By the time Adam arrived at the Great Hall for lunch, he immediately noticed something different.
Many first-year students from various houses were quietly nodding toward him as he passed.
Some smiled politely.
Others greeted him directly.
A few even looked at him with obvious admiration.
Naturally, all of this stemmed from the events in Charms class earlier that day.
After receiving Adam’s guidance, nearly every student could clearly feel their improvement with the Levitation Charm.
For some students, their feathers had finally begun twitching properly.
Others had managed brief moments of levitation.
And a few talented students were already close to fully mastering the spell.
At this rate, most first years would probably succeed within the next few lessons.
As Adam sat down at the Ravenclaw table, Terry Boot immediately grinned mischievously.
“Look at you,” Terry teased.
“You’re ridiculously popular among the first years now.” Beside him, Anthony Goldstein nodded dramatically.
“Exactly.” “Soon Adam’s status will be completely different from ours.” Michael Corner immediately played along.
“Oh?” “How different?” Anthony cleared his throat seriously.
“Before long,” he declared solemnly, “we’ll probably need to start calling him ‘Professor Ambrosius.'” The surrounding Ravenclaws burst into laughter instantly.
Even Adam couldn’t help smiling.
Straightening his posture deliberately, he suddenly adopted the exact stern expression used by Minerva McGonagall.
“Mr.
Goldstein,” Adam said coldly.
“Have you completed your Charms essay?” Anthony nearly choked laughing.
Adam continued mercilessly.
“Mr.
Boot, I also noticed your Transfiguration performance remains inadequate.” “Instead of wasting time joking during lunch, perhaps you should spend more time studying.” Then, imitating McGonagall’s sharp tone perfectly, Adam concluded: “You are the worst batch of students I have taught in years.” The table exploded with laughter again.
Anthony immediately shoved Adam’s shoulder.
“Get lost.” “Anthony,” Adam said seriously, “this behavior constitutes disrespect toward a professor.” “I may have to ask Filch to lock you in detention.” “Just eat your food already.” Anthony grabbed a sandwich and shoved it directly toward Adam’s mouth, instantly cutting off his performance.
Even Michael nearly laughed himself off the bench.
After the laughter finally settled down, Michael spoke more seriously.
“Honestly though, thanks, Adam.” The others quieted slightly.
“If it weren’t for your help,” Michael admitted, “my Levitation Charm wouldn’t have improved nearly this much.” Several nearby Ravenclaws nodded immediately.
“Same here.” “Me too.” “Your explanations are much easier to understand.” Even Padma Patil, seated a short distance away, joined the conversation.
“Thank you, Adam.” One by one, the younger Ravenclaws began thanking him sincerely.
Adam accepted the gratitude calmly.
After all— This was exactly the effect he wanted.
Then suddenly, another Ravenclaw girl spoke up quietly.
“I really wish Adam could guide us in other subjects too.” Adam turned toward the speaker.
It was Lisa Turpin.
Compared to some of the stronger Ravenclaw students, Lisa’s academic talent was relatively average.
After only two weeks at Hogwarts, she already seemed slightly overwhelmed.
“Transfiguration is especially difficult for me,” Lisa admitted helplessly.
“And Potions,” another student added.
“My Herbology grades aren’t very good either.” “I’m okay in most classes,” someone else said, “but I always feel like I’m missing something.” One after another, the little Ravenclaws began discussing their weaker subjects.
Everyone had strengths and weaknesses.
Even Ravenclaws were no exception.
Adam listened quietly before finally speaking.
“In class, I can’t help everyone constantly the same way I do during Charms.” The students immediately looked disappointed.
“But,” Adam continued, “we can still study together after class.” Instantly, everyone looked interested again.
Anthony blinked.
“You mean…” Adam nodded slightly.
“I want to create a study group.” Silence fell briefly across the table.
Then everyone leaned closer immediately.
“A study group?” Adam continued calmly.
“After classes, everyone can gather together to study, exchange knowledge, and help each other improve.” He shrugged lightly.
“Even I have weaker subjects.” “For example, my Astronomy performance still isn’t ideal.” “So I’d also benefit from receiving help.” The moment Adam finished explaining, the Ravenclaws’ eyes lit up.
Honestly— The idea sounded fantastic.
“I think it’s brilliant,” Anthony said immediately.
“Me too.” “That sounds amazing.” “I’m joining.” Terry was the first to raise his hand dramatically.
“I’m joining too!” “Same!” Within seconds, nearly every Ravenclaw at the table expressed interest.
Just then— “Um… can we join too?” A nervous voice suddenly came from behind them.
Everyone turned around simultaneously.
Standing there awkwardly were two Gryffindor boys.
Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas.
The moment they realized the entire Ravenclaw table was staring at them, Seamus immediately looked embarrassed.
“Sorry,” he said quickly.
“I didn’t mean to overhear your conversation.” Adam waved casually.
“It’s fine.” This wasn’t some secret organization anyway.
If anything, Adam actually preferred more people joining.
More students meant more teaching opportunities.
Which meant more system points.
Seamus hesitated briefly before asking again.
“So… can we join the study group?” Dean nodded immediately beside him.
“I’d like to join too.” “Of course.” Adam stood and extended his hand toward Seamus.
“You’re welcome to join.” Seamus immediately looked delighted.
“Thanks, Adam!” He shook Adam’s hand enthusiastically.
Soon afterward, Seamus and Dean sat beside the Ravenclaws, and the discussion quickly became much more serious.
If they truly wanted to establish a proper study group, many details needed preparation first.
Anthony immediately slipped into organizational mode.
“First problem,” he said seriously.
“We need a meeting location.” “That’s simple,” Adam replied calmly.
“Hogwarts has plenty of unused classrooms.” Ever since beginning his nighttime explorations, Adam had already discovered numerous empty rooms scattered throughout the castle.
“We can ask a professor for permission to borrow one.” Anthony nodded approvingly.
“Good.
Adam, you handle that part.” Then he continued listing issues like an actual manager.
“Second issue—membership.” Anthony looked toward Adam again.
“Will this only include us?” “Or can students from other houses join too?” Adam thought briefly before answering.
“Anyone willing to study seriously can join.” After all, restricting the group too heavily would only limit his point income.
“The four houses are all welcome,” Adam concluded.
Anthony nodded and mentally recorded the decision.
The conversation continued throughout the entire lunch period.
Schedules.
Rules.
Study times.
Potential subjects.
Everything gradually became more organized.
By the end of lunch, the rough framework for the study group had already been completed successfully.
Eventually, the students separated to handle their assigned tasks individually.
Later that afternoon, back inside the Gryffindor common room— Seamus suddenly slapped his forehead hard.
“Oh no!” Dean looked confused.
“What happened?” “I completely forgot why I went to the Ravenclaw table earlier!” Seamus looked horrified.
Originally, he had specifically gone there to thank Adam for helping him during Charms class.
But after hearing the discussion about the study group, he became so excited that he forgot entirely.
Dean burst out laughing.
“You can thank him tomorrow.” “Besides, once the study group starts, we’ll probably see Adam every day anyway.” Seamus thought about it briefly before nodding.
“…True.” The two boys continued discussing the study group excitedly while walking toward their dormitory.
Unfortunately for them— Someone nearby overheard everything.
Standing near the staircase leading from the girls’ dormitory was Hermione Granger.
She had originally planned to head toward the library.
But after accidentally hearing Seamus and Dean’s conversation— She stopped walking completely.
“A study group…” Hermione repeated the words quietly.
Her eyes flickered thoughtfully.
Meanwhile— Elsewhere inside Hogwarts Castle— Adam had already arrived outside Professor McGonagall’s office.
Give me more motivation!