Lucien and the others all looked at the chubby boy who suddenly appeared at the door, exchanging glances.
"Is that your pet? Did you lose it on the train?"
It was Hermione who spoke.
Although Miss Granger's tone was always confident and a bit arrogant, she was still helpful and kind-hearted.
However, upon hearing Hermione's question, the chubby boy didn't answer immediately.
As if he hadn't processed it, he paused for a few seconds before slowly saying, "I, I'm Neville, Neville Longbottom. Trevor is my pet toad."
"I remember, I remember…"
Neville tugged at his black hair in distress, his round face scrunching up.
"Sorry, I can't quite remember."
"I think I saw Trevor when I got on the train…"
As he spoke, Neville's voice grew softer and softer, until he finally lowered his head.
His memory was too poor; he always forgot things, and now he couldn't even keep track of his own pet.
Hearing Neville's explanation, Hermione was also helpless.
Hermione wanted to help, but Neville was so dull he couldn't even remember when he had lost his pet.
Ron, across from him, spread his hands, indicating he was powerless.
Harry was willing to help Neville find the toad, but he didn't want to offer proactively. He first turned to look at the others, to see what they would decide.
Harry saw that Lucien had already pulled out a silver-black wand, looking down, seemingly deep in thought.
Lucien gently twirled his wand, his mind racing.
Neville, the future true Gryffindor chosen by Gryffindor's Sword.
His memory was indeed poor. Losing a toad wasn't a big deal; it would come back on its own later.
If he needed to find something, what methods could he use?
When faced with a problem, no matter how difficult, Lucien would habitually think of solutions.
Keeping the brain active at all times is the foundation of learning knowledge.
Lucien's first thought was Accio.
This was incredibly convenient for finding things, especially lost personal items.
Given the strong connection between the owner and the item, as long as the spell was cast successfully, one could basically just wait for the item to fly back on its own.
But…
Lucien glanced at Neville, doubting this child had already mastered Accio.
If I were to cast the spell, I would need to clearly know the toad's appearance, which would increase the success rate.
Uh, with Neville's memory, could he really tell me what Trevor looked like?
With the mindset that there was nothing to lose by trying, Lucien still asked,
"Ahem, Neville, can you describe Trevor's appearance?"
Hearing Lucien's question, Neville's eyes lit up. He felt that this classmate was going to help him find his toad.
"Trevor, Trevor's eyes are very big and round, his skin is yellowish-brown, and his back is covered in bumps."
Lucien smiled, a relieved smile.
There was nothing wrong with the description, but all toads in the world looked like that!
If he wasn't careful, one Accio might summon another student's pet toad, which would be quite embarrassing.
Hmm, if appearance isn't enough, then during the casting, I'll emphasize that it's Neville's toad.
The magic in this world is very idealistic; it's a case of "if I think it works, it works."
As long as the Wizard's belief is firm enough and their emotions are strong, the power of many spells will inexplicably increase significantly.
I'll try it. Anyway, it's an opportunity to practice a spell.
With an idea to be tested and the ability to put it into practice, Lucien would naturally give it a try.
Practice makes perfect, after all. Without practice, how could one truly claim to have mastered knowledge?
With a shift in thought, Lucien's wand was already moving according to his will.
"Accio Trevor!"
Lucien's voice had just fallen.
Some intermittent exclamations came from outside the compartment.
"Merlin's beard, there's a flying toad!"
"Ah, a flying toad? Is it a magical creature?"
"…"
"Croak!"
Accompanied by a loud croak, a yellowish-brown toad flew directly into the compartment, finally stopping in front of Lucien's wand.
Looking at the toad slowly spinning in the air, Lucien asked Neville,
"Look, is that your Trevor?"
Neville eagerly stepped forward, his face almost touching the toad's belly.
"Trevor?"
"Croak."
"Trevor, Trevor?"
"Croak, croak."
Neville was excited, reaching out to cup the toad.
"Yes, yes, this is Trevor!"
Witnessing Neville and Trevor's interaction, Harry and the others were also greatly enlightened.
How does it even have voice-activated unlocking? Lucien muttered to himself.
Neville held Trevor, looking at Lucien with gratitude in his eyes.
"Thank you, thank you for helping me find Trevor... Um.. What is your name?"
Lucien put away his wand.
"You're welcome. Just consider it practice for Accio. My name is Lucien Grafton."
Neville nodded repeatedly, his voice excited:
"Oh, oh, Lucien, thank you, I will definitely remember you!"
Neville couldn't imagine what his grandmother would say if he hadn't found Trevor without Lucien's help, how severely she would scold him for losing his pet again.
"By the way, your Accio is so powerful!"
"My grandmother said that it's easy to summon your own things with Accio, but it's very difficult for unfamiliar items you haven't seen."
Neville scratched his head, a little embarrassed.
"Grandma taught me Accio, but I could never learn it. I still had to trouble you, Lucien, to help…"
Lucien waved his hand, stopping Neville from continuing to thank him.
"Don't worry about it, just practice spells more."
Neville babbled on for a while, and finally even bowed to Lucien.
After Neville left, Hermione and the other two suddenly stared intently at Lucien.
Hermione finally couldn't help but ask,
"Lucien, how did you do that Accio just now? And also, are these spells something you learned by reading books?"
However, before Lucien could answer, Ron interrupted Hermione's question:
"Ahem, Granger, it's very difficult to learn spells just by reading books, and self-study can't achieve the proficiency Lucien just showed."
"I believe Lucien must have excellent Wizard parents at home to teach him."
Faced with Ron's impolite interruption, Hermione glared at him, her chin slightly raised.
"Hmph, who says it's hard to learn spells by reading books?"
With that, Hermione pulled out her wand, aimed it at Harry, who was watching the exchange, and lightly tapped.
"Reparo!"
Harry was still confused when he saw Hermione use magic on him.
"I…"
Harry, who subconsciously wanted to dodge, found that the crack on his glasses had disappeared!
He took off his glasses in surprise, carefully feeling them, convinced that they were indeed fixed.
Lucien watched Hermione's performance from the side, nodding almost imperceptibly.
As expected of Miss Know-It-All, her academic persona was well established.
Hermione came from a pure Muggle family and mastered spells through self-study. Her talent and effort were indeed commendable.
Reparo is really useful. If something breaks, just wave your wand and it's immediately as good as new.
Speaking of which, are all the items in Wizard families repaired this way, making something last three generations, with the person gone but the belongings still there?
If things don't wear out, you don't buy new ones, so no transactions occur.
Ah, no wonder the Wizarding World's economy has gotten stagnant…