did they say such awful things?

A while ago, after he and Hermione came to the Room of Requirement to find the Horcrux, he came back again to see how the training room they had transformed was doing.

The inside was pitch black, with only a few torches for lighting, an open space, a few mats, and some miscellaneous books and objects.

So he renovated the room and designated it as a training room. Every time they came back, it looked the same.

"Cough cough, all done."

At this moment, Hermione cleared her throat and slammed a stack of parchment onto the nearest wooden table.

"Now that everyone is here and the venue is ready, we can begin our first training camp."

"Harry".

With that, Hermione called out to Harry, signaling him to stop worrying about all that and get started.

Harry scratched the back of his head, looked at the twenty-odd people behind him, and began the first training session.

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