The Real Hogwarts Chapter 73 Breathing
"Remember what you have to do! I know that Professor Sinistra has taught you the cleaning spell this week, and this is a chance for you to practice the spell. You must clean this auditorium before noon today, or I will tell Mr. Dolohov who is slacking off!"
The male class leader was giving orders to Jon and the other second-year students. As the managers of the Mudbloods, the two class leaders would of course give them preferential treatment.
Not only can they direct and supervise other students in their work, but they can also not participate in this collective labor and instead act as supervisors for the castle manager.
After assigning the tasks, he turned and left. As a class leader, he also had to inform other Mudbloods of Dolohov's arrangements, not just to the second-year students.
After the class leader left, Jon and the others did not dawdle. Everyone knew very well what the consequences would be if their task area was not completed on time.
Even though they had learned the Cleansing Spell this week, the difficult technique of casting spells with hand gestures meant that so far only John and Hermione had been able to cast an effective spell.
Therefore, for this cleaning job, both of them consciously took on the main workload. With the help of magic, they would undoubtedly save a lot of effort.
The weather in September was still very hot. As time went by and the sun rose higher, everyone's face was covered with sweat.
"Spotless."
Using hand gestures to cast a spell, Jon cleared another seat in the auditorium and straightened his aching back.
He wiped the sweat off his face with the sleeve of his robe, then turned to Hermione and the others as if nothing had happened.
"I'm going to ask to use the restroom."
No matter how strict the management is, Hogwarts Castle will not restrict the physiological functions of Mudblood students. It only controls the time they spend going to the toilet, with only five minutes per person.
The bathroom on the Quidditch field is right below the audience seats. It takes about a minute and a half to run over there, and more than half of that time is spent going back and forth. The remaining two minutes must be rushed no matter whether you use the bathroom or not.
The prefect guarding the entrance to the Quidditch pitch imitated Dolohov and stared at Jon fiercely.
"You know the consequences of not coming back on time . The count starts now!"
Jon didn't stay for long . He quickly ran down the stands and rushed towards the bathroom. Looking at his anxious back, the male and female Mudblood prefects couldn't help but reveal a sneer on their faces.
It took more than a minute to run to the bathroom, which was now empty. It was the time Jon had calculated precisely.
The rapid running made his breathing a little rapid, and without stopping, he walked straight into a cubicle.
He quickly unbuttoned the buttons of his gray robe. There was a cloth pocket sewn on the inside of the robe. Jon took out the and put it around his neck!
The familiar cool feeling pressed against his sweaty skin, and he then chanted a spell that he hadn't used for two months.
"Wingardium Leviosa!"
It was not a levitation spell that eliminated gravity, but the conventional kind used on the body. The moment the spell was completed, the long-lost feeling of lightness filled his whole body.
Two minutes.
Jon counted the time silently in his mind, then grabbed the edge of a small window above the bathroom cubicle with his two thin arms and climbed up with great ease.
The front exit of the stadium faces the large lawn between the Black Lake and the Hogwarts Castle. If you run out directly from this direction, you will most likely be discovered by the half-blood or pure-blood students who play by the Black Lake on weekends. Behind the bathroom window is the wall that surrounds the entire Hogwarts campus area. Unless someone comes here on purpose, there will be no one passing by here.
After jumping down from the window more than two meters high with a light body, Jon ran straight along the wall towards the main gate of Hogwarts and the Forbidden Forest.
He was incredibly fast. In less than half a minute he had reached the wall that separated the Hogsmeade Wizarding Village outside the school from the road.
On the grass here, there was a small cloth bag the same color as the soil lying there quietly. Jon did not hesitate. He reached out and picked up the bag and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his robe where he hid the ring, then quickly returned the same way.
He swiftly climbed back into the bathroom, took off the pendant from his neck and put it back in place, simply adjusted his breathing rate, and then Jon slowed down his movements and ran towards the audience seats at the same speed as when he came to the bathroom.
When he returned to the stadium, the prefect guarding the entrance glared at him and let him in.
Only four and a half minutes had passed, so even if the class leader wanted to make things difficult for us, he couldn't come up with any excuses.
After returning to the area cleaned by the second graders, Jon breathed a sigh of relief. This was his first time going through this process of getting potion materials. Problems were most likely to occur at the beginning. Now that nothing had gone wrong, it would become much easier once he was familiar with it.
Just as he was about to continue his previous work, Jon suddenly felt a pair of eyes looking at him.
He turned his head and met Hermione's eyes.
"Randy…would you like to take a break for a while?"
the girl asked hesitantly.
Only then did Jon realize that because of the relaxation he had just experienced, his rapid breathing, which had been caused by pretending to have done intense exercise, had unconsciously slowed down a bit.
This shouldn't have been a big problem since there were 12-year-olds all around, but Hermione was obviously much more perceptive and careful than a normal child.
Without doing anything unnecessary and making his breathing quicken again, he spoke with an unchanged expression.
"It's okay with me. Speed up the process. If you don't finish cleaning here by noon, you will be punished."
Hermione just seemed to be showing her concern and didn't say anything more, turning her attention back to the seat covered in dirt and dust.
After this little episode, the second-grade students worked without a break for the rest of the time and finally completed their assigned tasks before lunch.
The weekend lunch was better than the previous few days. At least everyone could get a piece of bacon. However, the students were so tired from the whole morning that they were not in the mood to enjoy such "delicacies". After hurriedly finishing their lunch, they returned to their dormitories and began their rare rest time this afternoon.
Jon also returned to the dormitory, but he did not move during the day. He was very patient and waited until dark to create a safer environment for him to open the cloth bag.
