Emily's strange reaction made Link somewhat confused. But this did not prevent him from continuing to stare at the her.
Link was not some shy little boy who would get extremely nervous when encountering a pretty girl.
Looking at beautiful women was originally something like, "As long as you are not embarrassed, then the one embarrassed will be the other party," so Link didn't have the slightest psychological burden about this.
He even felt that Emily's blushing appearance was even cute.
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"Let's stop here for today, class dismissed."
Two hours later, Professor McGonagall shook the teaching materials in her hand, and then stepped away from the classroom with brisk and neat steps.
As she gradually walked away, the classroom, which was originally dead silent, gradually became lively again.
Emily Victoria couldn't wait to get up and escape the classroom, and the Slytherins also closely followed behind her. As they passed by Link, some of them even glared at Link fiercely.
Only after they also disappeared did the Hufflepuffs finally breathe a sigh of relief.
To be honest, their appearance reminded Link of some kind of herbivorous animal that had luckily escaped the jaws of a predator.
The Hufflepuff classmates were still slowly packing up their things, but Link had already stood up, preparing to head to the Great Hall.
It was already lunchtime, and the bread and milk from the morning had long since been digested during the several-hour Transfiguration class. Feeling the hunger in his stomach, Link could hardly wait anymore.
But just as Link had just left the classroom, a small hand grabbed his shoulder.
"Wait for me, Link... You're running too fast."
John said while gasping for breath, holding a canvas backpack in his hand, and judging from the outlines squeezed out by the books inside, it should not be a space bag like Link's.
"Is there something you need?" Link said straightforwardly.
He didn't like children and wasn't very good at communicating with them, so regarding ordinary classmates and roommates, Link thought it was enough to just maintain the most basic social relationships.
But John obviously didn't fully understand the hidden meaning in Link's words. Hearing this, he looked a little embarrassed, lowered his head, and kept rubbing the corner of his clothes with his hands, and only after a while did he say in a very soft, almost inaudible voice, "Link, you... your relationship with Senior Cedric is pretty good, right?"
"Mm, it's okay. Why?"
"It's like this, Link, can you help me say a few good words to Cedric? The Hufflepuff Quidditch team selection is about to start in a few days, and I have always wanted to be a Beater."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere between the two immediately became a bit heavy.
Link said nothing, just quietly looked at John.
John, on the other hand, was so nervous that sweat even started to appear on his forehead.
Finally, after thinking for a moment, Link still nodded and said, "It's possible, but I can't guarantee how much help it will be. You know Cedric's character."
"That's great! Thank you! Thank you, Link!"
Looking at John's face, flushed with excitement, and his hand-waving and foot-stamping movements, Link subtly shook his head, then continued walking toward the Great Hall.
He originally thought that after achieving his goal, John would leave on his own. After all, Link's reputation in Hufflepuff lately was terrible, and unless necessary, no one would want to stay around him.
But perhaps because of over-excitement, John still followed beside Link, and kept talking nonstop about things related to Quidditch.
This made Link quite helpless. He really wasn't interested in Quidditch at all, and could only respond perfunctorily with "mm-hmm" and "yeah yeah" while keeping a cold face.
Fortunately, John's emotional intelligence wasn't so low as to be outrageous.
After the two rode the moving stairs to the Great Hall, John finally changed the subject and said with a face full of certainty, "Link, you must have gone to tutoring during the holidays, right?"
"Tutoring?"
"Yeah. Otherwise, how could you have become so strong this year?"
John's words made Link a little awkward. He actually didn't know if the original owner had done any tutoring during the holidays. But to avoid exposing himself, he could only continue to perfunctorily respond with "mm-hmm" and "yeah yeah."
John obviously misunderstood Link's meaning. He sat down with Link at the long table belonging to Hufflepuff, tore off a drumstick from a roasted chicken that suddenly appeared on the plate in front of him, and while gnawing, he muttered, "I really envy you, Link. Even after going home for the holidays, you can still use spells. Unlike me, a kid from a pure Muggle family, once I go home, the wand becomes just an ordinary wooden stick."
On the other side, Link had also started eating, but John's words caught his attention. After swallowing the food in his mouth, Link asked, "You guys can't use magic during the holidays?"
"Of course not. Did you forget? At the end of last year, Headmaster Dumbledore specifically mentioned it. Any young wizard who returns home is not allowed to use spells, saying it's to prevent accidental spellcasting and accidents. I heard they even installed some kind of tracking thread on our wands. As long as we use magic, the headmaster's side will know and then expel us." John said, gnawing fiercely on the meat in his mouth.
"That's what they say, but those who understand know. This rule is only aimed at Muggle-born students like me. That so-called tracking thread can't actually specify who cast the magic. Others, as long as there are other wizards at home, can use magic however they like. This is just too unfair."
"Is that so?" Link muttered.
At this moment, he really didn't know how to comfort John. He could only say that he was lucky not to have directly transmigrated into a Muggle student, otherwise even the right to use magic during the holidays would have been stripped away.
Fortunately, John just complained to Link for a few sentences. After he finished, his attention was entirely captured by the food in front of him, starting his battle with the roasted chicken.
This made Link breathe a sigh of relief and focus on eating too. To be honest, this meal wasn't very pleasant for Link, because English food really wasn't that good.
Although it wasn't as exaggerated as the online rumors of eating only fish and chips every day, the menu was truly monotonous and boring.
From Link's personal experience, he had been at Hogwarts for almost four days now, and in these four days, he had seen potatoes and various roasted meats at almost every meal.
Although everyone around him thought potatoes were a vegetable, Link felt that in the eyes of the British, potatoes might have already become their true staple food.
After all, at Hogwarts, sometimes you might not even get bread, but potatoes were at every meal. This kind of thing was okay once or twice, but eating it every day, every meal, was really not a good experience.
'Looks like I need to find time to visit the kitchen.'
Link thought so while absentmindedly chewing on the roast chicken in front of him.
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