Ethan had also heard Malfoy's warning to the others, and his approval of the Malfoy boy grew even stronger.
Actually, he was no longer angry when he ca down from the Astronomy Tower.
Getting angry at a bunch of clueless kids was beneath him, and even if they really did spread rumors that Ethan was a Muggle-born Slytherin, it wouldn't really affect him.
He still went to class and studied as usual. So what if the older students did not like him? He had no plans to interact with them anyway, and it was unlikely they could even beat a first-year like him.
"Draco, you don't need to warn them. Whatever they do won't affect ."
Draco scoffed, "I'm worried you might hurt them if you go berserk."
In fact, the blond boy had done this not only to befriend Ethan, but also because of a letter from his father, Lucius Malfoy.
After writing to his father about Ethan's situation, he received a reply. Though Lucius couldn't find a way to help test the bloodline, he instructed Draco to befriend Ethan.
Drawing from his own experience, he judged that a wizard with such exceptional talent, as long as he didn't die young, would definitely make a na for himself in the wizarding world, and at that ti, it would all co down to connections.
In the letter, Lucius gave Draco several suggestions, including standing by Ethan's side and supporting him if things turned against him.
Draco noticed that Ethan seed to be treating him more warmly, and he beca more convinced his father was right. He planned to find ti to reread the letter and learn more about networking.
Ethan, exhausted from practicing spells and rushing to avoid being late, yawned. "Alright, it's getting late. Let's get so rest."
With that, he changed out of his pajamas and went to wash up.
That night, he dread he kept practicing the spell Confringo and transforming into all sorts of animals, including mythical creatures such as Hippogriffs and Phoenixes, as well as ordinary beasts such as lions and tigers. The strangest of all was a giant python that could actually talk.
While brushing his teeth, he pondered his increasingly hazy dream. Is it because I've been thinking about it all day, or am I imagining my Slytherin classmates as giant pythons?
Even after finishing, he still couldn't figure it out, so he stopped worrying about what the dream ant. He wasn't a Seer, and there was no point in constantly pondering dreams. However, he still wanted to know what his dream might an.
After finishing his breakfast feeling refreshed, he went to the library.
He spent almost all his ti in the library, except when he was in class.
This ti, he was looking for books related to spell usage and prophetic dream interpretation.
Seeing the Dream Interpretation Guide in his hand, Hermione asked curiously, in a low voice, "Why are you looking at this? Did sothing strange happen in your dream?"
He answered in an equally low voice, "I had an interesting dream last night. Let see if there's any explanation."
Hermione didn't really believe in such mystical things. Although magic was a wonderful power, she still believed that Divination was one of the most unreliable disciplines of magic, not to ntion dream interpretation, which was a niche branch within the field.
"Whatever makes you happy."
Ti flew by, and after only an hour of reading, it was ti to go to class. Since he had borrowed several books and hadn't returned them yet, Mrs. Pince wouldn't allow him to borrow any new books for now. He could only reluctantly put the book down, hoping that no one would borrow it.
This didn't an that the book helped him understand the various images in his dreams; rather, he regarded it as a collection of fantasy stories with a wide scope.
For example, one case study told the story of a witch tribe in the Brazilian rainforest. From this story, he learned about the ancient form of witch gatherings that still existed, and the magic potion that repelled snakes.
These scattered bits of knowledge, nestled within short stories, gave him a greater understanding of the world.
He enjoyed the feeling of constantly exploring and discovering little-known facts about the world. Although this knowledge might have been commonplace for Brazilian wizards, it was sothing new and exciting for him.
I wonder if this snake-repelling potion will work on Basilisks. Although they are both snakes, I don't recall that the birth of Basilisks has much to do with snakes. He pondered this little bit of knowledge and went to his Herbology class.
After regularly exchanging information with Professor Sprout about the growth of the Dittany he was cultivating, he also consulted the professor about snake-repelling potions.
The professor was sowhat surprised. "Where did you see this na? Few British wizards would know of it."
"This kind of potion is often carried by wizards who live in tropical countries or have a lot of contact with snakes."
"We don't usually brew this kind of potion, but if you need it, you can buy it from the apothecary in Diagon Alley; they probably import so to keep on hand."
After confirming the existence of the snake-repelling potion with Professor Sprout, he beca even more interested in this Dream Interpretation Guide.
After leaving the greenhouse, he went back to his dormitory, returned a book he had borrowed for howork, and borrowed that collection of stories.
He decided to transcribe all these little bits of knowledge into a small collection for his own reference, to broaden his horizons.
Since she would be taking Flying lessons soon, Hermione had been reading mostly books related to broomstick flying, such as Quidditch Through the Ages.
Hermione, who had never flown before, was very nervous. She kept copying down flying instructions from various books, hoping they would help her have a smoother flying lesson.
Ethan, also a flying novice, was sowhat afraid of the unknown, but he still put on a relaxed deanor and comforted Hermione, "Relax, Hermione. So things are harder when you're nervous. Just relax. Not everyone at school has flying experience, otherwise there wouldn't be this course."
It was unclear whether his words had any effect, but at least Hermione reduced the number of tis she recited the flight guide in front of him, making it a little easier on his ears.
Thursday arrived quickly. After their Charms class, the Slytherins hurried down to the large lawn in front of the castle.
Broomsticks were lined up neatly on the ground, but they were worn out. Compared to the ones Ethan had seen in Diagon Alley, they were worlds apart.
After they had all arrived, they waited a while before the Gryffindors hurried out of the castle.
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