If it weren't for Blaise's truly poor flying talent, he would definitely have chosen to join Slytherin's Quidditch team. His love for Quidditch was genuine.
It was precisely because of this that he had become increasingly dissatisfied with Slytherin's Quidditch team over these three years. In fact, Slytherin's Quidditch team was indeed getting worse and worse. Not only in individual skills and abilities, but they also enjoyed playing dirty tricks both in and out of matches.
They lacked ability and had poor character, constantly doing disgraceful things they thought were clever. No wonder Blaise was furious.
"That guy Flint is inherently unscrupulous, and he deliberately cozies up to Malfoy, listening to Malfoy's suggestions on many matters. When those two get together, it's normal for Slytherin's Quidditch team to be shameless. Having shame would be the surprise."
After complaining to Sean, Blaise's emotions calmed down considerably. He took some apple pie, ate two bites listlessly, then sighed and said: "There isn't much entertainment at Hogwarts to begin with, and now our own house's Quidditch team is like this. Life is just like stagnant water."
"You could study hard. That's quite time-consuming."
Rolling his eyes, Blaise said even more helplessly: "Come on, spare me."
Looking at Blaise, Sean asked tentatively: "Blaise, you don't seem to be dating anyone lately?"
"Ah... romance, I'm not really interested in that anymore."
Ever since Blaise broke up with his last girlfriend, that Ravenclaw girl, he had been in a state of emotional detachment. It wasn't that he still pined for that Ravenclaw girl. Sean had previously seen Blaise greet her openly when they met, very naturally.
Even when encountering some older girls he would definitely have been interested in before, Blaise couldn't muster any interest now. It was as if this guy had completely exhausted his emotional capacity.
School had been in session for over a month, almost two months now, and Blaise had been like a different person the entire time. Not only had he not found a girlfriend, but his behavior of chatting up girls had completely disappeared.
Sean didn't continue this topic.
Matters of the heart, even between friends, belonged to one's own secrets. Everyone had their own thoughts and plans regarding their emotions. The closer the friendship, the less one should interfere in a friend's romantic life.
Sean had always maintained this boundary well.
The afternoon class was Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Sean and Blaise arrived at the classroom early with their books.
However, shortly after Sean and Blaise sat down in the classroom, they saw their Head of House walk into the classroom with books and stand at the Defense Against the Dark Arts podium.
Sean and Blaise exchanged glances, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.
If a professor had resigned from their position, students couldn't possibly not have heard the announcement, so their Head of House was here as a substitute teacher.
So the question was: Where was Professor Lupin?
Blaise was puzzled by this question, but Sean understood clearly.
The moment he saw his Slytherin Snake King standing at the podium, he immediately realized that tonight was the full moon. Lupin must have gone to prepare to drink Wolfsbane Potion and transform to get through the full moon night. In such a state, Lupin naturally couldn't come to class. He needed to rest properly for a while.
The class bell rang, and Snape immediately turned to look at the young wizards below, saying: "Professor Remus Lupin is temporarily unable to teach due to some personal health reasons, so today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be taught by me.
My classroom requirements are the same as those for Potions class. I believe there's no need to elaborate on this with everyone. I hope all of you can strictly comply.
Now, let me check on Professor Lupin's teaching progress. We..."
"Sorry, Professor Lupin, I'm late."
Turning to look at the hurried Harry, Snape's face showed an expression of seeing prey fall into a trap.
"This class began ten minutes ago, Potter! So I believe Gryffindor should lose ten points for your tardiness. Now find a seat and sit down, Potter!"
Harry looked at Snape like he was looking at a cockroach crawling on something he liked.
He didn't follow Snape's instruction and stood in place without moving, asking on his own: "Where is Professor Lupin?"
"He's unwell today, so I'm substituting. Now, find a seat and sit down, Potter!"
"What's wrong with him?" Harry remained standing in place.
Snape looked at Harry and actually showed a satisfied smile. He slowly nodded and said: "Very good. I remember I should have told you twice to find a place to sit down, but you haven't moved either time.
You ask what's wrong with Professor Lupin. I can tell you he's not in mortal danger.
However, because of your repeated failure to heed advice, I can only very 'regretfully' deduct another ten points from Gryffindor. If you still don't sit down, I'll have to even more 'regretfully' deduct fifty points from Gryffindor.
Now, find a place to sit down, Potter!"
Harry's mouth moved. He ultimately didn't dare cost his house fifty points and quickly went to sit beside Ron and Hermione.
At this moment, watching Harry sit down, Snape turned to look at the others. He surveyed the room and said: "Before Potter interrupted us, I was talking about the progress of previous lessons. Since Professor Lupin left no records, I have to..."
Before Snape could finish speaking, Hermione's hand shot up. "Excuse me, Professor, but we've already covered boggarts, Red Caps, kappa, and grindylows, and were just about to begin studying..."
Before Hermione could finish, Snape pointed at her and scolded: "I think before answering questions, you need to raise your hand and get the professor's permission before you can speak. A third-year student still doesn't understand this principle. Because of your rashness, Granger, I will deduct five points from Gryffindor!"
Under Hermione's incredulous gaze, Snape looked at the others again and said: "Quiet. If you want to answer questions, you need to raise your hands. As for Professor Lupin's teaching, it lacks proper structure. What you've been learning are things that should be mastered in the first year.
Professor Lupin's requirements for you are far too lenient.
So in this lesson, I will teach you content appropriate for your level. Turn to the last chapter of your textbooks!
Today, I will teach you how to deal with..."
Having said this, Snape raised his head, shifting his gaze from the book to the young wizards, and slowly spoke the name of the dark creature he was going to teach them to deal with.
"Werewolves!"