"Holy..."
Blaise gasped, having imagined many types of magic but absolutely never expecting Sean's magic to be this. It was too outrageous!
"Animagus... this is Animagus... but such a large Animagus has never been seen before."
"This is Animagus? Good lord, Professor McGonagall's Animagus compared to Sean probably couldn't even match one of Sean's teeth, right?"
While Blaise and the other two were shocked and at a loss, Sean looked at the stone pillars beside him with some eagerness to try. He vaguely felt that with his current strength, one tail strike could probably directly snap that thick stone pillar. However, considering this was still Hogwarts, if he caused extensive damage, it would inevitably attract the professors' attention, so Sean suppressed his thoughts.
Without actual combat, Sean still felt somewhat regretful. Looking at the scattered basilisk remains nearby, perhaps related to his transformation into white serpent form, he always had a restless, combative desire stirring in his heart. He felt that with his physical condition after Animagus transformation, even without magical assistance, he could fight most magical creatures, even some magical beings.
Whoosh...
Sean returned from his White Serpent King state to human form.
Moving his body, Sean felt that his almost fanatical combative desire in the White Serpent King state seemed to truly stem from animalistic instinctive reactions. Just as Peter Pettigrew became extremely timid and cowardly under his Animagus form's influence, Sean felt he should still be careful. While dueling was what he wanted, mindless fanatical combativeness was undesirable.
"Are you coming with me or staying here to play longer?"
"If we stay here, will we be discovered?"
"Probably not. Today is Christmas after all. We should be the only perverts bored enough to come cause trouble in this abandoned girls' bathroom."
Having said this, Sean raised an eyebrow.
Among the four people present today, not one could escape the label of pervert!
Blaise and the others still followed Sean out.
Although the Chamber looked quite shocking at first glance, appearing very grand with stylish architecture, after seeing it, that was it. There wasn't a cage with a basilisk for viewing, so naturally there was no need to continue staying there.
The four left along the pipe. When they exited the passage, the entrance immediately closed.
Sean directly cast Disillusionment Charms on himself and Blaise's group. They hadn't seen anyone when entering, so naturally they needed to be cautious when leaving. It was one thing for the four of them to know each other were perverts, but if others found out, it would be social death.
Me!
Sean Bulstrode.
Famous Slytherin student.
Personally slayed Quirrell and the basilisk, making great contributions to Hogwarts.
His written papers appeared three consecutive times in the highest Potions journal, The Golden Cauldron, earning widespread praise.
And then...
A pervert...
Sean felt that if someone really saw him, he would immediately transfer to Ilvermorny. Europe could no longer contain him.
Of course, ultimately no one discovered them. Sean returned to his room and breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled Kulkan from his arms and placed her on the bed.
Looking at the still huffing Kulkan, Sean raised an eyebrow: "Kulkan, do you remember I got a dragon farm last year?"
Hearing "dragon," Kulkan immediately turned around and asked impatiently: "Dragons? What dragons?"
"A dragon farm. I now own a dragon farm. I heard from Aldrich earlier that this year's harvest from the dragon farm came in. Never mind the dragon hide and scales. I had them save the dragon blood and a small amount of dragon meat. I wonder if you're interested?"
With a whoosh, Kulkan sprang to Sean's shoulder, wrapped around his neck, and nuzzled his cheek repeatedly: "Oh my, it was just accidentally bumping and being slapped against the wall. I certainly couldn't be angry over such a small matter. You're being too sensitive. I was just a bit sleepy. I'm a snake, it's winter now, I'm lazy, sleepy. This is very normal, right?"
"What about the dragon blood and dragon meat?"
"Those are essential!" Kulkan answered decisively.
After Christmas, Hogwarts returned to its daily learning atmosphere.
With the help of large quantities of new mental recovery potions and his troll-like physique, Sean managed to handle the heavy study load and thesis research and writing quite calmly.
In contrast, Hermione and several others who had enrolled in all courses. Those with better conditions used some potions, while those with worse conditions just endured on their own. Half the semester had passed, and those who enrolled in all courses had entered a period of exhaustion. Especially someone like Hermione, who had to compete for first place in everything, was already utterly exhausted.
"Cough cough, cough cough cough..."
Looking at the violently coughing Hermione, Sean frowned slightly. After thinking, he still walked forward. Glancing at Madam Pince organizing books in the distance, Sean took out two potions and placed them on Hermione's desk.
"Drink them."
Looking up at Sean, Hermione was about to say something but was met with another coughing fit.
Sean looked at her and said quietly: "Hermione, when calculating final grades, only the two best elective courses count. If you just want to prove your excellence, you don't need to push yourself to this extent."
"I understand, Sean, but... cough cough cough..."
"Drink the medicine first."
"These potions are expensive, I..."
"Your coughing is disturbing my studies, so drink them."
Looking at Sean's expressionless, even somewhat serious face, Hermione was silent for a moment, then smiled at him. She naturally knew Sean wasn't really making her drink the medicine for this reason.
After thinking, Hermione picked up the potions Sean gave her and drank them one by one.
After taking the potions, Hermione's coughing immediately began to subside and gradually disappeared.
At the same time, Hermione clearly felt her spirit rapidly recovering. Her brain, which had become somewhat sluggish, now became clear again.
"Thank you, Sean."
"Consider my words carefully."
"At least until this school year ends. This year I will definitely defeat you, defeat Catherine, and become first place this school year!"
"Very well, then I'll wait for you."
After saying goodbye to Hermione, Sean returned to his desk, took his things, and left the library. The second-phase thesis was already half written. It was time to discuss with his Head of House.