Chapter 230: The Ripple Effect
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Chapter 230: The Ripple Effect
The crowd dispersed, but young wizards and witches continued discussing the topic of the Mirror of Couples with enthusiasm. In a corner of the common room, Harry pondered, "Fred and George must have drawn inspiration from Muggle telephones. For now, it only allows one-on-one communication."
"That's like the dropped call I made to you during the holidays... a telephone?" Ron remarked. "Such a weird word!"
Harry recollected, "You were shouting so loudly back then, I thought you believed you were talking across half a Quidditch pitch and were afraid the other side couldn't hear you."
"I got you into trouble that time. It was your uncle's voice on the other end," Ron admitted hesitantly.
"Yeah, after he hung up, he scolded me fiercely and nearly shoved me back into the cupboard," Harry said nonchalantly.
Ron and Hermione exchanged worried glances. Hermione exclaimed indignantly, "Your family is really terrible!"
Harry shrugged, "It's the only place I can go during the summer, luckily it's just two months, and when I come of age, I can move out."
Suddenly, Ron suggested, "How about spending your summer directly at the Burrow? The Quidditch World Cup is next summer. My dad can get tickets through his Ministry connections."
Harry's heart skipped a beat, "Could I?"
"It's not like it's the first time. My parents will welcome you for sure, and Ginny, of course..." Ron trailed off.
Harry's mood brightened. Even not being able to go to Hogsmeade for the weekends seemed unimportant now. "I bet the Dursleys will let me go, especially after what I did to Aunt Marge."
Hermione thought for a moment and added, "Harry, considering where the Dursleys live, it's not far from London. You're also welcome to visit my home. By then," she grinned, "my parents and I can introduce you as the wizard lad Mick."
"What's that?" Harry inquired.
"The main character of a magical comic book series from the wizarding world," Hermione explained.
"Why have I never heard of it?" Ron looked at her suspiciously.
"Because it's just been published recently. I ordered it from Flourish and Blotts a couple of days ago," Hermione hurried to her dormitory and returned shortly, holding a stack of books that she slammed onto the small round table with a thud.
Harry played with the books. One was obviously quite hefty, titled "Magic in the Muggle World." The rest were a series of comic books, slightly thinner but larger in size. The cover depicted an amusement park, and a young wizard boy peeked curiously at the entrance. The title read, "The Adventures of Young Wizard Mick."
Ron eyed the thick book with trepidation, not daring to touch it. He casually opened one of the comic books and was soon engrossed. "Wow, this is really interesting!"
Harry noticed the author's name on the cover: Felix Harp. "Is this Professor Harp's work?" he exclaimed, amazed. It was hard to imagine Professor Harp creating a comic book.
He thought he might be mistaken and subconsciously opened the hefty book, "Magic in the Muggle World." It was filled with tiny text and various illustrations, enough to make his head spin.
This was definitely Professor Harp's style! Ron closed his comic book and examined the lower right corner of the cover. "It is! And look, L.C.A. Comic Publishing, Merlin's beard, that's my favorite publishing house!" Ron danced with excitement, only to notice that Harry and Hermione were staring at him blankly.N0v3lRealm was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B1n.
"Oh, and this is the list for the Rune Club. Also, these coins. I need you to distribute them to the students on the list. You can ask Percy Weasley for help; he's the head of the student council."
Hermione had no objections. She just looked at the pile of bronze Knuts, each with a serpent crest, and couldn't help picking up one to examine closely. "These are Heating Knuts?"
"Exactly, I made a little modification. Fred and George gave me the idea. They can heat up and display messages." Felix explained, "The date for the first club meeting hasn't been set yet. My schedule has been quite packed recently. It might have to wait until mid-November."
Hermione nodded, getting ready to collect the list and coins. But when she saw the names of Draco Malfoy, Daphne Greengrass, and Pansy Parkinson, she couldn't help but furrow her brow.
Felix turned to Harry and gestured, "Potter, come over here!"
Harry walked over to where Hermione was waiting by the door and looked somewhat apprehensive at Professor Harp. He still had to finish his essay, and he hoped he wouldn't be asked about it now.
Luckily, Felix didn't bring up the essay. He whispered, "Harry, do you still have that Sneakoscope with you?"
Harry took out the Pocket Sneakoscope from his pocket, and Felix took it, saying, "Wait a moment." He then tapped the Sneakoscope with his wand repeatedly. Soon, Felix extracted a thin thread from the Sneakoscope and quickly attached it to a Galleon.
"What's this?" Harry looked surprised.
"It's a form of synchronization magic," Felix explained. "Once the Pocket Sneakoscope is triggered, I'll immediately receive a notification, no matter where you are."
Harry understood. Professor Harp was concerned about his safety, much like Mr. Weasley. Mr. Weasley had sent a letter a while back, seriously criticizing the trio's attempts to uncover Sirius Black's secrets, deeming it "reckless, unnecessary behavior; it's best to stay safe and sound within the school."
Comparatively, he preferred Professor Harp's approach. At least he wasn't planning on locking himself up.
In the following days, the young wizards welcomed the first Hogsmeade weekend of the new school year, and many of them had a wonderful time.
For instance, the Weasley twins went to Zonko's Joke Shop and bought a batch of Stink Pellets. They jokingly said, "Without these cute little smelly companions that emit odors, we'd feel uneasy and lost..." "Seeing Fred and George without them feels like something's missing."
The Halloween feast was also splendid, with the castle's ghosts putting on a flawless performance. But soon, all the young wizards' attention was drawn to the upcoming first Quidditch match.
On the first Saturday of November, thunder roared, the wind howled, and the rain poured down.
I just realized there's a second patron. Happy about that. Thanks to the patron who's not seeing Moonlight Dyes the Twilight Sky for the support.
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Chapter 230: The Ripple Effect
The crowd dispersed, but young wizards and witches continued discussing the topic of the Mirror of Couples with enthusiasm. In a corner of the common room, Harry pondered, "Fred and George must have drawn inspiration from Muggle telephones. For now, it only allows one-on-one communication."
"That's like the dropped call I made to you during the holidays... a telephone?" Ron remarked. "Such a weird word!"
Harry recollected, "You were shouting so loudly back then, I thought you believed you were talking across half a Quidditch pitch and were afraid the other side couldn't hear you."
"I got you into trouble that time. It was your uncle's voice on the other end," Ron admitted hesitantly.
"Yeah, after he hung up, he scolded me fiercely and nearly shoved me back into the cupboard," Harry said nonchalantly.
Ron and Hermione exchanged worried glances. Hermione exclaimed indignantly, "Your family is really terrible!"
Harry shrugged, "It's the only place I can go during the summer, luckily it's just two months, and when I come of age, I can move out."
Suddenly, Ron suggested, "How about spending your summer directly at the Burrow? The Quidditch World Cup is next summer. My dad can get tickets through his Ministry connections."
Harry's heart skipped a beat, "Could I?"
"It's not like it's the first time. My parents will welcome you for sure, and Ginny, of course..." Ron trailed off.
Harry's mood brightened. Even not being able to go to Hogsmeade for the weekends seemed unimportant now. "I bet the Dursleys will let me go, especially after what I did to Aunt Marge."
Hermione thought for a moment and added, "Harry, considering where the Dursleys live, it's not far from London. You're also welcome to visit my home. By then," she grinned, "my parents and I can introduce you as the wizard lad Mick."
"What's that?" Harry inquired.
"The main character of a magical comic book series from the wizarding world," Hermione explained.
"Why have I never heard of it?" Ron looked at her suspiciously.
"Because it's just been published recently. I ordered it from Flourish and Blotts a couple of days ago," Hermione hurried to her dormitory and returned shortly, holding a stack of books that she slammed onto the small round table with a thud.
Harry played with the books. One was obviously quite hefty, titled "Magic in the Muggle World." The rest were a series of comic books, slightly thinner but larger in size. The cover depicted an amusement park, and a young wizard boy peeked curiously at the entrance. The title read, "The Adventures of Young Wizard Mick."
Ron eyed the thick book with trepidation, not daring to touch it. He casually opened one of the comic books and was soon engrossed. "Wow, this is really interesting!"
Harry noticed the author's name on the cover: Felix Harp. "Is this Professor Harp's work?" he exclaimed, amazed. It was hard to imagine Professor Harp creating a comic book.
He thought he might be mistaken and subconsciously opened the hefty book, "Magic in the Muggle World." It was filled with tiny text and various illustrations, enough to make his head spin.
This was definitely Professor Harp's style! Ron closed his comic book and examined the lower right corner of the cover. "It is! And look, L.C.A. Comic Publishing, Merlin's beard, that's my favorite publishing house!" Ron danced with excitement, only to notice that Harry and Hermione were staring at him blankly.N0v3lRealm was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B1n.
"Oh, and this is the list for the Rune Club. Also, these coins. I need you to distribute them to the students on the list. You can ask Percy Weasley for help; he's the head of the student council."
Hermione had no objections. She just looked at the pile of bronze Knuts, each with a serpent crest, and couldn't help picking up one to examine closely. "These are Heating Knuts?"
"Exactly, I made a little modification. Fred and George gave me the idea. They can heat up and display messages." Felix explained, "The date for the first club meeting hasn't been set yet. My schedule has been quite packed recently. It might have to wait until mid-November."
Hermione nodded, getting ready to collect the list and coins. But when she saw the names of Draco Malfoy, Daphne Greengrass, and Pansy Parkinson, she couldn't help but furrow her brow.
Felix turned to Harry and gestured, "Potter, come over here!"
Harry walked over to where Hermione was waiting by the door and looked somewhat apprehensive at Professor Harp. He still had to finish his essay, and he hoped he wouldn't be asked about it now.
Luckily, Felix didn't bring up the essay. He whispered, "Harry, do you still have that Sneakoscope with you?"
Harry took out the Pocket Sneakoscope from his pocket, and Felix took it, saying, "Wait a moment." He then tapped the Sneakoscope with his wand repeatedly. Soon, Felix extracted a thin thread from the Sneakoscope and quickly attached it to a Galleon.
"What's this?" Harry looked surprised.
"It's a form of synchronization magic," Felix explained. "Once the Pocket Sneakoscope is triggered, I'll immediately receive a notification, no matter where you are."
Harry understood. Professor Harp was concerned about his safety, much like Mr. Weasley. Mr. Weasley had sent a letter a while back, seriously criticizing the trio's attempts to uncover Sirius Black's secrets, deeming it "reckless, unnecessary behavior; it's best to stay safe and sound within the school."
Comparatively, he preferred Professor Harp's approach. At least he wasn't planning on locking himself up.
In the following days, the young wizards welcomed the first Hogsmeade weekend of the new school year, and many of them had a wonderful time.
For instance, the Weasley twins went to Zonko's Joke Shop and bought a batch of Stink Pellets. They jokingly said, "Without these cute little smelly companions that emit odors, we'd feel uneasy and lost..." "Seeing Fred and George without them feels like something's missing."
The Halloween feast was also splendid, with the castle's ghosts putting on a flawless performance. But soon, all the young wizards' attention was drawn to the upcoming first Quidditch match.
On the first Saturday of November, thunder roared, the wind howled, and the rain poured down.
I just realized there's a second patron. Happy about that. Thanks to the patron who's not seeing Moonlight Dyes the Twilight Sky for the support.
Also, more updates will be coming. Currently, I owe the new patron three updates, and the overall target is ten chapters. Slowly, but surely.
Hello everyone,
If you enjoy reading this novel and want to read 10 Chapters ahead of schedule, then please join my Patreon.
Or Consider donating! at Paypal or Ko-fi.
Your support is greatly appreciated
Chapter 230: The Ripple EffectThe crowd dispersed, but young wizards and witches continued discussing the topic of the Mirror of Couples with enthusiasm. In a corner of the common room, Harry pondered, "Fred and George must have drawn inspiration from Muggle telephones. For now, it only allows one-on-one communication.""That's like the dropped call I made to you during the holidays... a telephone?" Ron remarked. "Such a weird word!"Harry recollected, "You were shouting so loudly back then, I thought you believed you were talking across half a Quidditch pitch and were afraid the other side couldn't hear you.""I got you into trouble that time. It was your uncle's voice on the other end," Ron admitted hesitantly."Yeah, after he hung up, he scolded me fiercely and nearly shoved me back into the cupboard," Harry said nonchalantly.Ron and Hermione exchanged worried glances. Hermione exclaimed indignantly, "Your family is really terrible!"Harry shrugged, "It's the only place I can go during the summer, luckily it's just two months, and when I come of age, I can move out."Suddenly, Ron suggested, "How about spending your summer directly at the Burrow? The Quidditch World Cup is next summer. My dad can get tickets through his Ministry connections."Harry's heart skipped a beat, "Could I?""It's not like it's the first time. My parents will welcome you for sure, and Ginny, of course..." Ron trailed off.Harry's mood brightened. Even not being able to go to Hogsmeade for the weekends seemed unimportant now. "I bet the Dursleys will let me go, especially after what I did to Aunt Marge."Hermione thought for a moment and added, "Harry, considering where the Dursleys live, it's not far from London. You're also welcome to visit my home. By then," she grinned, "my parents and I can introduce you as the wizard lad Mick.""What's that?" Harry inquired."The main character of a magical comic book series from the wizarding world," Hermione explained."Why have I never heard of it?" Ron looked at her suspiciously."Because it's just been published recently. I ordered it from Flourish and Blotts a couple of days ago," Hermione hurried to her dormitory and returned shortly, holding a stack of books that she slammed onto the small round table with a thud.Harry played with the books. One was obviously quite hefty, titled "Magic in the Muggle World." The rest were a series of comic books, slightly thinner but larger in size. The cover depicted an amusement park, and a young wizard boy peeked curiously at the entrance. The title read, "The Adventures of Young Wizard Mick."Ron eyed the thick book with trepidation, not daring to touch it. He casually opened one of the comic books and was soon engrossed. "Wow, this is really interesting!"Harry noticed the author's name on the cover: Felix Harp. "Is this Professor Harp's work?" he exclaimed, amazed. It was hard to imagine Professor Harp creating a comic book.He thought he might be mistaken and subconsciously opened the hefty book, "Magic in the Muggle World." It was filled with tiny text and various illustrations, enough to make his head spin.This was definitely Professor Harp's style! Ron closed his comic book and examined the lower right corner of the cover. "It is! And look, L.C.A. Comic Publishing, Merlin's beard, that's my favorite publishing house!" Ron danced with excitement, only to notice that Harry and Hermione were staring at him blankly.N0v3lRealm was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B1n."Oh, and this is the list for the Rune Club. Also, these coins. I need you to distribute them to the students on the list. You can ask Percy Weasley for help; he's the head of the student council."Hermione had no objections. She just looked at the pile of bronze Knuts, each with a serpent crest, and couldn't help picking up one to examine closely. "These are Heating Knuts?""Exactly, I made a little modification. Fred and George gave me the idea. They can heat up and display messages." Felix explained, "The date for the first club meeting hasn't been set yet. My schedule has been quite packed recently. It might have to wait until mid-November."Hermione nodded, getting ready to collect the list and coins. But when she saw the names of Draco Malfoy, Daphne Greengrass, and Pansy Parkinson, she couldn't help but furrow her brow.Felix turned to Harry and gestured, "Potter, come over here!"Harry walked over to where Hermione was waiting by the door and looked somewhat apprehensive at Professor Harp. He still had to finish his essay, and he hoped he wouldn't be asked about it now.Luckily, Felix didn't bring up the essay. He whispered, "Harry, do you still have that Sneakoscope with you?"Harry took out the Pocket Sneakoscope from his pocket, and Felix took it, saying, "Wait a moment." He then tapped the Sneakoscope with his wand repeatedly. Soon, Felix extracted a thin thread from the Sneakoscope and quickly attached it to a Galleon."What's this?" Harry looked surprised."It's a form of synchronization magic," Felix explained. "Once the Pocket Sneakoscope is triggered, I'll immediately receive a notification, no matter where you are."Harry understood. Professor Harp was concerned about his safety, much like Mr. Weasley. Mr. Weasley had sent a letter a while back, seriously criticizing the trio's attempts to uncover Sirius Black's secrets, deeming it "reckless, unnecessary behavior; it's best to stay safe and sound within the school."Comparatively, he preferred Professor Harp's approach. At least he wasn't planning on locking himself up.In the following days, the young wizards welcomed the first Hogsmeade weekend of the new school year, and many of them had a wonderful time.For instance, the Weasley twins went to Zonko's Joke Shop and bought a batch of Stink Pellets. They jokingly said, "Without these cute little smelly companions that emit odors, we'd feel uneasy and lost..." "Seeing Fred and George without them feels like something's missing."The Halloween feast was also splendid, with the castle's ghosts putting on a flawless performance. But soon, all the young wizards' attention was drawn to the upcoming first Quidditch match.On the first Saturday of November, thunder roared, the wind howled, and the rain poured down.I just realized there's a second patron. Happy about that. Thanks to the patron who's not seeing Moonlight Dyes the Twilight Sky for the support.Also, more updates will be coming. Currently, I owe the new patron three updates, and the overall target is ten chapters. Slowly, but surely.Hello everyone, If you enjoy reading this novel and want to read 10 Chapters ahead of schedule, then please join my Patreon. Or Consider donating! at Paypal or Ko-fi.Your support is greatly appreciated
