HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

Ender and Remus had been spending a lot of time in the library lately.

They had a new idea for the chat tool they had conceived before, and the chat tool was basically completed, but they had not yet figured out how to inject the magic into it.

They can sense the magic within their bodies and feel it flowing when they cast spells, but magic is like consciousness and exists only invisibly.

It's strange to ask them to extract something like consciousness from their bodies...

"If you want to use that analogy, I feel like we are making a Horcrux."

Behind a shelf in the library, Ender spoke to Remus in a low voice. When he mentioned a certain word, he even looked around and made sure that no one else was around before mumbling it out.

"We are not that evil."

Remus was disgusted by this comment. He tried to find another way to describe what they were doing, but after thinking hard for a long time, he found that Ender's metaphor was very intuitive and vivid.

He pleaded, "Please, don't say that about yourself, okay?"

"Okay." Ander answered quickly and decisively, for no other reason than that he suddenly realized that he was powerless to make up for the fact that he had scolded himself.

The two men looked as ugly as if they had eaten ten kilograms of slugs. They stood there holding a book, unable to understand why someone would hate them so much and call them Voldemort:(

After a long time, Ender finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he suggested ending today's exploration plan here, otherwise he would think about this matter all day long, and it would really become his nightmare.

He looked outside melancholy. Look at the blue sky, white clouds and sunshine. No one would want to make this a bad day.

This time Remus agreed - in a positive way.

He closed the book and walked to the back row of bookshelves. When he came back after putting the books away, he saw Ender hiding behind the bookshelf with only his head sticking out, listening to something intently.

Remus stepped forward, and Ender was kind enough to make room for him.

The two of them started having fun playing stacking games.

After a while, Ander couldn't help but say, "Tsk, they stopped talking when you came."

Remus had just withdrawn from the unsightly position he was hiding in between Ender and the bookshelf, and when he heard these words out of the blue, he was almost laughing out of anger. Not hearing anything was disappointing enough, but in the end he was inexplicably blamed.

He retorted, "Are you a child?"

"Am I wrong?" Ander wondered.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this." Remus raised his hands helplessly in surrender. "Why don't you tell me what interesting thing you heard? Do you want to involve me?"

"James and Black are in medical treatment."

"Blake?"

"Because I only heard Blake, not the name..."

It doesn’t matter if you didn’t hear the name, the important thing is that James Potter and Black entered the Hospital Wing!

There are quite a few students visiting the medical wing every day. Burning their eyebrows and hair due to reciting a spell incorrectly is considered a good thing. Even worse is that some people lose their bones inexplicably.

Ender had once had the pleasure of meeting that man, a Ravenclaw.

When the Ravenclaw saw Ender walk into the medical wing, he instantly put away his painful expression and smiled instead. His eight glowing white teeth almost blinded Ender's eyes.

"Are you here to visit me? Oh, I knew it." The man took out a notebook and a pen from his pocket with a look of seeing through everything, but his one arm - let's just call it one arm for now, after all, it looks soft - was completely powerless, which made it extremely difficult for him to hold things.

Ender saw how hard he was moving and couldn't help but help him. When he put the pen and notebook into the man's hand, Ender asked, "What are you going to write? A paper? You Ravenclaws are really--"

"It seems you can't wait. Oh, my loyal fan, I know you are worried about me, but I have to say that it's just a minor injury and I will be able to heal it myself soon."

The man didn't listen to what Ender said. After getting what he wanted, he started writing quickly. "I've already told Madam Pomfrey how I got hurt. Don't be surprised. It's just a small favor for a Hufflepuff. Yes, she was unfortunately attacked by a vicious Kneazle. She fell down in panic, and I bravely pulled her to the ground. Then, this is what you see now. She just came to visit me before you came. 'Girod Lockhart', it's written, your signature--"

“My fans.”

"What?!" Ender jumped up, quickly retreated two meters, and shouted, "Are you crazy? Come on! Madam Pomfrey——"

"Don't be shy, I know yours, Andrick Hopps from Gryffindor, right?" The man who seemed to be mentally ill in Ender's eyes did not stop. He touched his bangs and said proudly, "I know yours, you and your sister are very famous. I didn't expect that there would be a Hopps who is my fan - oh, no, this is not surprising, I have a good relationship with Sylvia Hopps, and her brother is my fan. This is not surprising."

Ender couldn't quite tell whether the man was talking to himself or to him, but he didn't want to stay here for even a second! He turned and left, even planning to ask Snape for some emetic potion. This feeling of having something stuck in his throat was really uncomfortable.

"Ha, that's right, she likes me too, I'm just too shy, and she lets her brother come visit me - oh, lovely girl!"

"Bam—"

Ender flashed to Lockhart's bedside, pounded his fist on the pillow beside the golden head, grabbed the latter's collar with one hand, and looked at him fiercely.

"My sister can't possibly like you." Ander gritted his teeth and said, "Don't make me wash your mouth clean."

After saying that, he let go of Lockhart's collar, threw him back, and walked away without looking back.

All that was left were feathers all over the sky and Lockhart, hiding behind the feathers with a terrified look on his face.

.........

"What are you thinking about?" Remus poked Ender who was in a daze.

"Something disgusting."

Thinking of this, Ender didn't want to go to the hospital wing so much anymore.

But in the end, the evil desire to see his friend embarrassed himself prevailed. He and Remus looked at each other and immediately understood each other's intentions.

The two people with bad intentions quickly evacuated the library and ran towards the medical wing.

Pushing open the door of the hospital wing, Ender found no one inside. He went to ask Madam Pomfrey, but only got the news that they seemed to have gone to the Quidditch field.

"Do you still want to go?"

"of course."