RNP Chapter 575 SDA
Chapter 575 SDA
Chapter 575 SDA
Harry never considered himself a weak person.
Although he admitted that he had many flaws—impulsiveness, recklessness, and stubbornness—and even what Snape often said—"arrogance"?—none of these were related to weakness.
Moreover, he dared to call Voldemort by his full name. Few wizards in the wizarding world would dare to do that. Most wizards would tremble with fear just hearing that name.
But today, his thinking has wavered a bit.
Especially when Harry helped Siren put his arm back on for the twenty-fifth time, his desire to learn Apparition dropped to its lowest point—at least he didn't want Siren to teach him anymore.
Which normal wizard would divide himself into at least "three parts" every time he Apparates?
When Harry first saw Siren leave his head, left hand, and right foot in place, with the rest of his body three feet away, the hairs on his body stood on end, and his neck throbbed with pain.
If he didn't know they were practicing Apparition, he could believe they were performing some kind of evil ritual.
There must be a more formal way to use this magic. Harry figured he'd better wait until sixth grade to learn with other students.
"Sirlen, are you sure you're really okay?" Harry asked with some concern after using up another whole bottle of White Dense Essence.
Xilun shook his head and walked to a seat near the door.
Although the split bodies created by Apparition do not cause any pain, repeated use can inevitably lead to some discomfort.
The main reason was that Xilun hadn't expected Apparition to be so difficult under magical interference. He was now exuding a scent of citrus mixed with earth, much like a human-shaped white succulent.
"Alright, let's stop here for today," Siron said, glancing at the time; lunchtime was still about half an hour away. He then turned to Harry beside him and asked, "Didn't you want to learn Apparition? How's it going?"
"Oh, no, no," Harry hurriedly shook his head and said, "I suddenly remembered that I still have a lot of homework to finish. I'll skip it for today."
Although Siren thought Harry looked a little strange, as if he was afraid of something, she didn't think much of it.
Fifth graders already have a lot of homework, and with the 0.WL exam getting closer, the amount of homework has increased even more, so it's normal that they can't finish it all.
After a short rest, the two left the Room of Requirement. Before closing the door, Harry made sure to memorize the location, planning to show it to Hermione when she returned from Hogsmeade.
After leaving the Room of Requirement and passing through two corridors, you'll reach the Gryffindor common room, which is quite close.
However, since it was Hogsmeade Day, the students, tired of Umbridge's various educational programs, were eager to relax, so there weren't many people in the common room, with only a few lower-year students whispering in a corner.
Even at lunchtime, the auditorium was quieter than usual, with only a few people sitting at each long table.
There were very few people in the teachers' section, but Umbridge still appeared in her seat on time as always, with a standard fake smile on her face, like a mask.
After she appeared, Siron and Harry instantly lost their appetites and immediately got up and left. Many others did the same, making the already sparsely populated Great Hall even more deserted.
Harry had to do his homework in the afternoon, so Siren didn't go to the Room of Requirement to practice Apparition anymore. Instead, he went to the Prefectural Hall on the sixth floor to take a shower, hoping to wash away the smell of white powder on his body.
As the champion of the Triwizard Tournament, Sheren enjoys the same treatment as the prefects at Hogwarts, and naturally has access to the prefects' private bathrooms.
I have to say, being a prefect at Hogwarts is really great; just being able to use this bathroom is worth it.
The entire room was made of snow-white marble, with a sunken bathtub in the center, almost the size of a swimming pool, surrounded by about a hundred gold faucets, each with a handle inlaid with gemstones of different colors.
Xilun turned on the tap, and inside there was not only hot water with white steam rising from it, but also various colored bubble bath liquids.
One of the dragon heads can spew out pink and blue bubbles as big as Quake balls. If you pop one, it will emit a beautiful song like a mermaid.
The dragon head next to it is filled with dense white foam, allowing people to lie on it as if they are lying in thick clouds.
But perhaps because too much styrax essence was used, neither the foam nor the lather could completely wash away the citrus scent on Celeste; it only made the scent a little lighter.
About an hour later, Siren returned to the common room. Just then, Hermione also returned from Hogsmeade.
She seemed very happy, and upon seeing Siren, she immediately waved a piece of parchment in her hand and exclaimed, "It's done! Cedric has agreed to form the SDA with me!"
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"What?"
"SDA," Hermione said, "is an abbreviation for Defense Against the Dark Arts, a student-led class, and I only found out today that I'm not the only one who thinks that way."
"What, does he think so too?" Xilun asked.
“No, I should say he’s already been doing that,” Hermione said. “Ever since Umbridge turned Defense Against the Dark Arts into a reading class, he’s been secretly teaching those who really want to learn defense magic.”
"So when I told Cedric my idea, he immediately agreed and gave me a lot of helpful advice."
Hermione became more and more excited as she spoke, her eyes even sparkling.
Ron seemed a little unconvinced and muttered something under his breath.
But he had to admit that Cedric had indeed done a lot, and his advice had been very helpful.
"Like this." Hermione placed the parchment in her hand on the table.
The parchment is blank, but if you look closely, you'll find a very complex magic rune in the lower right corner.
"What is this?" Harry asked.
"A magical contract, to protect the SDA from Umbridge's discovery," Hermione said. "That's the bare minimum. Many Slytherins support Umbridge, and who knows if any of her spies have infiltrated."
"I was still hesitant about what kind of punishment to use to deter those with ulterior motives, but Cedric thought we didn't have to do that."
"He provided a confidentiality agreement that anyone who signed the parchment could not disclose anything related to the SDA."
"Like the Faithful Charm?" Harry asked.
"Pretty much. Although our confidentiality agreement is certainly not as complicated as the Loyalty Spell, it's sufficient."