Hogwarts Card System Chapter 063

“Holy moly!” Ted exclaimed when he saw the task.

You’re a rat moonlighting for a cat, are you trying to earn money by risking your life?!

Are you messing with me?!

Can I even do this task?

Am I suicidal?!

Even if I were to jump from here, I’d… Wait, who’s that? The Weasley twins!

“Ahem! Hermione, I’m going to chat with George and Fred about some boy stuff. You head back first.”

Hermione was startled by Ted’s sudden outburst in Chinese, and before she could ask, she heard this.

What “boy stuff”?! Are you messing with me?!

Then, she saw Ted jump directly from the skybridge!

She gasped, watching as Ted, mid-air, waved his wand, mumbled a word, and then floated down.

Hermione blinked. “Has Ted gotten so good at the Levitation Charm already?”

Although it wasn’t a non-verbal or wandless spell, Ted had simplified the wand movement and the incantation. This was quite remarkable!

Such ability, even an ordinary adult wizard might not be able to achieve it.

Only wizards who had studied the Levitation Charm for a long time and had a strong understanding of it could do it.

Hermione narrowed her eyes. “It seems my efforts aren’t enough yet! Back to it! Reading!”

Actually, this was more due to the control that his psychic abilities gave him over his will, which allowed him to simplify the casting of many spells.

By the time she saw Ted again, it was dinner time. She successfully learned that Ted had lost 20 points for his house and was given two weeks of detention by Professor McGonagall!

“What did you do?!” Hermione’s voice was sharp with anger. I looked away for one second, and you caused trouble!

“Ahem, don’t be nervous, Hermione,” Ted soothed. “We played a little prank on Professor Quirrell.”

“We played a little game,” Fred said.

“Just some appropriate interaction between students and professors~” George added.

Harry, on the side, was laughing so hard his mouth was split: “They mean, they used enchanted snowballs to hit Professor Quirrell in the back of the head, making him fall into a snowdrift!”

Ron took a big bite of his chicken leg: “We weren’t there at the time, what a shame. But it’s also a good thing we weren’t, otherwise, more of us would have been given detention by Professor McGonagall.”

Jerry thought for a moment, his ears twitching: “Professor McGonagall really is everywhere!”

When Ted saw George and Fred staring at Professor Quirrell and enchanting the snowballs in their hands, he knew his chance had come.

In the original story, although Voldemort often failed, there weren’t many instances where he was publicly humiliated.

One of them was the scene where the Weasley twins humiliated him.

Why not take advantage of this opportunity and hitch a ride?

Three people causing trouble together would significantly reduce the risk.

In fact, the plan went very smoothly.

Ted used the [Chasing Snowball (Green)] card, which was his Christmas task reward, and perfectly completed the mission.

The snowball circled in the air like an eagle~

It even chased Professor Quirrell until he stumbled in a panic and plunged headfirst into a snowdrift.

The only mistake was not noticing that Professor McGonagall was also watching from the window, and they were caught red-handed.

Her own house students had to be severely punished, and Professor Quirrell needed an explanation—actually, from Professor McGonagall’s perspective at the time, she only saw the twins, not Ted.

But Ted thought to himself, he couldn’t just run away like that, it would be disloyal.

So he voluntarily stepped forward, hoping for leniency through confession.

Unexpectedly, Professor McGonagall gave him a “confession leads to lifelong imprisonment”! Double the punishment, no extra charge!

The Weasley twins were already on her radar, but Professor McGonagall never expected that Ted, whom she always favored and considered “rule-abiding” (clearly a biased perspective), would also join in the mischief! He had to be severely punished!

So Ted was also given two weeks of detention, from 8 to 10 PM after dinner, at Professor McGonagall’s office.

Fortunately, the task was completed, so it wasn’t a wasted effort.

Just a little more experience, and he could level up.

After dinner, on the way to Professor McGonagall’s office, Ted took a moment to look at his newly acquired card.

A gigantic fire dragon made of red fireworks! With wings, four limbs, dragon horns, and breathing fire, it was truly majestic!

[Fire Dragon Fireworks (Green)]

Item Card

Upon use, summons a massive fire dragon formed by magic. It has a basic consciousness and can actively seek and pursue enemies. It will not be affected by ordinary counter-spells.

Lasts for 5 minutes, cooldown 3 hours.

Note: It is, after all, a firework. Although it creates a grand spectacle, do not expect any lethal power.

Oh wow!

Ted’s spirits lifted when he saw this card!

The previous [Boar Firecracker (Green)] had a decent effect, and this [Fire Dragon Fireworks (Green)] looked even cooler~

As for [Neville’s Failed Boil-Cure Potion (Green)], just by the name, he didn’t have any expectations for it.

…

Professor McGonagall’s office had many bookshelves, filled with various documents and stacks of parchment.

As the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, her work was very busy. After all, Dumbledore basically didn’t handle specific affairs anymore.

“Knock, knock, knock~”

Hearing the knock, Professor McGonagall continued signing parchments without lifting her head. “Come in.”

Ted gently pushed the door open, squeezed in, then softly closed the door, as obedient as a lamb. The smile on his face was the same as when Professor McGonagall first saw him at the orphanage.

Professor McGonagall looked up, pushed her glasses, and seemed to see the bright young boy who used to sing on the streets and even gave some change to the homeless.

She remembered the encouraging words she had written on the flyleaf when she sent him her old Transfiguration textbook.

And she knew he worked hard at several jobs in Diagon Alley and received good reviews from several shopkeepers.

Although in the first Transfiguration class, the boy ruined her signature intimidation tactic, his subsequent outstanding performance still impressed her.

And the Christmas gift, a thoughtful woolen scarf, whose pattern and style she both liked.

At this moment, she noticed that Ted wasn’t wearing the new robes she had given him.

“Ted, do the new robes not fit?” she asked.

Ted quickly shook his head: “No, they fit perfectly, thank you, Professor McGonagall. I just, I just wanted to save them for formal occasions.”

Professor McGonagall felt a slight pang of tenderness, but she didn’t relax her tone. She hadn’t forgotten that Ted was there for detention today, not for pleasantries.

“So, you don’t consider coming to my office for detention a formal occasion?” The Head of House was online!

Ted immediately straightened his back, “I’m sorry, Professor, I’ll wear my new robes tomorrow.”

Professor McGonagall quickly turned her head away, worried she might laugh.

“Alright. Come over, sit down. Tell me about your actions today!”

Ted, as docile as a white rabbit, sat down and began an eloquent self-criticism and reflection.

First, he explained his motive—because Professor Quirrell’s Defense Against the Dark Arts class was too boring, he helped the Weasley twins enchant the snowballs.

Then he launched into a profound self-reflection, dissecting the harm of disrespecting a professor, and vowed never to do it again!

Ted: If I ever mess with a professor again, may Ron’s wand snap!

Finally, he solemnly mentioned how happy he was when Professor McGonagall came to pick him up from the orphanage. He thanked Professor McGonagall for her Transfiguration textbook and guidance. He promised to study hard and not disappoint her expectations.

In short, every aspect was covered, nothing was left out!

The experience from his self-criticism was practically overflowing!

Professor McGonagall had been teaching for decades and had never seen a student so profoundly and skillfully self-critical. She was愣 for a few seconds, not knowing what to say.

Should she praise him: “Good self-criticism, keep up the good work next time”?

Or should she tell him he was being glib?

At this moment, Ted, who was very perceptive, quickly changed the subject: “Professor, Professor Quirrell and I have had private discussions about magical creature bloodlines. I think he would be an excellent professor if he taught Care of Magical Creatures!”

Professor McGonagall pushed up her glasses. “Professor Quirrell was indeed very good at Care of Magical Creatures when he was a student. I remember he was the only student in his year to get an ‘Outstanding’ in N.E.W.T. Care of Magical Creatures…”

After a few brief exchanges, Professor McGonagall remembered that this wasn’t a time for chatting. “Don’t worry about the professor’s issues. Now, let me tell you about the content of your detention.”

“I heard Professor Flitwick say that you’re very good at Charms, so why aren’t you putting your heart into Transfiguration?!”

Charms, once you learn one, you can use it, and the effects are immediate.

Transfiguration, on the other hand, requires persistent effort; it’s not something you can make rapid progress in a few days or weeks.

Ted, of course, was diligently learning Charms to gain experience.

She pointed to a stack of magazines about a foot high. “These are ‘Transfiguration Today’ magazines. Since I started helping them with proofreading, the past thirty or forty issues are all here. I want you to excerpt the excellent articles, and summarize and organize them concisely.”

Professor McGonagall: Although the content is complex and the task is heavy, I heard Ted reads very fast, and this will be good for his Transfiguration.

Ted: Oh, so it’s extra tutoring! I’m familiar with reading! Leave it to me!

This was truly a case of good and evil eventually getting their just deserts! Giving others tutoring, he couldn’t escape it himself.

Detention was for two hours, but when Professor McGonagall finished her school errands and various approvals, and organized the lesson plans for all grades, she found that Ted had already gone through more than half of that foot-high stack of magazines!

She looked at the time with a bit of surprise; it had only been an hour and a half.

Then she looked at Ted; he had already written four sheets of parchment.

He just flipped through a magazine, then, without lifting his head, organized the key points on the parchment.

Professor McGonagall: Something’s not right? What’s not right?!