William, a friend for life!
He had expected Hagrid to recall some useful clues, but after a long time had passed, William couldn’t help but wonder if Hagrid had fallen asleep.
“Oh, I remember now, David Holmes, that clever Wizard who vanished without a trace after graduation,” Hagrid exclaimed.
That loud shout really gave William a fright; it was the kind that actually made him jump.
“Hagrid, are you familiar with that David Holmes?” William quickly followed up.
“How could I be familiar with him?
He had already graduated by the time I came to Hogwarts.
The only reason I remember him is that his love story spread across all four houses,” Hagrid said.
Thinking that there might be clues here not recorded in books, William pressed Hagrid for details.
Besides, even if there weren’t any clues, listening to gossip from that era would be fine too.
And gossip is something that transcends gender and age.
Don’t let Hagrid’s age fool you; he is still very interested in discussing gossip.
Of course, it was mainly because William played along well, giving Hagrid plenty of encouragement to keep talking.
Just like that, the old man and the young boy muttered and whispered about gossip for two hours.
When it was over, Hagrid was very satisfied, and William had satisfied his desire to hear gossip.
As for other clues, there was one, so to speak.
That David Holmes kept running to the Headmasters Office near the time of his graduation, though no one knew what he was doing.
It would be easy to find out; he could just go to the Headmasters Office and ask the portrait of the previous Principal, but that was just a thought—he didn’t want to confront Dumbledore.
Afterwards, William chatted with Hagrid for a while longer, then bid him farewell and left.
To be honest, at this moment, he felt he should give up.
Thinking this, William checked the time and found it was still quite early before dinner, so he decided to take a stroll to the Kitchen.
However, when he arrived at the basement floor, he encountered several Slytherin students: two first-years and two upperclassmen.
With the intention of not looking for trouble or provoking anyone, William wanted to ignore those people and leave.
But while he didn’t want to cause trouble, the Slytherin students didn’t want to let him go.
“Gryffindor, what are you doing here?” the upperclassman Slytherin asked, his tone very unfriendly.
William glanced at him and replied in a flat tone: “Playing.”
Yes, just one word, as short as could be.
This answer successfully made the other person’s face flush with anger, and he almost couldn’t help but pull out his wand.
Although his initial goal was to find fault and teach the other person a lesson, there were many people around, and he couldn’t attack without reason, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart for now.
“This is the entrance to the Slytherin common room; we don’t welcome people from other houses.”
Upon hearing this, William pointed to the other side and said: “I’m going to Hufflepuff; you’re overthinking it.”
At this moment, the other person gripped his wand even tighter.
“What are you going to Hufflepuff for?”
This made William chuckle, and he said: “That’s none of your business, is it?
Could it be that you, as a senior, want to help me, a Gryffindor freshman?
“Hmph, who likes to help you?
Teaching you a lesson is more like it,” a first-year little snake jumped out.
“Oh, and who are you?” William asked with a curious expression.
He was genuinely curious; after all, only by knowing the name could he target them specifically more often in the future.
From the moment they met, he knew they wouldn’t be able to live in peace, but he had just seen a Little Badger signal him to stall for time, so he decided to stall and see what was going on.
Although he wasn’t afraid if it really came to a fight—he didn’t know much magic, but he had plenty of guns and ammunition.
“Heh, who am I?
I’m Ciro Wovet, the one you picked a fight with in Potion Class.”
“Oh, no memory of that.”
William wasn’t lying, but his action completely enraged Ciro Wovet.
At this moment, he forgot the senior’s previous instructions, pulled out his wand, and cast a spell.
“Furnunculus!”
William had been vigilant; the moment he noticed Wovet raising his hand, he dodged.
While dodging, his wand appeared in his hand, and he immediately retorted.
“Knockback Jinx.”
The Knockback Jinx, a relatively difficult spell in the first-year Charms Class textbook, but that didn’t mean it was weak.
As the spell hit Wovet, William noticed another first-year little snake lifting his wand.
In response, William didn’t retreat but instead charged forward, using a spell first.
“Lumos Maxima.”
The Illumination Charm is a common everyday spell, but an enhanced Illumination Charm is basically a flashbang.
So when William got close and released the flashbang, not to mention the first-year little snakes, even the two upperclassmen little snakes didn’t react in time and were blinded.
William opened his eyes, switched his wand for two rubber batons, and entered berserk mode with a baton in each hand.
Just as William was brandishing his batons, the Little Badger who had gone for help finally returned with others.
However, looking at the scene before them, the Little Badgers present went from being worried to just watching the show.
There was no helping it; Slytherin was truly unpopular.
Finally, William got tired, put away the rubber batons, and while retreating, switched his wand back.
“Knockback Jinx.” x2
After finishing, William still watched the other little snakes gathering around without relaxing his vigilance, then said coldly: “If you dare to make a move next time, I won’t hit you this lightly.”
Besides rubber batons, he had wooden baseball bats, steel pipes, and maces, all suited to his physique.
Honestly, he wanted to beat up all four of the troublemakers, but it was fine to attack his peers since students from other houses were watching, and Slytherin couldn’t afford to lose face.
But if he took the initiative to attack upperclassmen, that would give them a reason to fight back.
So, he endured it for now.
“I’ll go back later and place an order with George and Fred for revenge, starting with ten stink bombs,” William thought, glancing coldly at the four people.
Coincidentally, the four people opposite were also glaring at William with resentment.
After one look, everyone knew a grudge had been formed.
At this moment, Cedric appeared and took William away, without saying a word to the Slytherins throughout the whole process.
However, after leaving some distance, Cedric said: “William, you really slapped Slytherin in the face this time.
Don’t travel alone in the future; those upperclassmen won’t dare to make a move openly, but they definitely will in the shadows.”
I definitely won’t give them a chance,” William replied.
It was decided; he would go back and stock up from The Twins, starting with two crates of stink bombs.
But before stocking up, he had to get Hufflepuff on the same side.
He didn’t ask for them to fight Slytherin together, but at least they could pass on information or something.
“Come to think of it, William, why did you come over here?
Are you going to the Kitchen?” Cedric asked curiously.
Upon hearing this, William was delighted; truly worthy of being a nice guy, this opening was provided at just the right time.
“Yeah, I saw how well the House-elfs replicated the chili sauce, so I thought I’d come by when I had time to teach them how to make other dishes.
Even if they aren’t as delicious as my glowing ones, they can still try some brand-new flavors.”
“As a result, I just got here and ran into those four, and then I was blocked and picked on.”
“I endured and endured, but they still made the first move and used the Furnunculus curse on me.”
As William said this, he felt very strange inside because he had learned the Furnunculus curse after seeing it just once.
The Little Badgers who came along exploded before Cedric could even express his stance, immediately clamoring that William had hit them too lightly just now.
Cedric looked at William with a smile and didn’t say much; he could hear what William meant, but he didn’t object.
William also knew the handsome guy in front of him was a smart person, so he told the truth from the beginning and laid his purpose out in the open.
The two looked at each other and smiled; although nothing was said, a tacit agreement was reached.
Just like that, William was escorted to the Kitchen by a group of Little Badgers.
Then, to thank the Little Badgers for stepping forward and to satisfy his own appetite, William brought the House-elfs to make large meat buns.
He wanted to stew meat, but the seasonings weren’t complete, so he had to compromise and make what he could for now.
In the end, the number of buns William made was just enough for everyone present to have one; if they wanted more, they would have to eat what the House-elfs made.
Just like that, as the steam filled the air with the fragrance of the meat buns, the Little Badgers couldn’t help but swallow their saliva.
A few minutes later, with William’s words “The buns are steamed” and the opening of the steamer, the golden light of the cooking instantly lit up the whole Kitchen.
(The steamer was made with Transfiguration, don’t ask where it came from.)
While everyone was in shock, William secretly hid six, leaving just enough for everyone else to have one each.
“Alright, eat up.”
William’s words brought everyone back to their senses, and they quickly stepped forward to claim their bun.
William had said beforehand that the number he made was only enough for one per person, so the Little Badgers didn’t take any extra.
However, once they finished the ones William made and went to eat the ones made by the House-elfs, they immediately noticed the change in taste.
They didn’t suspect William of hiding anything; after all, they had watched the whole process of William’s cooking, and the teaching was the same process.
Therefore, the only reason for the difference was William himself.
In other words, for the Little Badgers who loved food.
William, a friend for life!
So, during the subsequent eating and drinking, William clearly felt that he had become more popular.
Finally, when William left after eating and drinking to his fill, Cedric was even arranged by the group of Little Badgers to escort him to avoid any sneak attacks from Slytherin.
William, Cedric:…