Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior

　　Time passed, and it was Halloween in a blink of an eye. Last month, Sean finally completed the production of the magic restoration potion in the bathroom on the second floor, but the materials were too few and only eight bottles were made.

After he practiced "Witch's Kiss", he tried a bottle of effect. After the original magic was exhausted, it took at least six hours to recover. After drinking the magic recovery potion, it only took about five minutes. Shaun’s magic It was back to its best condition.

　　 This semester Halloween, there are no giant monsters or basilisks. The students gathered in the auditorium to enjoy a feast.

Sean is also in a good mood. Last month he mastered two other black magics, Witch’s Kiss and Evil Dragon Sawtooth, and Shenfeng Shadowless Curse was able to build up to the eighth frame, not far from the twelve frames. It's just that the progress of Occlumency is still slow.

Cassius was chatting with Graham about Quidditch with a look of excitement. He suddenly turned his head and said to Sean, "Sean, you know, the Hogwarts Quidditch event will be held next Wednesday. ."

　　 "If you don't talk about Quidditch, we are still friends." Sean said solemnly.

　　 Chris, who was sitting diagonally across, heard the two talking about Quidditch, and looked at Sean as if speaking in a comforting tone.

　　 "It's okay, Sean, your other subjects are excellent. Even if you fail Quidditch, it won't affect your grades. Besides, you won't take flying lessons in the O.W.L.s exam."

　　 Shaun doesn’t mind when people say how he’s flying in his flight lessons. Do you have to use a broomstick to fly? There are many ways to fly, so Shaun doesn’t want to use the broomstick.

　　 "Chrissy, you did a good job in flight lessons," Sean said.

"I just heard Marcus Flint say in the lounge that I will play Gryffindor 100 to 0 this year." As a future Slytherin chaser, Cassius's attention to Quite Earth Obviously more attentive to the potions class than him.

　　I don't know if Gryffindor can be scored to zero. Sean doesn't know, but he remembers that Gryffindor didn't stop the defeat that lasted for decades until Harry enrolled in school.

　　 This year's champion is either Slytherin or Hufflepuff. Although Sean doesn't understand Quidditch, Slytherin has a better chance of winning based on previous years' record.

　　 At this time, a group of owls flew into the auditorium. Each owl was holding or grasping something, and when they leaned over the dining table, they threw down the thing they were holding.

　　 "It's a Halloween gift." Kris looked expectantly as the package that belonged to her fell.

　　 deserves to be the lady of the big family. Four owls that gave Chrissy a gift came in a row, and the parcels were bigger than the other. Chris opened the parcel in the enviable eyes of the female classmates around.

　　 Sean was not interested in unpacking the live broadcast. At this time, a dumb owl threw a small gift box the size of a fist onto Sean's head.

　　 "Did you buy a pilot license?" Sean touched the top of his head and muttered as he looked up at the owl.

　　 Sean looked at the sender’s name, "Hearns" on the box.

　　 "Isn't it, this is it again?" Sean hadn't opened it yet, just looking at the sender and the size of the gift, he guessed what was inside.

　　 "Sean, what's your gift? Look at me, the pumpkin blindfold my mother knit for me, is it cool?" Cassius put the blindfold on his eyes funny.

　　 Sean reluctantly opened his gift. It was a box of chocolate frog candies. Starting from the age of five, not on holiday or birthday, Uncle Hearns would give Sean chocolate frog, but only chocolate frog, because it is cheap.

　　 "It's a chocolate frog, let me see what card is inside." Cassius took out the card from the box curiously.

　　 "It's Merlin again, I already have eight." Cassius returned the card to Sean with some disappointment.

　　Many little wizards are interested in collecting chocolate frog cards, but Sean has been tired of collecting cards in his previous life, so he never keeps the cards in the chocolate frog.

　　 The Halloween dinner lasted a little longer, and Sean gave himself a vacation tonight, not planning to practice magic or studying Occlumency.

　　 He reclined lazily on the sofa in the Slytherin common room, eating fruit and chatting with Cassius and Chrissy comfortably.

　　 "Sean, I heard you live in the Broken Cauldron Bar?" Cassius asked.

　　 "Well, a utility room upstairs in the bar." Sean said nonchalantly.

　　 "I really envy you, you can definitely go to Diagon Alley to play at any time." Cassius said.

　　 "Your thinking is really strange, shouldn't you sympathize with me living in the utility room?" Sean asked.

　　Cassius scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, "I have seven children in my family, and the room they live in is actually similar to the utility room. No one will clean up the mess."

　　 "Christ’s house must be big, right." Cassius looked at Chris.

　　 "My home is a manor." Chrissy said lightly.

　　 Sean and Cassius didn’t know what to say at this time, and they looked at each other as if they were saying, “You deserve to be rich.”

　　 It was 9:30 unknowingly, everyone in the common room went back to their bedroom, and Sean got up to take a shower.

　　 "Shaun, you dropped something." Cassius said, pointing to the sofa cushion.

"what?"

　　 Sean looked back at ~www.wuxiahere.com~ It was Merlin's card. He was a little confused. He should have put the card on the dining table in the auditorium just now, how could it fall out on him.

　　 Sean picked up the card and looked at it, and asked Cassius, "Do you want it? I don't collect this."

　　 Cassius shook his head uninterestedly, Merlin already had eight cards.

　　 "Okay." Sean threw the card into the trash can in the lounge.

　　 Sean returned to the dormitory, and when he was about to go to bed after taking a shower, a scene that surprised him happened again.

　　 "Why are you here?"

　　 Sean looked at the Merlin card on the table. He probably didn't remember it clearly in the auditorium. He put the card in his pocket and dropped it on the sofa. This barely made sense.

　　 But just now, in front of Cassius, he threw the card into the trash can in the lounge, and his bedroom door was locked, so no one else should be able to get in.

　　 "Hogwarts supernatural event?" Sean said secretly while holding the card.

　　 "I have been the only one who took the initiative to do things since I enrolled in school. Now things come to do me proactively? Old man, who put you here?" Sean muttered to Merlin in the card.

　　 He looked at the card with the eyes of magic, because the card was an alchemy item with a faint white light emitting from it, and the other Sean did not see anything unusual.

　　 "Is it a prank by Cassius?" Sean thought.

　　 But after thinking about it, Cassius didn't even learn the lock-opening spell and couldn't enter his bedroom. Sean shook his head without thinking about it. He threw the card into the trash can by the table again.

　　 The next morning, there was a beautiful and fragrant sound from Sean’s bedroom, "shit."

　　 The Merlin card that he lost was placed on his table again.