Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil.

Even the Daily Prophet, which is always keen to capture campus hot topics, chose to remain silent. Both sides tacitly suppressed all doubts and attributed all the changes to the influence of the curse left by the Dark Lord, thus smoothing over the storm.

Daily teaching continued as usual, and the rigorous atmosphere in the potions class remained unchanged.

Snape maintained his extremely demanding teaching style, no longer limiting himself to teaching students outside of Slytherin, but treating all students with extreme rigor, often resorting to harsh reprimands and deducting points from their houses.

Over time, the entire student body began to hope that Snape would be transferred to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, thus escaping the endless harshness and oppression of Potions class.

The potions classroom in the basement is cold and damp all year round, with the air filled with the pungent smell of dozens of herbs, powders, and brewed potions that lingers for a long time.

Dressed in a wide black robe, Snape moved silently and lightly among the rows of crucibles, his robes brushing the ground, continuously casting a heavy, oppressive atmosphere over the entire classroom.

"Everyone, open your textbooks." The cold, indifferent tone echoed in the silent classroom, its penetrating power instantly tensing the students in the front row who were focused on their work.

"The key to operating this medicine is to maintain seven counterclockwise rotations. Any deviation of even one rotation will ruin the medicine."

He suddenly stopped in front of a student's desk, his sharp aura startling the student so much that the student's wrist trembled, almost causing the student to throw all the raw materials in his hand into the crucible.

"The backlash and damage caused by failed potion-making are the most common risks in potion-making training. Don't you even understand that?"

His gaze slowly swept across the entire room, finally settling on Puni.

That gaze was sharp and profound, carrying a sense of scrutiny and inquiry.

Puni sensed the gaze lingering there, and the three-second stare made the atmosphere even more tense.

Snape pursed his thin lips, his emotions growing increasingly complex. In the end, he didn't point out any mistakes or make any comments. He silently looked away and continued to inspect the other students' refining operations.

Puni lowered his eyes slightly, cleared his mind of distractions, and focused on refining the potion in his hands.

Holding a small silver knife, he squeezed plant juice and mixed raw materials, each movement steady, precise, and without the slightest error.

His extensive practical experience has enabled him to master the refining techniques for various basic medicines.

Once the medicine is fully brewed, it has a uniform and translucent sheen and emits a pure aroma that perfectly matches the textbook description; the finished product is flawless.

Snape leaned closer and sniffed, but no surprise showed in his eyes; he had long since figured out Puni's solid foundation.

His critical gaze scrutinized the complete finished potion repeatedly. In the end, he neither deducted points nor gave any praise. He silently turned and walked to the next desk, his attitude still cold and distant.

Compared to the always strict and taciturn Snape, Quirrell, who was temporarily filling in as a substitute teacher, became the focus of attention for all the students.

Everyone knew about the special spell that taught Defense Against the Dark Arts, and that every teacher in the position would encounter various misfortunes. Students often speculated about who would teach the class next year and secretly sympathized with the unlucky professor who had taken over temporarily.

Quirrell, who has returned to the Defense Against the Dark Arts lecture platform, seems to be in significantly better condition.

Although his voice still trembles slightly, his previously severe stuttering problem has been greatly alleviated, and he is much more composed when lecturing.

"Today's lesson will focus on reinforcing the basic disarming spell. Watch the demonstration, disarm you!"

He raised his hand and waved his wand, a neat beam of red light bursting forth, steadily knocking down the prop stick in the hand of the training dummy in the center of the classroom. The entire spellcasting action was standard and smooth.

After entering the practical session, all students took turns to practice, each having three chances to cast spells, which were used to hone their spell proficiency and casting skills.

When it was Puni's turn to go on stage, he flicked his wrist and made a clean and crisp movement.

"Except your weapons!"

A condensed and swift red light shot out from the sky, extremely fast and powerful. It not only knocked away the props in the mannequin's hands, but the strong magical impact also pushed the heavy mannequin backward, the base scraping against the ground with a screeching sound.

The classroom fell into a deathly silence. All the students turned to look at Puni, their eyes filled with shock and admiration. Even Quirrell was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

“Very standard, excellent control of force, Mr. Lestrange.” He stammered his praise, then remembered the classroom rules of reward and punishment and quickly added, “Ravenclaw, ten points.”

It's easy to see that Quirrell struggles to keep up with the pace of the course, and his mannerisms are quite awkward.

Seeing his flustered appearance, the students felt even more sympathy for him.

After all, every single one of the instructors of this course has encountered various setbacks.

The warm June sun enveloped the entire Hogwarts Castle, its bright rays covering every brick and stone, casting a gentle warmth over the campus.

However, the relaxed summer atmosphere did nothing to dispel the tense atmosphere on campus.

Final exam week has quietly arrived, and a depressing atmosphere filled with ink and anxiety permeates the corridors and common rooms, enveloping every student.

Everyone was on edge, reviewing the key points with all their might, and striving to make a final push for the school year's final assessment.

In the common lounge, students could be seen engrossed in their studies.

Chapter 140 Harry Potter!

Some people recite Gamp's basic laws from "Elementary Transfiguration Theory" to understand the obscure principles of transformation.

Some people compared the highly similar fungal illustrations in "A Thousand Wonderful Herbs and Fungi" and struggled to distinguish the characteristics of various easily confused herbs. Everyone was eager to achieve an excellent grade in the final exam.

Unlike the tense and anxious atmosphere around him, Puni was remarkably calm and composed.

Various life-or-death combat experiences rapidly honed his mind, enabling his cognition and abilities to grow by leaps and bounds.

No matter how sophisticated and profound the theoretical knowledge in books may be, it is ultimately just words on paper.

Only through hands-on practice, experiencing confrontation, trials, and refinement, can abstract theories be transformed into tangible survival skills and practical wisdom.

Through repeated high-risk real-world combat experiences, he came to understand the true value of magical knowledge.

Those once dry and obscure spell principles, potion ratios, and defensive techniques are no longer empty book content; they have transformed into his solid foundation and powerful weapon for dealing with various crises and overcoming difficulties.

The long school year has officially come to an end, and summer vacation has arrived as scheduled.

Students from all grades at Hogwarts packed their bags and headed to the station to prepare for their return journey, except for the seventh-year graduates who were filled with reluctance to leave.

As they prepare to say goodbye to their classmates and campus life, they are filled with regret and worry that they will never have such a time to gather together again.

Meanwhile, the other younger wizards, relieved of their academic burdens, happily embarked on their journey home.

After shedding their formal academy robes and donning various casual clothes, the students' distinctive academy colors vanish, and the original clear distinctions between the four colleges fade away, making it impossible to tell which college they belong to at a glance in the crowd.

Puni mingled with the returning crowd, feeling exceptionally cheerful.

He achieved perfect scores in all subjects in the final exams of this academic year, a remarkable achievement that made him quite proud.

Eddie, who was traveling with them, also achieved perfect scores in all subjects, making them evenly matched.

Marcos, watching the two of them take turns showing off, felt helpless and frustrated, and almost couldn't help but want to step forward and argue with them.

In fact, he was often amused by the two of them teasing him, and this time, being teased by them again made him even more annoyed.

Roger's grades were about the same as his.

Qiu Zhang, on the other hand, was in a particularly relaxed and comfortable state.

Although her final grades weren't top-notch, with only four subjects receiving high marks, it didn't affect her mood.

While everyone else was enjoying their leisure time, Puni's summer vacation was already packed with plans.

Putting aside the secrets related to Voldemort, his personal career plans also need to be pushed forward immediately.

He plans to personally visit France and Germany to conduct on-site investigations and research the feedback and evaluations of the new event section from the magical communities in both places, so as to determine the operational focus and development direction of subsequent events.

With her solid language skills, Puni is fluent in French and German, making cross-border travel and communication effortless.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of a business trip, he also planned to travel to both places, so he took the initiative to invite Qiu Zhang to join him.

Faced with the sudden invitation, Qiu Zhang's cheeks flushed, but he did not hesitate and decisively declined the offer.

The Hogwarts Express sped along and finally came to a smooth stop at King's Cross Station.

Before the train had even come to a complete stop, Puni spotted Regulus, who had been waiting on the platform, through the train window.

The other party came specifically to pick him up for his return trip, and also had many important matters to discuss with him in person.

In Qiu Zhang's mind, the outside world's evaluation of Regulus was always only "hero". But after seeing him in person, she had a completely new evaluation in her mind: handsome appearance and outstanding temperament.

“Puni, your elder has such a wonderful aura, and is exceptionally good-looking.” Qiu Zhang turned to look at the boy beside him and said with a smile.

Puni, however, looked unconvinced, pursed her lips slightly, pointed to Regulus outside the window, and casually complained, "What's so good-looking about him? Look at his thick bangs, it's just to cover up his receding hairline. I've wanted to give him a piece of my mind about this deliberate hairstyle for a long time..."

He was about to continue listing his views when a crisp knocking sound came from outside the window, interrupting his unfinished words.

Regulus stood by the car window, staring at him with a calm yet somewhat helpless expression, his eyes bright.

“I heard everything clearly. Even if you want to talk about others, you should choose a place where the other person can’t hear you.”

Caught red-handed in public, Puni showed no embarrassment whatsoever. Instead, he confidently raised his voice and replied, "It's better to talk about people in public than to gossip behind their backs. I would never do something like secretly speculating about others."

After saying that, he turned to look at Qiu Zhang again and added seriously, "I want to make it clear in advance that I was just telling the truth and I didn't mean to say anything bad about him."

Qiu Zhang quickly covered the corner of his mouth, suppressing his laughter and not daring to make a sound.

At this moment, Regulus's expression had subtly darkened, and the atmosphere around him had turned slightly cold, carrying a hint of danger, making her dare not easily reveal a smile.

Regulus lowered his head and tapped the ground lightly with his cane, his expression returning to calm, yet carrying a hint of mockery and intimidation: "I specially purchased a batch of rare magic eggs a few days ago. Since you have such opinions, then you don't need to keep these. It's a good time to resell them; perhaps you can even get a higher price."

Upon hearing this, Puni, who had been calm and composed just moments before, instantly panicked.

He suddenly lost the confidence he had just had in his rant, and for a moment he didn't know how to defend himself or soothe the other person's emotions, feeling both frustrated and helpless.

Seeing Puni standing there helplessly, desperate to make amends, Qiu Zhang once again raised his hand to cover his lips. This time, he couldn't hold back any longer, and a clear laugh escaped his lips.

After this brief time together, she had already figured out the similarities between Puni and Regulus.

These two have identical personalities; they are both sharp-tongued and can easily hit each other's weak points with a few casual remarks. They tease each other relentlessly and refuse to give in.

Watching the two bicker and argue back and forth, Qiu Zhang found it all very amusing.

After returning to the manor, Puni pleaded and begged for a long time before finally persuading Regulus to hand over the newly acquired batch of dragon eggs to him.

Having inexplicably acquired a dragon at Hogwarts, he was now officially preparing to include the dragon among his own retinue.

The primary purpose of these dragon eggs is to screen and purify the dragon bloodline talents of the family.

After finalizing the taming arrangements, Puni handed over all the dragon eggs to Moti for safekeeping.

After settling the trivial matters, he and Regulus finally sat down and began their long-awaited conversation, which focused on Dumbledore and the current situation in the wizarding world.

This matter was deliberately put on hold for a whole week.

Having just finished the school year, Puni was only interested in enjoying her holiday and specifically instructed Regulus not to bother her with any business, so their in-depth conversation was postponed until now.

Over the past week, Regulus had a private meeting with Dumbledore.

After a long period of deliberation, he finally made up his mind.

He will not formally join the Order of the Phoenix or participate in any public operations, but he is willing to provide Dumbledore with two key pieces of intelligence as a gesture of goodwill and to show his stance.

The first piece of information concerns the real reason why Voldemort has not been eliminated to this day.