"Dongdong Dong~"

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Professor Flitwick said in a shrill voice.

Ralph walked in, this time alone, and alone.

The professor and Ralph chatted for a long time, from study to life to communication.

Finally, let's cut to the chase.

"Ralph, you've been depressed lately, do you need my help?"

Professor Flitwick asked.

"Professor, I feel that my life was bought by others with his life, and he went to death, but grasped and pushed to the world of life. I feel like I need to live with him and take a good look at the world."

Ralph said, a little heavy.

Professor Flitwick listened, and was silent for a moment.

"You do need to live with him. However, it shouldn't be like this. He actually gave you his life, which means that he wants you to live freely in this world."

"Instead, turn it all into shackles and bind yourself."

Professor Flitwick looked genuinely into Ralph's eyes, and there was only heaviness in Ralph's eyes.

He didn't know what was wrong, but when he was still a thunderbird, he didn't have much feeling about this matter, and he was just grateful to the old man and regarded him as his own relative.

However, after becoming a wizard, the thoughts in his head flew and he became sentimental.

It seems to confirm what the old man said, and Ralph is still too influenced by him.

Are you sure? Ralph wondered, wasn't all this what he was thinking?

"I know, Professor. He told me about it. For this reason, he would not even tell me his name and his experience, saying that in this way, time would push everything out faster."

Ralph recounted his own experiences with the old man.

"Is it a dream?"

Professor Flitwick was silent for a moment, then asked.

"Yes."

Ralph said.

Professor Flitwick was silent, sighed, stood up and patted him on the shoulder.

Ralph wanted Professor Flitwick not to tell his Hogsmeade neighbors, and he didn't want them to worry.

Professor Flitwick agreed, and then asked Ralph to go to Professor Gradier, where he had something to say.

Ralph nodded.

Arriving at Professor Gladir's office, the red-haired old man didn't talk much to Ralph.

"I've told you all about Philius, I just hope you can see your heart as soon as possible, and then your magic will be more freewheeling, perhaps, you don't need it."

Professor Gladir and Ralph said half-jokingly.

Then, pulling out a bottle of drink from the cupboard, he handed it to Ralph, and kicked him out despite Ralph's strange expression.

"Ralph, what is this?"

Daniel asked, watching Ralph walk in with a bottle of something on his bewildered face.

"It should be whiskey."

Ralph held up the bottle, looked at it, and said.

"Huh? Whiskey? Aberforth has come to see you?"

William stuck his head out to look behind Ralph, and he remembered the fear of being dominated by alcohol that day.

"No, he wouldn't dare. It was sent by Professor Gladir."

Ralph said.

"Professor Gradir!?" *3

Claude, who had buried his head in the book, looked up in shock and looked at Ralph, who nodded.

Defence Against the Dark Arts Office.

Professor Gradier, who had consciously enlightened Ralph, was lying in his chair with his feet resting on his desk, humming a little tune.

Suddenly, he wanted something to drink and got up and walked in front of the cabinet.

He opened the cabinet, confused, closed the door, and opened it again. Well? How a bottle of whiskey is missing.

In a flash of inspiration, he thought of it immediately, and he seemed to have handed it to Ralph.

"They're all good boys, so they shouldn't drink it."

Thinking so, he quickly relaxed, took out a bottle, took a drink, and enjoyed the good time.

The next morning, after eating a bowl of blueberry-like fruit each, Ralph and the others went to class.

This is a light-absorbing fruit, and even in the daytime, it emits a weak light, which is especially noticeable when held in the hand.

There is no doubt that Professor Sprout has cultivated a large number of light-absorbing shrubs in the expanded greenhouse and successfully survived the first flowering period with his technology.

Today is Monday and morning is Potions class.

Professor Flitwick waited there early.

They are no longer freshmen, and Professor Flitwick is not worried about whether his presence will interfere with the children's communication.

As everyone got acquainted, there were already young wizards who came to the podium to ask questions, which was very gratifying to the professor, although most of them were his own cubs.

While explaining the spell to the students, Professor Flitwick suddenly sniffed carefully, it was the smell of wine, and then looked at the door, it was Ralph and they had come in.

With some doubts and some relief in his heart, he remained silent and did not stop his explanation.

Last night, when everyone knew that it was the wine given by Professor Gradier, and in conjunction with the conversation between the professor and Ralph, they agreed that the professor hoped that Ralph could use the bottle of wine to relieve his emotions and better understand his heart.

So, Ralph poured some out.

But he couldn't finish it alone, so he called his roommate.

Claude is worried about the recipe for the Potion Flavor Enhancer blank version, and wants to have a glass of wine to see if he can get some more inspiration.

In recent days, Ralph has been out of shape, and his divination is not very accurate, so the pressure is all on his side.

Daniel was dragged by William to drink with them on the grounds that he was practicing his drinking.

This led to the smell of alcohol on them this morning, and at the same time, they didn't say a word about what happened last night.

Luckily, the door was closed and locked by Ralph, otherwise they would have died.

This lesson teaches the [Lock Picking Spell], and the spell is "Alaho Cave Open".

Ralph still came out on top, adding five points to Ravenclaw.

Seeing that Ralph was in good shape, Professor Flitwick nodded slightly, but still reminded not to indulge in the false world.

The bell rings, and class ends.

Ralph and the others are called down by Professor Flitwick, and Roque and his roommates reluctantly leave.

At lunchtime, Hufflepuff is never absent.

Professor Flitwick got straight to the point, asking them directly if they had been drinking, and without waiting for them to answer, he said "horn and horn".

Tell them to drink less, not to indulge in fantasies, to be brave enough to face reality and so on.

What could Ralph do, he could only sit upright, with a serious expression, and keep nodding his head to show that he knew.

In the end, it was Professor Flitwick himself who stopped. Feeling a little thirsty, he took a sip of his butterbeer.

During this time, Ralph and the others also hurriedly said that the wine was given by Professor Gradir for Ralph to relieve his mood. Ralph also said it was useful.

"Poof!"

Professor Flitwick couldn't hold back and squirted out, but luckily the professor reacted very quickly, and with a wave of his wand, the wine in the air was gone.

William survived.