Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior

Sean watched Jovic being forced into the toilet cubicle by Snape, and felt amused in his heart. It was so unreliable for Keith to find a backer.

After that night, Keith really didn't appear in front of him. Even when he was having dinner in the auditorium, Keith deliberately avoided Sean.

After a day of classes, Sean finally had time to make a Muggle experience potion.

After curfew, he slipped into the girls' bathroom on the second floor with the Marauder's Map.

Myrtle was sitting on the sink, looking playfully at Sean who was fiddling with the cauldron.

"Myrtle, you won't tell, will you?" Sean looked at Myrtle awkwardly.

"Hmph, another boring thing." Myrtle jumped into the toilet bored and left the bathroom.

She has been a ghost here for more than 50 years, and she has no interest in reading the secrets that the students came here to do.

During the day, Sean repeatedly deduced the process of making the potion in class, and now he understands all the steps clearly.

Sean carefully put the materials into the crucible, boiled and stirred, and when eleven kinds of materials were used up, an hour had passed.

Sean held the ampoule in his hand, which contained the Thestral saliva obtained the day before yesterday. According to the steps in the recipe, it should be added in two parts after the crucible boiled for three minutes.

"Gah, it was almost ruined." Sean rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When Sean added the Thestral saliva, because he was a little nervous, he almost poured all the Thestral saliva into it.

After completing the N.E.W.T level Muggle experience potion, Sean looked at the dark red viscous liquid in the crucible, and swallowed subconsciously.

"do my best."

Holding his breath, Xiao En picked up the crucible and poured down the red liquid in one gulp. In the next second, his mouth, throat and abdomen felt like being burned by fire, and the crucible slipped from his hand with a bang.

Sean ran to the toilet and retched intermittently. Cold sweat spread from his forehead to his whole body. He knelt on the ground and hugged his abdomen, the veins on his neck bulged, and his face was flushed.

He wanted to call out, but he couldn't.

After about five minutes, the burning sensation stopped. Sean panted heavily. He stood up while supporting his legs, walked to the sink and washed his face.

At this time, he saw the snake pattern engraved on the faucet, and unconsciously took two steps back.

"I'm a pure blood, scare myself." Sean thought.

This bathroom is the entrance to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. The Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets roams around Hogwarts through various channels in the school. Fortunately, no one opens the door of the Chamber of Secrets now, and the Basilisk will not come out to make trouble.

Sean took out his wand and tried to build a magical framework for the Levitation Charm, but he felt that he couldn't use the magic power at all now, which shows that the Muggle experience potion was successful.

Sean didn't have time to pack the cauldron, so he hurriedly walked towards the library. The library is open, and the door is not locked at night. Otherwise, Sean, who has no magic power, can't even use the unlocking spell, and I'm afraid he will be stopped outside the door up.

Sean walked through the public library area and walked straight to the restricted area. He took a deep breath and walked forward slowly. His right toe stepped over the red line separating the restricted area and the public library area, followed by his right calf.

Sean knew he had succeeded, he quickly crossed the red line and entered the restricted area.

"Devils of the Fifteenth Century, The Famous Fire Eater." Sean looked at the titles on the bookshelf and read, "Where is Occlumency?"

Sean looked over row by row, quickly scanning the titles, when a somewhat familiar title appeared in front of his eyes.

""Advanced Dark Arts"? The one that Tom Riddle read back then?" Sean took the book from the shelf.

Voldemort, who was still in the third grade at the time, entered the restricted area to read materials with the permission of Professor Horace Slughorn. It was from this book that he learned how to make Horcruxes.

"Huh? It seems that these pages were torn by Voldemort that year." Sean flipped through the pages, and it was obvious that five pages had been torn inside.

Sean put the book back and continued to search for Occlumency books. Half an hour later, he finally saw "Occlumency" on the second floor of the sixth shelf.

"There is still an hour and a half, copy it down quickly."

Sean took out the notebook and quill from his robe. He wasn't sure if the books in the restricted area were enchanted, so he didn't dare to take the books out, so he could only finish copying the books in the restricted area.

Without the magic power, "Quick Notes" could not be used. For the first time since entering this world, Sean wrote a book. There were nearly fifteen pages about Occlumency. Sean walked out of the restricted area before the effect of the Muggle experience potion disappeared.

For the next few days, Sean went to get out of class and studied Occlumency after class. This magic is very complicated, not to mention the magic framework. In terms of the application of emotions, Sean is the first time he has seen such a difficult magic.

"Is this to create a false memory space in the brain? Use real emotions to make it more realistic? I can still think of ways to work with the magic frame, how about emotional decoration?"

Sean lowered his hair in a daze, and Professor Flitwick, who was teaching Charms, called Sean's name.

"Sean, please demonstrate for everyone."

Sean raised his head in a daze, and Cassius reminded from the side, "Luminescent flickering, this class teaches fluorescent flickering."

Sean nodded and said to Professor Flitwick, "Okay, Professor."

Sean performed a "fluorescent flash" extremely skillfully, and Professor Flitwick smiled at him very satisfied.

After the charm class was over, Cassius approached him and asked, "Sean, are you ready for the flying lesson this afternoon?"

"Flying lessons? What is it already Thursday?" Sean asked in surprise.

After getting the Occlumency surgery on Monday night, Sean's time passed very quickly. He was immersed in his own world, and he didn't pay attention to what class he had this week, and the professors in the class didn't pay attention either. He, after all, was an extremely good top student.

After the herbal medicine class in the afternoon, it was the flying class that caused Sean a headache. Last week, Sean had been looking for a chance to practice broomsticks, but it seemed that his week was busier than others' month.

"Well, I'm ready, I'm ready to fail the flight class." Sean said helplessly.

In the eight subjects in the first grade, Sean can get seven excellent, but the flight course will become the most eye-catching score on his report card.

At 3:30 in the afternoon, Sean sat alone on the grass, looking at the students who were riding brooms hovering in the sky. He looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, and an inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart.

"Am I so good? It's all taken off, and I'm just sitting here."

Sean tried to fly again just now, but fell off the broom again, causing the students to laugh and laugh.

"No, I have to invent a flying magic, and I have to take off without a broom." Sean made up his mind to develop the magic himself, in order to avenge his shame.