Chapter 153: Chapter 156: The Most Terrifying Thing About Dark Wizards Is Not Their Magic, But Their Intelligence
Everyone could hear the doubt in Wilson's voice.
Many upper-year Hufflepuff students had already put down their forks and knives, looking uncertainly at Harry, who stood next to Wilson.
This young man...
Did he really think he was Wilson's friend?
"We all just arrived at school yesterday."
Harry's face was tinged with shame as he seemed to want to explain, "I don't know what's going on, and besides, I'm from Gryffindor..."
"Yes, you're a Gryffindor, and I'm a Hufflepuff."
Wilson couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head slowly, "But you're already drawing a line between us using Gryffindor. So why come to question me about past events now?"
"Maybe you think that because you're Harry Potter, I should greet you warmly and revolve around you like those Gryffindors?"
At this point, Wilson's eyes grew cold, and his voice turned dark and suppressed with anger, "Harry Potter! Mr. Potter! Did I do something wrong, or do you think your status is so noble that you can disrespect me?"
"..."
Harry's face turned pale.
At this moment, he felt as though he had said something wrong again!
Why did he always say the wrong thing? He deeply regretted asking those questions and mentioning Gryffindor.
"I didn't mean that..."
Harry quickly waved his hands, even taking a half-step back in fear, stammering, "I didn't mean that, Wilson, I didn't mean it like that. I just wanted to say hello. I thought we were familiar..."
"Harry Potter."
Cedric stood up, looking at the boy in front of him, and softly advised, "If you were familiar with him, you wouldn't ask such foolish questions. Wilson doesn't change his attitude based on someone's status."
Cedric was undoubtedly the person in Hufflepuff who understood Wilson the most, having witnessed who Wilson was over the past two years.
Occasionally, Wilson caused small troubles, but his actions were always well-intentioned. Although he often used his magical prowess to prevent students from fighting, he treated everyone with enough respect.
Regardless of whether they were Muggle-born students or purebloods like Cedric, as long as they were kind, honest, and just, Wilson always respected them.
This was the most admirable quality about Wilson.
Cedric looked into Harry's eyes, speaking gently, "If you consider yourself his friend, you should at least learn not to doubt him, to question his motives for helping you..."
Sighing, Cedric continued, "No, actually, if Wilson had any motive, it would only be to earn the respect and friendship of his friends."
"We should be grateful to be Wilson's friends."
Cedric glanced around before continuing, "In fact, many people here would like to do something for him. If he truly needed help, all of Hufflepuff would be here."
Cedric looked down at Harry, his expression growing serious, "If you think Wilson helped you in the past because you're the famous Harry Potter and he wanted something from you, then I suggest you forget he ever helped you. That kind of thinking insults our friend."
"That's right!"
"Cedric is absolutely correct!"
"To think Wilson had ulterior motives?"
"Maybe Wilson shouldn't have helped him at all!"
"No, maybe Wilson has forgotten how many people he has helped. Some will always remember his kindness, while others think his help was insincere."
Many students couldn't help but feel emotional. Over the past two years, Wilson had always used his power to protect his friends without seeking anything in return.
The Hufflepuff students felt a subtle pride.
Especially those upper-years who had been at the bottom of Hogwarts' social hierarchy before Wilson's arrival.
Ravenclaw saw them as people to be used, Slytherin looked down on them, and even Gryffindor had a condescending attitude!
Now, every Hufflepuff student could hold their heads high. No one from any house or year dared to bully them anymore!
"Wilson, I didn't mean that..."
Harry was almost in tears.
This young man, who had been so popular since entering the magical world, felt utterly helpless for the first time.
"Hey, don't bully our little lion!"
Fred and George quickly rushed over.
After all, he was the pride of Gryffindor!
Ron followed his brothers, placing an arm around Harry's shoulder and arguing with the Hufflepuff students!
"If not for Harry, Voldemort would still be around! No one could kill that Dark Lord; the entire magical world should be grateful to him. How dare you insult Harry!"
This was a valid point.
In theory, those who feared Voldemort should indeed be grateful to Harry's family for getting rid of him.
"..."
The entire Hufflepuff table grew quiet.
Anyone who knew the history had to acknowledge the contributions of Harry's family, even though their sacrifice was orchestrated by Peter Pettigrew.
Honest Hufflepuffs couldn't deny this truth.
"Heh."
Wilson, who had been seated quietly, smiled, "Ron Weasley, I agree with you. Anyone who saves the magical world should have the right to do whatever they want."
"That's right!"
Ron stubbornly lifted his head.
"This idiot..."
Hermione held her head in frustration.
She couldn't understand why Ron was being so foolish. His words only made Harry more uncomfortable!
"He's wrong..."
Harry, terrified, tried to explain.
"I understand."
Wilson nodded seriously, turning to the other Gryffindor students who had come over, "Do you all share Ron's opinion?"
"No, no, Ron is wrong..."
Percy approached, visibly uneasy. He glanced at Harry, then at Wilson, and awkwardly explained, "But we should still give Harry some respect, right?"
He was quite a clever person.
Percy was one of the brightest students at Hogwarts, possibly even beyond the scope of a typical academic overachiever.
Moreover, Percy had a knack for diplomacy.
Usually, Percy avoided offending anyone, especially since Hufflepuff housed two relatives of the Minister of Magic and the adopted son of the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
Wilson sat up straighter and said softly, "If respecting Percy Weasley means allowing him to insult me freely..."
"I never intended that."
Harry wiped his eyes, lifted his head, and bravely said, "I just want to be your friend. I've always wanted that. Now that we're at Hogwarts, I thought I had a chance to be your friend."
"..."
Everyone fell silent.
This young man didn't follow the script at all!
Why was he so fixated on this? Though being friends with Wilson was certainly a cause for joy...
"I understand."
Wilson raised his eyebrows, turned away indifferently, and said, "Go eat. First-year students shouldn't be late..."
"Wilson..."
Harry still didn't understand.
"Let's go eat."
Hermione quickly pulled Harry's shoulder, dragging him away and whispering, "At least he doesn't hate you. Don't do anything more. I can't understand why you're so determined to be that guy's friend..."
"He helped me many, many times."
Harry adjusted his glasses and whispered, "When I met Wilson at school, I was always hungry. Dudley and his friends were bullying me, and he saved me, giving me a piece of bread for breakfast..."
As for the IOU for the bread...
There was no need to mention that now, as it might tarnish Wilson's image, which didn't fit people's expectations.
At that primary school...
Who wouldn't want to be friends with Wilson Wright, the school big brother?
This small incident didn't dampen everyone's spirits.
Cedric even admired Harry more, discussing the event with Elvin as they walked to class.
Until the first class began.
The first class for third-years was Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Starting from this year, Defense Against the Dark Arts became very important, growing even more crucial in the coming years.
"Good morning... good morning."
The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Quirrell, stood at the podium, speaking hesitantly, "In this lesson... we won't learn magic... we'll discuss... the most terrifying thing about Dark Wizards... is not their magic... but their Intelligence..."
"..."
All the students were puzzled.
Was there something wrong with Professor Quirrell?
Even if they knew how Intelligence Dark Wizards could be, didn't they still need to learn magic first? Was this something that could be said in a lecture? Would it help them defend against dark magic?
Wilson couldn't help but smile, feeling that his experiences with three Defense Against the Dark Arts professors were quite interesting. This lesson truly resonated with him, almost as if it hit his knowledge base!
He was also curious about how Professor Quirrell...
No...
How Voldemort...
Viewed Peter Pettigrew!
(End of Chapter)
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