Although Wade had demonstrated his strength, they were still being isolated.
The pure-blood wizards were the main force behind this isolation, and even the non-pure-bloods, out of fear of the pure-blood majority, dared not approach Wade and his group too closely.
They were afraid that they might be the next targets of bullying.
After all, they didn't have the sa abilities as Wade to protect themselves.
However, Wade and his group didn't mind at all. In fact, they were happy to enjoy the peace and quiet.
Not long after they sat down, the house-elves in the kitchen used their unique magic to send over all the food they wanted right in front of them.
Tom stabbed a sausage with his fork, took a bite, and then said, after considering his words, "Alphard, Henry... although you might not want to hear this, the truth is, you two are still too weak."
Alphard and Henry lowered their heads in sha.
Both of them ca from pure-blood wizard families, but one of them had been bullied by his sister since childhood and never had the motivation to study magic in advance.
The other had been spoiled by his family, growing up playing all day and barely learning any magic at all.
So, in the end, they were actually the weakest in their small group, unable to perform even a simple Levitation Charm.
Even the newly joined Charlie had learned a few tricks from his mother; otherwise, he wouldn't have had the courage to fight against Abraxas, a pure-blood.
"Don't be discouraged. No one is born strong. It doesn't matter if your skills are lacking; you're our friends, and I'll help you beco stronger," Tom said as he glanced at Wade.
Wade nodded. "That's right. The abilities we have now were built up over ti with practice. You two can definitely do the sa!"
Alphard and Henry looked at Wade and Tom, full of hope. "We can really beco as strong as you?"
"Of course you can. In fact, you must beco stronger," Wade said seriously. "Before, it might not have mattered as much, but now, since you're our friends, you have to stay alert at all tis."
"They ca after us as a group, so it's entirely possible they'll co after you too. We can't be by your side every mont of the day. If sothing happens..." Wade sighed, "I'd rather not have to see you next ti in the hospital wing or at St. Mungo's."
Hearing this, not only Alphard and Henry, but everyone else around them grew somber.
Even though Wade had demonstrated his power and frightened off many of the pure-blood students, there were still so who held a grudge against them.
In other words, until their group beca strong enough, they had to be constantly on guard against underhanded attacks from those people.
Tom said, "So, we need to find a place where we can gather and practice in our spare ti. I need you all to beco stronger, and we ourselves need to beco even stronger."
Anne thought for a mont and said, "In that case, we'll have to find sowhere a bit more hidden."
"This place needs to be not only hidden but also big enough for all of us to practice spells freely," Charlie added.
Alphard frowned and said, "How about I ask my sister? She's in third year now, she should know so secret spots."
Henry shook his head. "Better not. If your sister finds out we're looking for a hidden place, the whole of Slytherin will know in no ti."
Alphard scratched his head, looking a bit embarrassed. "You're right, Henry…"
Everyone fell silent, thinking hard about where in the castle they could find such a place.
Wade spoke up, "Leave this to . I'll find a suitable place."
The reason he said this was because he really had thought of a good location.
Hidden, spacious, and perfect for practicing spells? The best candidate was undoubtedly the Room of Requirent. This ti though, training inside would not be Dumbledore's army but his future army mbers! Muhahaha—ehm!
Ding! The host is thinking like a Dark Lord! 0.01 rit point!
Ding! The future Dark Lord, Tom, is surprised that you are really going to teach your friends! 2 rit Points.
Ah, this bacon was so tasty I relaxed my Occluncy shields a little.
Hmm.. even though it's the 30s, Hogwarts is very old, so the ROR should still be on the seventh floor in the left corridor of the castle.
Wade rembered where the Room of Requirent was supposed to be, though he hadn't yet visited it in person.
So, he needed to find so ti to search for its exact location.
Tom asked, "You've already thought of a good place, haven't you?"
"Oh, yeah. You could say that. I've only heard about the place in passing, but… I'll have to check it out in person first," Wade replied.
He had already decided that once he found the Room of Requirent, he'd imdiately let his friends know so they could gather there.
And if they asked why Wade knew of such a place? Heh~ Only the weak needed to explain themselves.
Don't ask—if asked, it's just sothing he happened to hear about.
"Let's do it tonight, then," Tom said, sounding a little impatient.
"I'm not taking you with—" Before Wade could respond, he heard soone speaking from behind him.
"Um… excuse , are you Wade Reynolds?"
Wade turned around and saw a round-faced girl with glasses looking at him with clear apprehension.
"Yes, that's . And you are? What can I do for you?" Wade replied with his usual gentle smile.
Unexpectedly, the girl shuddered as if frightened by him.
Everyone exchanged looks—this girl's nerves were sothing else…
"My… my na is Myrtle… Myrtle Elizabeth Warren… Please… please don't hurt !" Myrtle stamred incoherently.
"Pfft—"
Wade turned to look at Tom, who was barely holding back a laugh. "Tom, do you find this funny?"
"Yes, I do. Very funny. Because this is the first ti I've seen your charming smile fail," Tom replied with schadenfreude.
He'd seen many people, upon facing Wade's gentle smile, feel he was approachable and kind.
But now… Tom felt this Myrtle girl might be the first person besides himself who saw through that fake, gentle smile and caught a glimpse of Wade's true nature!
"Ha! Truly amusing," Wade shot Tom a glare, then turned back to Myrtle. "Miss Warren, you're the one who ca to , not the other way around. How did you arrive at the conclusion that I'd hurt you?"
"I… I just… well, people in your house say you're very scary… that just greeting you might get you hit with a nasty curse!" Myrtle shivered as she spoke.
"Well, for them, it's better that they think I'm scary, so… what exactly did you co to for?"
Now that she was sure Wade wasn't quite as terrifying as the rumors claid, Myrtle finally rembered why she'd co over in the first place. She hurriedly fished two slips of parchnt from her pocket.
"Th-these… these are from Professor McGonagall. She asked to bring them to you. They have your detention tis written on them…" Myrtle stamred.
Wade took the two slips of parchnt, utterly speechless. Was it really necessary to be this terrified, just to deliver two detention notices?
"Alright, thank you," Wade said politely, then handed Tom's slip over to him.
Myrtle didn't say another word, and bolted like a startled rabbit.
"Are all Ravenclaws this skittish?" Anne asked curiously.
"Normally, no… maybe she's just timid," Wade replied, glancing down at the parchnt. "Oh! Tom, looks like we won't be able to explore that place tonight. We've got detention, in the Forbidden Forest."
"Ugh… why do I have to serve detention with you? Professor Slughorn clearly said he'd cancel your punishnt, and you just had to insist on going to the Forbidden Forest," Tom grumbled in extre dissatisfaction.
"What are you saying? Weren't you the one who insisted on this? You said if they were going to punish , they'd better punish you too…"
Tom froze, and after a long pause, finally squeezed out a bitter curse.
"Fuck! I must have been thinking from my arse!"
"Language, Tommy boy!'
…
For most students, the Forbidden Forest was a place that could send chills down their spines.
After all, the Forbidden Forest was truly dangerous, and to make sure students were too frightened to sneak in, the school naturally described it as terrifyingly as possible.
So while the forest was indeed dangerous, it wasn't quite as horrifying as the school deliberately made it out to be.
However, most students didn't know this, and when Wade and Tom arrived at Mr. Ogg's wooden cabin, the few Slytherin students already waiting there—apart from the upper years who could still maintain so composure—looked like they were about to wet themselves from fear.
Since quite a few people were being punished this ti, the detentions were arranged in batches.
Tonight was Wade's group, and tomorrow it would be another batch.
They would have to accumulate enough visits to the Forbidden Forest to total a month before their detention could be considered complete.
Admittedly, it was an extrely severe punishnt.
But Wade could understand Professor McGonagall's thinking—perhaps she had long been dissatisfied with these students who loved to bully others.
"Good evening, André," Wade greeted one of the big upper-year boys.
André rely glanced at Wade and said nothing.
He didn't dare act too familiar with Wade in front of the others.
Moreover, with the Forbidden Forest looming ahead, his heart was far less steady than he let on.
Tom, walking beside Wade, felt a bit uneasy himself as he looked at the dark, dense forest.
Seeing Wade calmly looking around as if nothing was out of the ordinary, Tom couldn't help but ask, "You're really not afraid at all?"
"Afraid?" Wade looked at Tom, puzzled. "Going into the Forbidden Forest feels like going ho to . Are you scared when you go ho?"
"I.. don't have a ho," Tom replied coldly, as if trying to awaken whatever shred of conscience Wade might have, hoping to make him feel a bit of guilt.
"Hah, I didn't expect you to crack a fucking joke!"
"Now what's with your language, huh? Sigh, I really shouldn't expect you to have any conscience at all…"
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