HP: For a better world

After a short weekend, the prophecy has spread.

Wherever Winster went, people pointed at him and wondered if he was the protagonist of the prophecy or just happened to be there at the right time.

The prophecy and the awarding of the Order of Merlin, Second Class, happened at the same time, bringing about a shocking communication effect.

Before Monday, the Daily Prophet quickly added a section on prophecy analysis, inviting other wizards with some fame in divination and the drummer of the famous "Weird Sisters" band to conduct interviews.

Various titles are lumped together:

[Breakthrough, werewolves or salvation?] [The youngest potion master, a genius with unknown origins?]

[The formula of the solidifying potion is revealed! Mothers no longer have to worry about their children turning into werewolves] ?Please go to the "Pharmacist Shop" in Diagon Alley to buy the regular potion?

[Werewolf Savior! The new son of prophecy, talking about the mysterious man's private topic]

[Does the mysterious man have smelly feet? Count down the prophecies we have heard over the years] [Extremely popular! The latest lion jugglery in Diagon Alley]

[“SIPA” is open for recruitment! Werewolves no longer need to be afraid]? Note: SIPA stands for the Stabilized Identity Potion Association?? Werewolf job seekers please go to the Werewolf Registry of the Ministry of Magic?

[New song? "Weird Sisters" drummer Selway said the new song may be animal-themed] [Another explosion occurred in Germany, the Ministry of Magic called it an accident] [The danger level of the Statute of Secrecy has been reduced! The British saved America]

Luo Ou walked into the library holding a newspaper and saw Winster.

When he entered the library, Madam Pince was standing in the middle of the hall holding a feather duster, staring at the newcomers. Seeing Luou coming in with brisk steps, Madam Pince's sharp eyes suddenly glared at him.

Loou was just about to jump up to Winston with a newspaper in his hand to wake him up, but Winston, who was always easily engrossed in reading, suddenly lowered his head and shrank his neck, and his cheerful steps slowed down instantly.

He looked straight ahead and took a few steady steps forward.

Madam Pince then withdrew her eyes suspiciously.

"Why are you hiding here?" Seeing this, Luo Ou quickly slipped to sit next to Winster, picked up a book and put it in front of himself, and said quietly.

He peeped his head over the book and glanced at Madam Pince, who was angrily chasing away a group of chattering girls with a feather duster.

He turned around and said, "Why don't you sit in the corner?"

Winster hummed absentmindedly, his mind still not coming back to its senses.

Loial poked him with his hand.

"Ah? Oh, oh." Winster was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses. He glanced at the crowd that had just been driven away by Madam Pince with lingering fear, recalled Loial's question just now, and complained: "It's all because of the prophecy and the awarding of honors..."

Madam Pince was standing at the door, sternly refusing a girl who was trying to enter the library and asking her for a promise. Behind her, a group of girls who were obviously there to watch the fun were laughing and pointing at Winster.

After his attention shifted from the book, Winster could almost feel their naked gazes sweeping back and forth over him. Although there was no bad meaning, this kind of undisguised scrutiny from a small number of people gave Winster a headache and discomfort.

When there were more people around, he didn't need to distinguish the source of each gaze.

In that way, people's emotions are mixed together, and only the beautiful appearance can be seen.

Like now, he just felt like he was being watched like a monkey.

Moreover, his fame seemed to have spread beyond young wizards of his age or younger.

Now, there are still many senior witches coming to visit in groups. They block him in every corner of the school and ask him if he wants to find a girlfriend... When he looked over, a bold witch at the door waved at him and blew him a kiss seductively!

Winster stood up suddenly, grabbed Luo's collar and dragged him around to a bookshelf to block those people, who suddenly burst into laughter.

But there is no malicious intent.

Winster wiped his face numbly and said, "That's what you see. I feel like I'm being teased by them... What's even more unimaginable is that in these few days... there are even men who came up to me and asked about my sexual orientation... Oh my God..."

Loial was laughing so hard that his shoulders were shaking. He had been taking Jenny to Hogsmeade all weekend. He was so tired after the first night that he couldn't speak, but he was still full of enthusiasm to go on a date the next day.

So he didn't realize that Winster had been chased and blocked for two days.

"Oh... God..." Luo Ou laughed so hard that he fell down and couldn't speak: "Don't you like being famous? How come you are so popular now and it has become like this..."

Winston's face was wooden. "I think I will get used to it soon... If I keep going like this, I will be desensitized in less than three days... Even Harry is not so popular."

"Pfft," Luo Ou replied with a stifled laugh, "That's because Harry Potter became famous too early. He's like a little hero in a story. If he didn't think he was so handsome that he could outshine all the other competitors, who would dare to date him?...Besides, the lowest standard for seniors is to date a fourth-year student, and we weren't even that age before."

"I bet if you were willing to walk up to them and tell them you wanted to choose one of them as your girlfriend, they would probably be willing to let you walk up to them and pick one that satisfied you! You are a campus celebrity now, Winster!" Luo smiled and wiped away tears from his eyes. "They all want to prove that they can have the best one."

Winster sighed and changed the subject, "Tell me what you are going to do with me?"

"I brought you a newspaper. Who told you to close all the owl channels in advance?" Luo tapped Winster's hand with the newspaper and handed it to him.

"Thanks, Loial. By the way, I'll tell you something." Winster said without even looking up. "Mike and the others are planning to punish you in retaliation for kidnapping the only Slytherin beauty in our group. Be careful when you eat recently, and don't eat canary cookies."

"Ha," Luo Ou raised his eyebrows proudly, "They don't stand a chance! Jenny is already my girlfriend. Let those sour guys go back and fight even if they have the guts. It's Jenny's choice who she likes!"

The corners of Luo's mouth curled up wildly, looking a little silly.

The fight he was referring to was the dueling arena used for practicing fighting within the club.

Winster frowned and ran his fingers over the headlines of the newspapers one by one. The British wizarding world was so lively recently that all the events abroad were pushed to the back. People cared more about the Goblet of Fire, geniuses, and gossip than what happened in other countries.

What people care about most are the things happening around them that are closely related to themselves.

Winster's finger slid across the small words "Werewolf job seekers please go to the Werewolf Registration Office of the Ministry of Magic", and his eyebrows unconsciously frowned, vaguely worried about what the Ministry of Magic would do with this list. Being able to hire werewolves for work at a low price was already the greatest gift to werewolves in Lucius' opinion. He had never thought about how to make those awkward job seekers put down their worries.

Werewolves who had previously registered with the Werewolf Registry of the Ministry of Magic had suffered great harm afterwards because their identities had been made public.

Would the werewolves be worried about the recurrence of the incident? Winster thought, not wanting the Ministry of Magic to use this list to make trouble later. After preparing, he wrote a letter, suggesting that Lucius give all the tasks of recruiting werewolves to Lupin - he was originally recruited to let the werewolves let down their guard.

Let them manage themselves. Lupin would not sell the list to the Ministry of Magic with his morals... It was even more worrying that Lucius held the list of all the werewolves.

"Oh, right, Loo." Winster finished reading the newspaper and looked up. Loo took out a book called "Simple Care, Thirteen Dangers Frequently Occurring in Young Wizards" and flipped through it out of boredom.

As if he finally had a change of heart, Winster coughed and asked him, "Um...Loou, how long will it take for our club to recruit new members?"

Loial glanced from behind the book in surprise. "There's still half a month left," he said casually. "Professor McGonagall said that this year it will be postponed a little to allow visitors from the other two magic schools to appreciate the rich and colorful extracurricular activities of Hogwarts... So I guess it will have to wait until October this year, when all the schools are gathered."

"…Speaking of which, Professor McGonagall has asked every society and club to come up with some activities to attract everyone. Our funds are all pocket money contributed by everyone, and we mainly rely on your and Jenny's potions to ensure that we are not harmed. If we have any problems, we can easily find Madam Pomfrey. Do you have any ideas for recruiting new members?"

"No chatting or laughing in the library!" Madam Pince sent everyone away and came back to find them hiding and chatting here. She immediately raised her eyebrows and scolded them.

After reprimanding Luo, she turned her dissatisfied eyes to Winster and said with a straight face: "The library is a quiet place, sir, not a shield for you to take away all your troubles! If this happens again, I will have to ask you to leave, Mr. White."

Winster quickly apologized to Madam Pince, and before the news of his presence got out, he took Loial and ran away.