HP: For a better world

Winster closed the book, hurried out of the library, and excitedly prepared to go back to the dormitory to verify what he had just found.

But he almost bumped into Mrs. Norris at the door of the library, and found that because of the use of the time converter, he had completely lost the concept of day and night, and had to wander around at night trying to sneak back to the dormitory.

Fortunately, he had been constantly refreshing the duration of his invisibility spell in the library.

This allowed him to avoid Madam Pince's attempts to drive him away and stay in the library until late at night without being discovered.

Winster walked stealthily on his way back to the dormitory. Mrs. Norris seemed not to notice him at the door of the library. She was concentrating on rubbing her nose against her paw, as if she was licking her fur.

Winster cast an invisibility spell on himself in time, and at the same time turned the corner and walked towards the stairs.

"Who's there?" Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly sounded not far away. She was walking to the stairs leading to the fifth floor and vaguely heard the sound of Winston casting a spell.

"!"

Winster quickly held his breath and tiptoed back to the corner from which he had just leaned out - fortunately he was invisible.

Professor McGonagall was about to come forward with a glowing wand in hand.

The top of the stairs suddenly rotates and connects to the floor on the other side.

Professor McGonagall walked to the other side of the library.

Winster hid at the corner of the corridor with a book under his arm. As Professor McGonagall gradually moved away from him, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to risk being deducted points.

The stairs on the library side were no longer accessible, unless Winster dared to try and was caught on the spot by Professor McGonagall. Mrs. Norris and Filch were patrolling the corridor, so Winster had to take another route.

Winster did not light up his wand. Although the castle was dark, some moonlight still came in. The knight statues stood silently on both sides. Winster walked through the moonlight and went to the stairs leading from the library to the second floor. There was a trick trap staircase here. When Winster arrived at the second floor, he just saw Professor Sprout turning around and leaving.

Pomona Sprout is a professor of herbology.

Along the way, Winster discovered that the castle's alert level had been raised. Professor and Filch's patrol route almost completely surrounded the entrances and exits of all transfer floors, and even the secret passages were placed under alert spells.

When Winster walked to the Hufflepuff floor in the dark and was about to reach the Slytherin common room, Peeves suddenly walked up the stairs with a strange laugh, followed by a flickering candle flame behind him.

"Damn you, you thief's son of a thief!"

Filch chased after it furiously, and the candle flickered with his roar. Several times Winster thought it was about to go out, but it held on tenaciously and remained the only light in Filch's hand.

"Another disobedient student secretly brought excrement into school! Sooner or later I will ask Headmaster Dumbledore to inspect their damn dormitories! I will teach them a lesson with a whip -"

Peeves laughed and somersaulted in the air, imitating the sound of paper fireworks being fired, which scattered a shower of rotten vegetable leaves.

Humming a half-melodiest tune, he flew out of the stairs, stood in the air and tap danced to provoke Filch.

"Haha~ Great prank!"

Filch roared with all his might and chased after him quickly:

"Damn Peeves, I'm going to kick you out of school!"

He ran so fast that Winster almost collided with him head-on.

After walking a few more steps, a strong stench came out.

"Ugh." The door of a classroom here was half covered with dung, and there was also a line of words written crookedly, which read [Filch stinks]. Winster was almost in tears because of the irritation. This classroom seemed to be a small classroom used by senior students to brew potions.

After Peeves's smearing, I'm afraid Filch will have to clean the classroom overnight.

Dung eggs are a kind of magical stink bomb. Simply cleaning it up cannot completely remove the stubborn stench. It must be combined with special cleaning potions, otherwise the stench will linger around the corridor all day long.

Tomorrow morning, Slytherin and Hufflepuff students will definitely be the first to receive Peeves' enthusiasm.

There is no doubt about it - the dung egg in Peeves' hand was definitely provided by the Weasley twins. The only source of items for Peeves' original pranks is the Hogwarts kitchen.

They were moldy bread and rotten eggs, with rotten vegetable leaves and broken fruit peels in between. Winster had witnessed it with his own eyes. Peeves snatched them away in front of him in the kitchen. The screams of the house-elves only stimulated it to snatch the things with a strange laugh.

Winster vomited again, took out a small bottle of transparent blue liquid from his pocket and sprayed it into the air a few times. The stench immediately dissipated for the most part, at least allowing Winster to walk through the corridor without feeling nauseous.

Back in the dormitory, Winster opened the "Complete Book of Norse Mythology" which he brought back from the library. This was the latest book on Norse mythology published more than ten years ago.

You know, every time Winster went to ask Aragog about the function of spider silk, Aragog would use the excuse that he was still an egg when he was in Hagrid's hands, and confidently said that when the wizard created the Acromantula, he attached great importance to their spider silk. As for the function? Sorry, goodbye, I don't know three times in a row, which made Winster very angry.

If Winster hadn't been unsure that he could do something right under Hagrid's nose, he would have wanted to poison the potion provided to Hagrid.

Every time he comes up with a new excuse, although it seems that just thinking of these reasons has exhausted the brain capacity of the Acromantula, and the excuses are more clumsy than the last.

But Winster was indeed trying to get lucky because he lacked a neutralizer for the potion he wanted.

Snape refused to help again, telling him that Winster had to take this step himself. But he still told Winster that the silk of the eight-eyed giant spider was recorded in alchemy.

Winster seized on this idea and researched for a long time, even asking several sixth-grade students who had chosen alchemy. He found the alchemy professor and learned that spider silk is mainly woven into webs, and that the silk of the Acromanthus spider is suitable for weaving clothes because of its flexibility and magic conduction. It is even more dangerous because of the swarms of Acromanthus spiders, so it is gradually replaced by other better materials - which have nothing to do with potions.

Winster had no choice but to search back through history, from the Greek god of fire to the runes of Odin, to Norse mythology, and finally found Loki.

Not the spider goddesses that symbolize life and reproduction in ancient mythology, nor the potion experiments that put shrunken spiders into crucibles. But the records that are actually related to spider silk and spider webs.

This book, which was placed in the library by someone unknown, says:

[Loki, the god of mischief, is often thought to be related to "Logi (fire)", a root word used to denote things that form closures or loops, such as tangles and locks.

Note: In mythology, Loki once made a fishing net to deceive the gods and trap them in danger. It is also a metaphor for spiders, because they can also make webs like Loki.]

There was also a line of small notes next to it, with the font flying wildly. Winster had to work hard to barely understand what he wrote.

So spider webs carry the meaning of deception.

Two identities, the detached exterior and interior, deception and protection, expulsion. The meaning is almost completely connected together, but I don't know whether it can achieve the effect that Winster wants.

If successful, the effect that can be achieved should be that as long as you are cursed, you can expel the curse by drinking the potion in advance.

This will be a curse-breaking potion similar to a universal antidote. Winster created it in the hope that it could be used as a vaccine base for future werewolf curses.

……

"Why is your name called the Cooperative Society?" Professor McGonagall examined the club application in front of her from behind her glasses.

"The reasons are all written above, Professor." Winster said eloquently, "We plan to set up a mutual aid group to help members of the club help each other in an excellent place and learn magic better. In fact, we originally planned to apply for a club that would be more suitable for us, but..."

"I have checked your club application, Mr. White." Professor McGonagall sat behind her desk, pushing up her glasses and said seriously, "You are not allowed to apply for the club because in the past few decades, serious accidents have occurred in clubs that were established without approval. So after Headmaster Dumbledore took office, he changed the rules and cancelled the right of students to apply for clubs at will. Now, clubs like the Gobstone Club have a long history and have support groups both inside and outside the school. This allows us to ensure that it is safe."

She explained, the glow of a fire in the fireplace illuminating the winter day.

"…It's great that you want to help students who are in trouble, but because your club has the requirement of studying magic, you must have an advisor to oversee the safety of your club activities. I think you have been notified."

"Yes," Winster nodded, took out a signed piece of parchment and handed it to Professor McGonagall.

"It was Professor Snape who guaranteed it. He is willing to be the guiding professor of our club."

Winster saw an iron stick standing upright on the mahogany desk in front of her, on which were parchments with various signatures, and a piece of red ink pad beside her.

Professor McGonagall took the parchment and examined it carefully.

After a while, it seemed that there were no more problems with the procedure. Professor McGonagall raised her head with satisfaction and looked at Winster softly: "You are well prepared, Mr. White. I will notify Filch to prepare the approved mobile classroom for you. You can go and have a look in advance. It is in Classroom 11 next to the auditorium on the first floor." She opened the drawer and took out a seal with the Hogwarts school emblem on it. She pressed it on the name that Winster and the others had come up with together, and approved Winster's application.

I saw it read:

——[Magic Cooperation Society]

Luo and Michael were sitting in a corner of the lounge doing their homework. The dark atmosphere was dotted with gorgeous candlelight. The shimmering light from the window seemed to describe unknown patterns on the marble floor.

Luo felt the coin next to him getting warm, so he took it out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

McCar gathered around to watch.

The snake face with a gold border and silver bottom opened its eyes and swam to the edge of the coin like a living creature, circling the changes on the line of numbers engraved on it:

[01011 Castle center]

"Classroom 11 on the first floor of the castle center," Luo Ou smiled, "Our club activity location has been approved!"

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Winster couldn't wait to contact Luo and the others with the commemorative coins in his hand, and told them the good news that the club's activity classroom had been approved - classroom No. 11 next to the auditorium.

It was an empty classroom, filled with worn-out tables, chairs and benches, and few students went in there.

Winster was still a little worried, but Luo and the others were very happy. They happily brought a bunch of their favorite decorations to decorate this small base that would belong to them.

Winster took the key and opened the door.

Although there are house-elves performing daily maintenance on the rooms of the castle, this classroom seems to have been used as a storage room, filled with messy and worn-out tables and chairs.

Winster saw that several tables were missing a leg for some reason and were covered with gray velvet.

Luoou brought a felt-bottomed memo board and hung it behind the door. He embroidered the names of six people with golden thread, and at the top was the following: [Magic Cooperation Society]

Colen brought a semi-curved three-layer bookcase, which contained several novels he was reading, and Mike added a few books on dragon-raising precautions.

Carl picked out a few intact tables and chairs from the worn-out ones and put them aside, and asked the house-elves to clear out the rest.

Jenny was the happiest. She first opened all the windows of the empty classroom, bringing in the smell of wind and snow. She then ran to the other end of the classroom and placed many flower pots on the table chosen by Carl. The pots were filled with dill, dandelions and peppermint, which were poking out tiny buds in the unnatural season.

The snow is still falling.

"The dormitory is almost full of space for them. After learning the growth spell, they grow very fast." Jenny said happily, pouring some fertilizer into the flowerpot. I don't know if it's Winster's illusion, but the plants in the flowerpot have become more energetic.

Then Winster saw that they had decorated the other side of the classroom, so he walked to the empty half of the classroom.

This place was specially cleared out and used as a place for magic practice.

Originally they were planning to make a long table-shaped dueling arena, which was the most formal and standardized one-on-one duel.

But Winster thought that this club was originally established to preserve traces of the original owner's existence and to help Luo Jenny and others master the spell faster and gain the ability to protect themselves.

In this way, even when Voldemort was resurrected and ruled the British wizarding world, their stronger magical abilities would be able to help them avoid persecution.

Therefore, what they need is not a serious and rigid one-on-one duel, but a many-to-one or many-to-many battle in a wide venue, and avoidance mainly to protect themselves.

Finally, they agreed to use a semicircular duel arena to make it easier for the instructor or Winster who was watching to come to the rescue.

So Winster waved his wand and used the power to change rooms given to them by Professor McGonagall, causing the ground to bulge and expand, forming a crude semicircular dueling platform that was more than twenty inches higher than the surrounding area.

"Well... it's a little high, just missing a staircase." Winster said, waving his hand again and scattering some vine seeds.

The growth spell made it sprout, grow, bloom, and flourish. It also extended tiny but tough vines to string together several wooden planks to serve as steps for club members in need to go up and down.

This is their little world.