"The Midnight Society? That was the name of the original student club, right?" Harry asked. "What do you think they did?"
"They must have been studying how to learn, just like us!" Michael said dismissively.
Padma curled her lip and said, "It's unbelievable that a club like that didn't last, but something like the Gobledegook Club has been around for years… What do you think, Hermione?"
Hermione stroked her chin, thoughtful. "Starting a club, huh? That doesn't sound bad."
"What kind of club?" Padma pressed. "Are you going to start a club too?"
"Why not? It's the right thing to do," Hermione said slowly. "Class exploitation is the root of social inequality. Even House-elves should have equal human rights… Slave labor is absolutely wrong and unacceptable!"
"What's unacceptable?"
Hermione's voice was very low, and Padma hadn't heard her clearly, so she asked again.
Hermione suddenly grabbed her hand, her eyes shining as she asked, "Padma, if I started a new club, you'd definitely join, right?"
She looked as if she had finally found her life's purpose, but this unprovoked fervor made Padma flinch, weakly uttering, "…Huh?"
As they spoke, Wade had finished examining the wooden sign, gripped the brass handle, and pulled open the door.
A herbal scent of magical cleaning solution wafted out. The classroom had just been cleaned, and the air was somewhat damp.
Perhaps considering the need for spell practice, although there was a blackboard in the room, there were no desks or chairs. Around the perimeter were only targets for practicing spells.
Quite a few people had already arrived in the classroom. Hearing the door open, they all looked over.
Not only Ravenclaw students were present, but also Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and even Slytherin.
Of course, there were the fewest Slytherin students. In their year, only Daphne, dragged along by her sister, stood in the corner, her face tight, looking unapproachable.
Seeing such a crowded scene, several people walking behind Wade instinctively stopped, appearing somewhat nervous.
"So many people?" Harry swallowed, whispering, "I thought there'd be at most a dozen."
The classroom looked to have at least forty or fifty people.
"It seems more people want to learn spells than we expected," Michael murmured, stroking his chin. "Are these guys planning to learn and then join the League?"
"Doesn't that mean Wade's just training his own opponents?" Padma grumbled, forgetting about Hermione's talk of starting a club.
After a slight pause, Wade continued walking forward, and everyone's gaze followed his steps.
Students willing to give up their free time to come here naturally had great faith in Wade's magical abilities. No one questioned him or challenged him foolishly.
Compared to Wade, the students present seemed more nervous, fidgeting constantly. Some unconsciously tugged at their collars, some smoothed wrinkles from their clothes, and others unintentionally avoided his gaze.
Anthony quickly came forward, saying happily, "You're here! We've all been waiting for you, Wade."
Then he leaned closer to Wade and whispered, "These Slytherin students also helped set up the classroom. If you spend some time with them, you'll find that not every Slytherin is annoying."
Wade: "…"
He actually didn't have any general prejudice against Slytherin. He had always targeted the actions of certain individuals, not the entire house.
But at Hogwarts, any behavior seemed to easily get labeled by house. Even if the situation had improved in the past two years, the long-standing animosity and discrimination weren't so easy to eliminate.
Wade nodded at Anthony, then moved through the crowd to the very front.
This common room, like a typical classroom, had a raised platform at the front. Wade stepped onto it, turning to face everyone in the room.
All eyes were on him. Standing in that spot, the faces and expressions of the crowd seemed blurred, only the light in their eyes was exceptionally clear.
"Good evening, everyone."
Wade tried to speak in a calm voice. "Although we come from different houses and different years, here, I believe everyone's goal is the same—"
"To master more magical knowledge, improve practical spell skills, and in the upcoming Magic School League, for Hogwarts, and for ourselves—to achieve victory and win honor!"
"Therefore, in the Spell Study Group, we will focus on practical spells—Shield Charm, Disarming Charm, Healing Spell, Stunning Spell, Expelling Charm… Whether or not these spells are beyond your current level, they will be our key learning points."
"But before we begin, we need to establish a few rules. Those who believe they cannot abide by them may leave. Those who violate the rules… I will also ask them to leave."
Wade surveyed everyone's expressions, paused for a moment, and seeing no one raise objections, continued in a clear, unwavering voice:
"First, you may not cast spells on other students without permission; you may not use harmful or insulting spells, including playing pranks while others are practicing spells."
Wade's gaze swept over the Weasley Twins, who both gaped, their expressions of disbelief exaggerated and comical.
A few muffled laughs came from the crowd, then quickly quieted.
"Second, there are no house divisions here. You may have to work with anyone for practice. If you find it difficult to accept, complain, give the cold shoulder, or argue and fight, becoming hostile towards each other during practice… I'm sorry, I will ask such people to leave."
Some students looked like they wanted to protest, but when Wade's gaze swept over them, they closed their mouths.
Wade simply finished the remaining rules in one breath:
"Third, those who have already mastered a spell have an obligation to help other students practice, just as I am willing to stand here and help you. Again—no house distinctions, no year distinctions."
"Fourth, if anyone has questions about the spells I teach, or believes there is a better learning method, you may discuss it with me privately, but you are not allowed to interrupt my teaching process arbitrarily."
"Fifth, participation in the Spell Study Group is not mandatory. Those who do not wish to continue learning may leave at any time; I also welcome students who are not here today to join. However, whoever enters this common room must abide by my rules."
"Any questions?"
He scanned everyone in the classroom, his gaze carrying a power that quieted the air. Everyone unconsciously straightened their backs, and even their breathing became light and slow.
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