Wade returned to the dormitory to find an unexpected visitor: a House-elf, clad in a tea towel, standing in the middle of the room. Its large, gray-green eyes stared unblinkingly at him, giving him quite a scare.
Wade nearly cast a spell before realizing who it was and letting out a sigh of relief. "Zoe? What are you doing here?"
House-elves generally prided themselves on not appearing before their masters, so aside from seeing them in the kitchen, Wade had never encountered a school House-elf in his sight before.
Zoe wrung her slender fingers, clearly feeling awkward. She spoke in a soft voice, "Wade Grey did not eat dinner. Zoe was a little worried. Zoe knows Zoe should not appear, but Zoe still came. Zoe wanted to know if Wade Grey was feeling unwell."
"I'm fine," Wade said, crouching down. "It's just that the troll smelled so bad, I've lost my appetite."
Zoe said earnestly, "But not eating is bad for health. Wade Grey gave Zoe a gift, and Zoe likes it very much, and Zoe cares about Wade Grey's health. Zoe does not want him to be hungry."
House-elves spoke in an interesting way, referring to themselves and others in the third person, even when speaking face-to-face.
Wade looked at Zoe, who still had a tiny pumpkin carriage hanging from her waist, its lantern flickering.
"Alright," he sighed. "Could you please get me some fruit? Not jam or pudding, just fresh fruit. I'll eat some after I shower and then go to bed."
"Yes, sir!" Zoe happily nodded, and with a pop, vanished from the room.
When Wade emerged from the bathroom, still damp, he saw a basket of fruit on the table—apples, pears, bananas, a few strawberries, and a bunch of glistening green grapes, all washed clean and still bearing water droplets.
Wade picked an apple, took a bite, and found it plump and juicy. He felt a wave of emotion.
In his previous life, his mother was a firm believer in healthy living and thought that one should eat twelve different foods daily to ensure proper nutrition. Vegetables and fruits were paramount, sometimes with no repetitions for an entire month.
After his rebirth, although the food at Hogwarts was much more plentiful than at home, most of it consisted of roasted meats and desserts. The variety of vegetables was scarce, and the cooking methods were monotonous. Fresh fruit had never appeared on the Great Hall tables.
At this moment, Wade made a decision: after graduation, he wanted to visit the East. Magic was the wings of miracles, but the future lay in the East.
Moreover, in that world, there were also mystical powers, and perhaps he could see even more wonderful sights.
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Padma's integration into the SSC was very smooth, with no one raising any objections. After all, the girl was not only intelligent and generous but also very beautiful, with deep, soulful eyes that made Theo and the others blush involuntarily.
Hermione, meanwhile, was spending more and more time studying because Wade put a lot of pressure on her. In their most recent Transfiguration class, Wade successfully transformed a mouse into a beautiful small teapot, with lines so delicate it looked like a freshly crafted item on a shelf. Professor McGonagall praised Wade's Transfiguration loudly, saying his current skill level could earn him an "O" in the final exam.
Hermione also knew that Wade's Owl had brought him a complete set of Standard Book of Spells and Intermediate Transfiguration from Diagon Alley. Therefore, despite Hermione already being the best first-year student in Gryffindor, she still felt she was falling behind. She studied so furiously every day that she became irritable, snapping at Ron several times. Ever since she knocked out the troll, Ron had stopped complaining and whispering behind her back.
Now, Ron even looked forward to Hermione giving him pointers, as he realized Hermione was always right. But Hermione had finally started to curb her habit of being overly preachy. She tried to turn a blind eye to the various rule-breaking activities of the Gryffindors, which slightly improved her popularity within the house. Especially with Harry; they were almost friends now.
Wade heard Hermione's complaints almost daily: "They had a whole weekend to do their homework, but they only wrote the title! Then, when it's due, they panic and say, 'Hermione, please let me copy your homework!'"
"And did you let him copy it?" Wade asked, continuing to write.
"Of course not!" Hermione wrinkled her nose in disgust. "What good would copying homework do? But I did promise to check it for him once he's done!"
"But Hermione—" Padma asked, puzzled. "Wouldn't that be even more trouble for you?"
Hermione looked at her in disbelief. "That's how you learn!"
The two girls exchanged glances, and after a moment, they tacitly moved on from the topic.
By the time Padma finished her homework, only Neville was still biting his quill, diligently working. She stuffed her parchment into her bag and skipped lightly around the partition wall. To prevent those practicing spells from disturbing students doing homework, Wade had recently added a sky-blue partition wall in the Umbrella Room, dividing the room into two areas, one-third and two-thirds, with a silencing charm added in the middle.
Turning to the other side, there were two rows of targets in the classroom. Most were quite worn out, beyond repair even with the Repairing Charm, but they were still usable. The entire wall at the far end was covered with mirrors, which Wade said made it easier for them to correct their movements at any time.
Michael repeatedly lit the targets with Incendio and then extinguished them with Aguamenti. Theo alternately abused his targets with Diffindo and Reparo. Hermione was using the Tarantallegra on a spider, its long, thin legs flailing wildly in the air.
Ryan recited, "Petrificus Totalus!" at a small, inquisitive gray mouse in front of him.
The mouse's body suddenly stiffened, only its tail twitching slightly. A moment later, it darted out, and with a thud, transformed into a small twig in mid-air.
"Petrificus Totalus. When casting this spell, circle your wand from the wrist, and make the turns quick and sharp."
Wade flicked his wand, and the twig floated in the air. He then tapped it with his wand tip, and the twig transformed back into a mouse.
"Petrificus Totalus!"
Wade demonstrated once. Suddenly, the mouse's paws and tail pressed tightly against its body, stiff as a board, and its dark eyes seemed to show terror.
It fell to the ground with a thud, completely like a stone.
Wade lifted the spell and told Ryan to continue practicing, then walked over to Padma and asked, "Do you want to learn Slippery Slope first, or practice other spells?"
"Um—" Padma stuck out her tongue, embarrassed. "Actually—my Repairing Charm is still hit-or-miss—"
She waited for Wade to show a "this is a big problem" expression, but he merely tapped the nearby target with his wand, and the wooden target immediately split down the middle.
Wade said, "Then let's start with the Repairing Charm. Let me see your skill first."
Padma's arm trembled slightly as she raised her wand.
—She suddenly realized that she might have made the best decision since enrolling.
She was definitely going to learn a lot here!
"—Reparo!"
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