HR Chapter 64 Roommate is a Grindelwald Follower

He was on time, on the dot.

Not late, even with time to spare.

Ian ultimately didn't give Snape the chance to ask him about the Draught of Living Death formula.

"Ian! Over here! Over here!"

The green-haired boy, William, might have already been in the classroom for a while.

But he seemed a bit out of place among the other young wizards, who were clustered in groups of three or five discussing the upcoming class, while he sat alone at a single desk.

Perhaps the friends he made on the Hogwarts Express were in other Houses, and his good roommate Michael was currently shamelessly flirting over at the Slytherin side.

Out of all the first-year students in the four Houses of Hogwarts, only Michael and an unnamed girl from Slytherin had limited-edition robes, clearly indicating that Michael was a very traditional young wizard.

"The reason Michael stayed silent during the morning discussion about which girl was the prettiest has been found."

Ian walked over to William with a look of surprise, as his dorm mate inexplicably laid out his textbooks for him, flipping to the first chapter of today's Potions class.

"He's a traitor!" William complained indignantly.

"I think it's quite good, actually." Ian's worries instantly dissolved, and he felt relieved.

During breakfast, when ranking the young witches, Michael's silence had made Ian worry for no reason. Now it seemed that Michael simply had a unique preference for dark-haired girls.

No problem! 

"That girl just said good afternoon to him, and it felt like his soul was instantly captivated. The Slytherin doesn't even welcome him, yet he keeps pushing himself over there."

"Sooner or later, he'll be scammed out of every last Knut of his pocket money." William kept muttering, though it was unclear if this was something he had personally experienced.

"You lot are really mature, unlike me. I only love studying." Ian looked around. There was still some time before class started, and the classroom was already quite full of young wizards.

The Potions classroom wasn't very large, but it could easily accommodate 40 to 50 people. With only a little over 30 wizards present, the space felt quite spacious.

Aside from the large storage cabinets for ingredients, the classroom also had various biological specimens preserved in jars. The Potions master, Snape, had yet to arrive.

"We're the same. I only love studying too."

William seemed to have finally found a kindred spirit and was overjoyed. However, at that moment, a bright figure with platinum-blonde hair walked into the Potions classroom, carrying her textbooks.

"It's her! That bad woman from the Grindelwald family!"

"She must have come to Hogwarts to gather a new generation of followers. Ian, you have to believe me. My grandfather worked as an Auror in Germany for decades."

William seemed to only love studying in words. At the slightest disturbance, he couldn't help but look up. Unlike Ian, who was shaking, Ian remained focused on reviewing the Potions textbook.

"One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi" and "Magical Drafts and Potions."

"She's coming over!"

William nervously buried his head, afraid that his earlier comments had been overheard. In his extreme unease, he noticed two books being placed on the table he shared with Ian.

"Sorry."

William trembled and instantly backed down.

"?????"

Aurora glanced curiously at the inexplicable green-haired boy.

"Is he your friend?" She asked Ian with genuine curiosity.

"Ian, we're good friends, right?" William suddenly grabbed Ian's arm, his tone filled with tension. His frightened eyes kept darting between Ian and Aurora.

"Good afternoon, Aurora. William is my roommate. He's just... shy."

Ian looked up at the German girl in front of him, choosing not to betray his good roommate. He felt this wave of "loyalty" was worth at least ten sock washes.

"Mhm." Aurora nodded, then turned to William.

"Good afternoon, Ian's roommate."

William felt nothing but fear at the greeting from the "bad woman" of the Grindelwald family. His response was stuttered, clearly showing how nervous he was.

"H-Hello." He didn't even dare to call her by her name.

The so-called "King of Talk" might just be like this.

"Potions class requires pairs. Would you like to pair up with me?" Aurora didn't continue talking to William. Instead, she looked at Ian with her heterochromatic eyes, slightly expectant.

"Cross-House pairing, is that allowed?" Ian was slightly puzzled.

Also.

"William should be pairing up with me." In all honesty, Ian was really considering his roommate's situation, but William suddenly started packing up his things.

"I want to go see the scenery over there." William's running posture was a bit odd, perhaps because his legs were weak. He stumbled all the way to the corner of the classroom.

Who knows what kind of scenery he could see there... Having retreated to what he thought was a "safe spot," William had completely lost his anticipation for the first Potions class.

He stared at Aurora, who had sat down next to Ian at the table, his mind filled with regret. His mouth kept muttering incoherently.

"He called her Aurora, and she called him Ian... Why didn't anyone tell me earlier!" At this moment, William's mental state could be summarized simply.

Panic.

Just after badmouthing the descendant of the first Dark Lord.

What to do when you realize your roommate might be a genuine Grindelwald follower? 

"Your friend is really afraid." Aurora sat next to Ian, fully understanding why William had acted so nervously in her presence.

She had seen similar behavior in many people.

"It can't be helped. He has a bit of social anxiety and has never been good at talking to strangers." Ian still loved using the social anxiety excuse. He glanced over at the Slytherin side.

"Wait, isn't it me who has social anxiety?" Aurora blinked.

"Everyone takes turns being socially anxious. That's what fairness is." Ian's gaze continued to search the Slytherin side.

"When you left the common room, were there any young wizards still in the Slytherin common room?" He checked the time. Only a few minutes remained before class started.

"Are you asking about Daphne Greengrass?" Aurora understood Ian's behavior and shook her head helplessly, speaking softly.

"She's still asleep. Snape said she was too shocked and might need to sleep for two more days." After a slight pause, the German girl lowered her voice again.

"I think she might be pretending to be asleep."

As the saying goes, great minds think alike.

Ian thought the same.

"That must be it! She's so bad!" Ian removed his hand from his pocket.

His expression was slightly disappointed.

"..."

Aurora's expression turned strange, and she opened her mouth to speak.

But before she could say anything.

"Bang!"

Snape stormed into the classroom from outside. With a wave of his hand, the Potions classroom door slammed shut, clearly indicating that no latecomers would be allowed in.

The room instantly fell silent.

Ian was also a bit confused.

What about the promised scolding of latecomers?

He had been looking forward to watching the show.

(End of chapter)

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