The club recruitment activity in the auditorium ended just like that.

December brought more snow and cold air. One morning, Felix found that the Black Lake was covered with thick ice, enough to support hundreds of little wizards skating and sledding on it. Not far from the lake, there were students playing snowball fights around the rocks and willow trees on the shore.

Someone made a big scene, using magic to conjure a ten-foot-tall snowman, which chased the students everywhere. Felix stared at it for a long time before realizing that it was a student who was unfortunately hit by the snow sticking spell.

"Chi?"

Valen sat on his shoulder and looked into the distance, amazed at the lively scene on the Black Lake. He turned his head and looked at the big devil, feeling itchy in his heart.

"Well, don't forget to eat. I'll be with Severus all day today." Felix said, Valen jumped down happily and took out his equipment from his pocket. As a combat sniffer, Valen was influenced by Felix, and with the strong support, or bad taste, of the big devil, Valen's reputation in this regard gradually spread.

At this moment, it put on a small cloak for itself, picked out a wand with seven rice-sized gemstones from a row of exclusive wands, and slid down the balcony window. The small cloak opened behind it, creating a halo of light, and flew away with Valen.

Valen waved his wand excitedly in the air. Under the vibration of the magic power of a specific frequency, two gemstones, one blue and one green, lit up. Snowmen, one by one, quickly took shape under the magic power of the gemstones. They followed Valen in the air and rushed all the way to the Black Lake. The

exclamations and laughter and scolding of students came from afar. Felix was in a good mood. He packed up his things, went down the spiral staircase, passed the entrance hall, and walked towards the Potions Office in the basement. He suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Can you imagine? I kind of miss Professor Glooplein. Hagrid actually bought the latest magic projector. I'm really worried that future classes will become teaching Grawp how to adjust the projector's buttons." Ron walked in from outside with a clatter, and seemed to have stumbled, with snow all over his clothes.

"I advised him, but he thinks everything is under control." Hermione's voice was slightly distorted. She was holding a snowman, Sniff, in her arms.

"Miss Granger?"

Felix called them, and Harry, Ron and Hermione stopped. Hermione was startled, and the snowman, Sniff, fell to the ground. The snowman jumped up and hit her a few times. "Ouch!" Hermione screamed, watching the snowman Sniff rush out of the hall and chase the large group away.

Felix couldn't help laughing.

Hermione blushed, "We saw Valen passing by in the sky, and there were many on the ground... Everyone else picked them up..." She stammered.

Felix blinked his eyes. So Valen didn't fly far before the Nifflers he had been thinking about were intercepted by the little wizards from Hogwarts? He felt a little sorry that he didn't see that scene. Harry and Ron turned their heads and kept "grunting". They wanted to laugh a long time ago.

Hermione glared at them fiercely and asked stutteringly: "Professor? What's the matter?"

"Ah, that's it," Felix put away his smile and took out a small bag of gold coins and a piece of parchment from his ring. "The royalties for "A New Interpretation of Magic Runes" have arrived. Please help me distribute them to the students according to the list..."

"Is it still five galleons per person?" Ron said impatiently.

"That's right, Weasley," Felix said, "I remember you published several articles under the name of "Frontline Lookout"? "

"Yes." Ron said happily.

"Then you can have a happy weekend in Hogsmeade." Felix said, turning to look at Harry who had been silent the whole time, "I saw the article you wrote, integrating the rune 'Sun Wheel' into the Patronus Charm to make the Patronus stronger... a genius idea." Harry

grinned, "I was just trying it casually. Didn't you suggest that I have time to think more about the Patronus Charm? Before, I put most of my energy into the brain block technique. Now there is no need for that, so I will use my time to study the Patronus."

"Has the scar not hurt in the past two months?" Felix asked.

Harry nodded. He suddenly thought of something, "Professor, I have tried many ancient runes, but only this one succeeded. I have never figured out why..."

Felix thought for a while and said uncertainly: "I suggest you try more runes that are more spiritual and will-oriented. After all, the Patronus itself is the product of positive emotions."

Harry lowered his head to think, and Hermione said with sudden enlightenment: "So Harry was able to succeed because the rune 'Sun Wheel' symbolizes a dynamic upward process and also represents the change of will under the influence of magic..."

Felix nodded approvingly.

"From this perspective, you can try out the runes of 'soothing', 'enthusiasm', and even 'light' that you have learned. Well, I can come to your club after the Christmas holiday..."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief after Felix left. Fortunately, the professor did not talk to him about other topics. He has been avoiding meeting Professor Hep lately, and he is almost going crazy. The professor review scene in early December was really too tragic, and he didn't want to recall it in his life.

If there is a spell that uses the emotion of embarrassment, Harry thinks he will surprise everyone.

Not knowing who it was, Harry seriously suspected that it was Snape who put the "Harry Potter Fans Club" in front of the "Frontline Lookout Station", so he had to stand in a corner of the hall with a blank expression, listening to the Creevey brothers talking about the significance of the Harry Potter Fans Club in front of a group of professors, "Harry Potter is the bravest person I have ever seen. He bravely fought against the basilisk and outsmarted the mysterious man..." The Creevey brothers spoke on the stage in a high-pitched, continuous voice, like a duet. Harry leaned against the cold wall at the time, praying that he could get stuck in it, and it would be best if no one could find him.

At least he didn't have the courage to tell which of the three people, Snape, Sirius, and Professor Hep, had a more exciting expression... Not to mention that all of Harry's professors came to join in the fun that day. He didn't know how he had survived these two weeks.

"Harry, you can fry an egg on your face." Ron said at the time.

Even though this memory was really unbearable to look back on, Harry also won 120 Galleons of activity funds for the "Frontline Lookout Station". Hermione was jealous. She only received a subsidy of 10 Galleons for her carefully prepared SPEW speech. Snape interrupted her speech nastily, "This is not the election site for the Minister of Magic, Miss Granger. If you want to realize even one tenth of your ideas, you have to wait until after graduation."

Hermione was furious for a few days, and once imagined using a permanent sticking spell to print SPEW's new slogan on the door of Snape's office. Even Harry and Ron, who had always been dissatisfied with Snape, were shocked and had to persuade him with facts and reason for several days.

In addition to a large amount of gold Galleons, the members of the "Frontline Lookout" exceeded 50. For this reason, the school also allocated them a spacious abandoned classroom as an activity area. Harry led all the members to clean up for two days. In the end, they all agreed that the Room of Requirement was more suitable for the purpose of the Frontline Lookout. Until later, Harry learned from Professor McGonagall that the house elves would help clean up the room, but because of insufficient manpower, it was not their turn yet.

Hermione insisted on not asking the house elves to help. She said proudly, "I can clean it myself." Ron joked, "Who says it's not? It's just a broom closet anyway..." He paid the price for this and spent most of the afternoon on thick dust and stubborn paint.

But I am innocent and I didn't say anything sarcastic, Harry couldn't help complaining.

There was another change.

Mafalda appeared in the 'Frontline Lookout'. In fact, there were several new faces in the club that he hadn't thought of, such as the Greengrass sisters. He almost thought he could see Draco Malfoy.

Later, Mafalda told him that Malfoy didn't even join a club.

"He is going to wait and see. This is the tradition of the Malfoy family. They don't express their opinions easily..." Ron pointed out the truth incisively.

For Harry, Mafalda's change in attitude towards him was a pure surprise.

He privately guessed that it might be because he defended her that day that Mafalda finally gave up on her act of making up stories in her essays. In her words, she just "matured and wanted to do something more meaningful."

"Actually, she founded a campus gossip tabloid," said Fred, who also had a wide range of friends. "She filled in the information she got from the thirty-seven clubs. It is said that the sales are good."

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

"Is it very popular?" Hermione asked with mixed feelings.

"Anyway, there are many people who contribute," George said, "and there are also advertisements and anonymous love letters."

"Are you one of them?" Ron asked with his eyes squinting.

"We paid for it, a full two Sickles." Fred said a little indignantly at first, and then with a look of admiration: "To be honest, I like her a little bit. This business is really good..."

"We all feel that we are out of date." George said with a thumbs up.