Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Harry was troubled.

Ron seemed very angry and didn't talk to him for a long time.

This was the first friend he made after coming to the wizarding world, and he cherished it very much, but now the two of them have fallen out.

Being among a group of young wizards who were studying hard, Harry felt that he might still lack a bit of learning talent, but in actual combat, he was recognized by everyone.

"...Seriously, if Professor McGonagall reacts, will she withdraw both our clubs?" Senior Sister Holly looked worried, "The reading club is a club that I finally established with great difficulty!"

"What does it matter?" Robert said nonchalantly, "We are two extremes. The reading club focuses on the breadth of knowledge, while our postgraduate entrance examination focuses on the application of knowledge."

Senior Sister Holly sighed, "I understand the truth, but Professor McGonagall will not agree. She will think that we are occupying the names of two associations. After all, we have many members who are the same."

“What’s wrong with a person joining several clubs? It’s not the original sin to have many interests and hobbies.

"If she really uses this as an excuse to disband two associations, I don't mind instigating others to declare the dissolution of all associations.

"Even if she doesn't approve it, we can still send in an application every day."

Robert shrugged, "Don't worry, I will talk to Professor McGonagall in person. If it doesn't work, you can also change it to a spontaneous organization. We have many ways to solve the problem."

Harry interrupted the two of them awkwardly, "Professor McGonagall is fair, she wouldn't do that kind of thing."

Hermione also helped, "Yes, if she realized how much the two societies helped us, she would not cancel the societies at will."

Holly and Robert looked at the two of them. After a while, Holly said quietly, "If the president of the club is from Gryffindor, then she will not cancel even the club that studies Flobber caterpillars."

She didn't say the last part, but Hermione understood what she meant.

"No, it can't be..." Hermione retorted subconsciously, "She is the vice principal."

"She is the Head of Gryffindor first, and the Vice-Principal second." Robert shrugged, "Actually, if I hadn't forced a group of Gryffindors to join the association later, Professor McGonagall would have wanted to give my association to Withdrew because she always felt that we were too opportunistic.”

Harry and Hermione looked at each other.

"Isn't it too unfair?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"No, that's fair." Robert twirled his wand in his hand, "She is just seeking some benefits for her students within the scope of her profession. Do you think the deans of other colleges won't do something small?"

"Professor McGonagall has been very fair." Holly also began to enlighten the two of them. "If it were Professor Snape, he would even refuse other college students to take advanced potions courses."

"How could he do this!" Harry and Hermione shouted angrily.

Senior Sister Holly spread her hands, "Of course he can do this, because he is a master of potions and has a high level of autonomy, one of which is whether to teach others advanced potions knowledge. By the way, potions are a required course for many professions, so... "Her expression was very helpless.

"Then...are there any special benefits for other professors?" Harry couldn't help but ask, and Hermione looked at the two of them like a curious baby.

Holly nodded her chin, "I have received some guidance on magic, and I can go to the duel field to participate in a competition once a month."

"Dueling ground?" Harry was surprised, "I heard that a wizard's duel involves life and death, and an assistant is required..."

"Where are the rules from what era?" Senior Sister Holly looked at him blankly, "Did you read the dueling rules from ancient books 800 years ago? By the way, the Roman dueling arena was still usable at that time. Of course, wizards are all secretive..."

"Hey, hey, hey?" Harry looked confused, "Malfoy asked me to a duel last time, and then he broke the promise."

"Really? A modern wizard duel is just a two-team duel. Powerful magic is rarely used, so the safety is quite high." Holly curled her lips, "But breaking an appointment or something, huh, from the Malfoy family People are really..."

She shook her head and didn't want to talk anymore.

"I know some about Slytherin's welfare. They will teach some black magic." Robert took over, "Don't be surprised. This is the tradition of Slytherin. Their founder is a staunch promoter of black magic. Therefore, It’s normal for Slytherins to know a little bit of dark magic.”

"As for us Hufflepuffs." Robert smiled, "We will help the professor take care of her plants, and then the professor will give us a small gift."

"Is it a magic plant?" Hermione's eyes widened, "I heard that magic plants are difficult to cultivate."

"Ahem, I don't know about the others, but I can borrow the greenhouse to grow some things." Robert was embarrassed to say that the Hufflepuffs almost regarded the professor's greenhouse as a source of food.

The little wizards exclaimed with unknown meaning.

"By the way." Robert hugged a certain Neville who was hiding behind the crowd and said to him, "Neville, if you are interested in cultivating herbs, you can come to Hufflepuff to see us at any time."

"Neville, do you like herbology?" Harry said unexpectedly, "That sounds really cool!"

"Hey, hey?" Neville looked confused.

"That's a lot of books to memorize!" Hermione looked a little worried, "Neville, you have to work hard!"

"..." Neville had a confused expression of "Who am I, where am I, and what happened?"

But he still said subconsciously, "I, I will try my best, thank you."

"Okay, today we are discussing the Leg Locking Curse..." Robert turned over the parchment in his hand, "If you have any questions, remember to ask them."

Neville hesitantly raised his fat hand, "I would like to ask, if there are no legs...or, if it is not a living creature...can this spell be successfully cast..."

There was silence.

"Ah, this sounds very interesting!" Fred yelled, "Come on, let's try it. By the way, what should we use as an experiment?"

Neville froze in place.

"How about this vase!" George brought over a rather large vase.

"Stand still!" Fred passed with a magic spell, "Boom!" The vase exploded.

There was chaos in the classroom.

After a while, everyone collected the fragments of the vase, restored it, and started the second attempt.

This time it's a desk.

With two "click" sounds, the four legs of the desk were disconnected, leaving only a table top, and then it fell to the ground with a "bang".

Then, they experimented with towels, robes, oil lamps, candles...

There's even a fish.

In fact, the fish succeeded. Its tail was stiff and it could not swim at all.

"It should be...successful, right?"

Regardless of whether it was successful or not, Neville said that he would never dare to ask random questions again.