Chapter 638: The Kind-Hearted Professor
Everyone came with a clear purpose: to learn what they needed. The group had exactly one hour in the Room of Requirement since they needed to return to their respective common rooms before Hogwarts' nine o'clock curfew.
Fortunately, the Leg-Locker Curse wasn't a complex spell. Most students managed to master it within half an hour—well, most of them.
Neville was the exception.
To avoid holding up the group, Hermione decided to give him private lessons later.
"I hope she doesn't lose it when the time comes," Ron whispered.
Harry chuckled. Neville's struggles with magic were well-known, often testing even Professor McGonagall's legendary patience. Despite his slow progress, Harry understood that Neville truly gave his best effort. His poor memory was a constant hurdle—he could sometimes forget a spell he'd just learned within hours, or even minutes.
But for now, that wasn't their concern.
When everyone had finally set their wands down, Hermione cleared her throat and addressed the group.
"There's still some time before curfew, so I think we should choose a leader," she said.
She had intended to bring this up earlier, but Anthony's challenge—and the subsequent excitement over the Galleons—had derailed her plans. Now that the practice session was winding down, it seemed like the perfect time to revisit the idea.
A low buzz filled the room as everyone began discussing the proposal.