The club recruitment activity in the auditorium ended like this.

December brought more snow and cold air. One morning, Felix discovered that the Black Lake had a thick layer of ice, enough to support hundreds of young wizards to skate and sled on it. Not far from the lake, there were students playing snowball fights around the stones on the shore and willows.

It was not just who created a big battle and used magic to create a ten-foot-high snowman. The snowman chased the students around. Felix stared at them for a long time before realizing that it was a student who was unfortunately hit by the sticky snow curse.

"Shi?"

Valen sat on his shoulder and looked into the distance, amazed at the lively scene on the Black Lake. It turned its head and looked at the Great Demon King, feeling itchy.

"Okay, don't forget to eat. I've been there all day today." Felix said, and Valen jumped happily and took out his equipment from his pocket. As a battle sniff, Valen was influenced by Felix, and coupled with the strong support of the Great Devil, or the evil spirit, the reputation of Valen gradually spread.

At this moment, it put on a small cloak for itself, picked out a gem wand of seven grains of rice in a row of exclusive wands, and slid down the window on the balcony. The small cloak spread behind it, rippling a halo, and flew towards the distance with Valen.

Valen waved his magic wand excitedly in the air. Under the shock of the magic power of a specific frequency, two gems, one blue and one blue, lit up. Snowmen sniffed and formed rapidly under the action of the magic power of the gem. They followed Valen in the air and rushed towards the Black Lake.

The students' exclamations and laughter came from afar. Felix was in a good mood. He packed up his things, went downstairs along the spiral stairs, passed the foyer, and walked towards the Potion Class office underground. He suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Do you dare to imagine? I miss Professor Glaplan a little. Hagrid actually bought the latest magic projector. I am really worried that the course in the future will become a button to teach Glopp how to adjust the projector." Ron walked in from outside with a kick and stuttering all the way, as if he had tripped, and his clothes were covered with snow.

"I advised him, but he thought everything was in control." Hermione's voice was slightly deformed. She held a snowman in her arms and sniffed.

"Miss Granger?"

Felix called them, Harry, Ron and Hermione stopped, and Hermione was startled. The snowman in her hand fell to the ground. The snowman jumped up and hit her a few times. "Ouch!" Hermione called out, watching the snowman sniffing out of the hall and chased the army away.

Felix couldn't help laughing.

Hermione blushed, "We saw Valen passing by the sky, and there were many on the ground... everyone else picked up..." she stammered.

Felix blinked, saying that Valen didn't fly far, and the army was intercepted by the little wizard of Hogwarts. He felt a little regretful that he had not seen that scene. Harry and Ron turned their heads and kept "grinding", and they had long wanted to laugh.

Hermione glared at them fiercely and asked stammeringly, "Professor? Is there anything wrong?"

"Ah, that's it," Felix put away his smile and took out a small pocket of gold coins and a piece of parchment from the ring. "The manuscript fee for "The New Interpretation of the Magic Text" has arrived. Please send it to the students according to the list..."

"Is it still five gallons per person?" Ron said impatiently.

"Yes, Weasley," Felix said, "I remember you published several articles under the name of "Front Watch Station"?"

"Yes." Ron said happily.

"Then you can have a happy Hogsmeade weekend," Felix said, turning his head to look at Harry who had been silent. "I saw the article you wrote, integrating the magical text "Sun Wheel" into the patron saint spell, making the patron saint stronger...the idea of ​​a genius."

Harry smiled and said, "I'll try it casually, don't you suggest that I have time to think about the patron saint spell? I used to focus most of my energy on brain closure. Now there is no need for this, so I will spend my time studying the patron saint."

"The scar hasn't hurt any more in the past two months?" Felix asked.

Harry nodded. He suddenly thought of something, "Professor, I have tried many ancient magical scripts, but only this one succeeded, and I have never figured out the reason..."

Felix thought for a while and said uncertainly: "I suggest you try more magical texts that tend to be more inclined toward spirit and will. After all, the guardian is the product of positive emotions."

Harry lowered his head and thought, Hermione suddenly realized and said, "So Harry was able to succeed because the magic text "Sun Wheel" symbolizes the dynamic ascent process, and also represents the change of will that is affected by magic..."

Felix nodded in praise.

"From this perspective, the 'Safety', 'Enthus', and even the 'Light' magic text you have learned can be tried. Well, when the Christmas holiday is over, I can go to your club to see..."

After Felix left, Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the professor did not talk to him about other topics. He has been avoiding meeting Professor Happ recently, and he was almost crazy. It was really the professor's review scene in early December that he was too tragic, which made him unwilling to think about it in his life.

If there is a spell that uses embarrassment to cast spells, Harry thinks he will surprise everyone.

I don't know who it was Harry seriously suspected that Snape placed the "Harry Potter Worship Club" in front of the "Forefront Watch Station", so he had to stand in a corner of the auditorium expressionlessly and listened to the Clivi brothers talking about the significance of the Harry Potter Worship Club in front of a group of professors. "Harry Potter is the bravest man I have ever seen. He fights the basilisk monsters and wits and mysterious people..." The Clivi brothers spoke in a high-pitched, continuous voice on the stage, like a duet. Harry leaned against the cold wall at the time, praying that he could fall into it, and it would be best if no one could find it.

At least he didn't have the courage to tell which of Snape, Sirius, and Professor Happ had a more exciting expression... Not to mention, all Harry's professors came to join in the fun that day, and he didn't know how he came here in the past two weeks.

"Harry, you can fry eggs on your face," Ron said at the time.

Even though this memory was really unbearable, Harry also obtained 120 Gallon funds for the "Front Watch Station". Hermione was jealous and only received 10 Gallon subsidies from her carefully prepared S.P.E.W. speech. Snape interrupted her speech very badly, "This is not the campaign site for the Minister of Magic, Miss Granger. If you want to realize even one-tenth of the idea, you have to wait until after graduation."

Hermione was so angry that she once fantasized about using a permanent paste curse to print the new slogan of Snape's office door. Even Harry and Ron, who had been dissatisfied with Snape, were startled and had to present facts and reason for several days.

In addition to a considerable amount of Jin Jialong, the members of the "Front Line Watch Station" had more than 50 members. For this reason, the school also gave them a spacious abandoned classroom as an activity area. Harry led all members to clean up for two days. Finally, they agreed that the Bing House is more suitable for the purpose of the Frontline Watch Station. Until later, Harry learned from Professor McGonagall that the house elves would help clean up the room, but because of insufficient staff, it was not their turn.

Hermione insisted on not letting the house elf help, and she said proudly: "I can clean up by myself." Ron joked: "Who said no, it's just a broom room anyway..." He paid the price for it, spending most of the afternoon on thick dust and stubborn paint.

But I was innocent and I didn't say anything sarcastic, so Harry couldn't help complaining.

There is another change.

Marfalda appeared at the 'front line observation station'. In fact, there were several new faces in the club that he had never thought of, such as the Greengrass sisters, who almost thought he could see Draco Malfoy.

Later, Mafalda told him that Malfoy had not even joined a club.

"He is ready to wait and see. This is the tradition of the Malfoy family, and he will not express his opinion easily..." Ron pointed out the truth incisively.

For Harry, Marfalda's change in attitude towards him was purely a surprise.

He privately speculated that it might be because he had defended her that day, that Marfalda finally gave up using small compositions to arrange her own actions. In her words, she was just "mature and wanted to do something more meaningful."

"In fact, it was just starting a campus gossip tabloid," said Fred, who also had a wide range of friends. "She filled in the news she got from thirty-seven clubs. It is said that the sales are good."

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

"Is it very popular?" Hermione asked in a complicated mood.

"Anyway, there are many people who contribute," George said. "There are also advertisements and those who send out the heat letter anonymously."

"You can't be one of them, are you?" Ron asked with his eyes slanted.

"We paid for two Sicos." Fred said indignantly at first, then exclaimed: "To be honest, I like her a little bit. This business is really good..."
Chapter completed!