Chapter 22: Delivered to the Door

"Noah, what should we do now?"

When the Transfiguration class for Gryffindor and Hufflepuff ended, Ravenclaw and Slytherin’s Potions class wrapped up at the same time. Evan, Kenn, and Lance couldn’t help but run over to Noah to ask.

This Potions class had been a disaster for Noah, and almost the same for the other three!

Snape had clearly targeted them because of the notes, seizing every opportunity to throw questions at them from the very start of the lesson.

Of course, Snape’s main focus was still Noah, while Evan and the other two were caught in the crossfire.

And Noah wasn’t just getting any ordinary questions—they were extremely difficult. Thankfully, all the answers could be found in Snape’s notes, though recalling them on the spot took some time.

However, Evan, Kenn, and Lance had never had the chance to read the notes. So, they could only rely on their own knowledge from textbooks.

Snape hadn’t been as harsh on them as he was on Noah, but they still didn’t dare to talk to Noah during class.

Now that the lesson was over, they could finally hold nothing back!

After all, their plan involved whether they could continue using the Room of Requirement in the future, making this an urgent matter.

"What should we do? We do what we need to do." Noah spread his hands, indicating that he had no better answer.

At this stage, their organization wasn’t widely known, and Noah had no intention of making it public.

He wanted it to be something of a legend—a secretive, mysterious existence. That way, it would be even more appealing, wouldn’t it?

"But we don’t even have the right candidates yet!" Kenn scratched his head, feeling frustrated.

"Don’t we already have a few? And aren’t you guys still investigating?" Noah looked at them strangely.

"Come on! That’s just Ravenclaw! We’re not lacking eagles; what we need are lions, snakes, and badgers!" Lance rolled his eyes.

"Okay, but do we even know enough people from the other houses?" Noah sighed, glancing at the three of them.

"Uh..." That was indeed a good question.

Sure, they knew some people—most of them were from wizarding families with friends in other houses.

But the problem was that they were looking for exceptional students!

The word ‘exceptional’ was key.

Since they were just starting out, they couldn’t afford to let in weak students who might drag them down. Once their organization matured, they might not mind bringing in a few friends.

Looking at his friends’ troubled expressions, Noah understood the situation.

He smiled helplessly and said, "Then don’t worry about it. Let’s first make a list of potential candidates and see who’s actually suitable. And we definitely need to keep an eye on Slytherin. I don’t want to bring in some Death Eater’s heir."

"Once we’ve figured out the list, we’ll approach them one by one and test the waters. If they’re interested, great. If not, we’ll just use Obliviate."

Maintaining secrecy was crucial—Noah had already thought this through.

Kids could be unpredictable. If they joined, great. But if they refused, they might go blabbing to everyone. Noah wasn’t going to let that happen.

"Using a Memory Charm? Isn’t that a bit much?" Evan asked hesitantly.

"It’s not ideal, but I don’t want our secret getting out, only for us to walk into the Room of Requirement one day and find it packed with people! Of course, this is only for this semester. If Professor Dumbledore gives us permission later, we won’t have to worry about it."

"No problem, let’s do it!" Compared to Evan, Lance and Kenn were much more decisive.

To be honest, the three of them admired Noah more and more.

They were all just eleven years old, but Noah’s plans were always so well thought out. He was undoubtedly the leader of their group.

As long as Noah could handle things smoothly, all they had to do was follow his lead!

After discussing the plan, they each took on their roles:

Evan would gather information on Gryffindor since he had friends there.

Kenn would focus on Slytherin. He had nearly been sorted there himself, but he hadn’t liked their ideology and had insisted on joining Ravenclaw like his father.

Lance would handle Hufflepuff, as he had some connections there, similar to Evan.

Noah? He designated himself as the examiner. He would evaluate their choices and, if necessary, erase their memories if they weren’t suitable.


Now that they had a clear direction, their moods visibly improved.

Before, they had felt stuck, unsure of how to move forward. But now, they had a strategy—something to focus on.

As they walked up the stairs, they suddenly spotted Hermione standing at the corridor entrance.

Her gaze was locked onto Noah and the others, as if she was afraid they would suddenly disappear.

"Miss Granger? Are you here to ask how Noah cast an Unforgivable Curse last night?" Lance rolled his eyes. Merlin’s beard, what was this girl doing here again?

"Come on, Lance. Maybe she’s here to say thank you," Kenn pulled him back, motioning for him to shut up.

"Well, I am grateful to you. Thank you for saving me from the troll." Hermione seemed a little nervous and hesitant, but she finally managed to get the words out.

"Is that so? Well, there’s no need to be so formal. We’re all Hogwarts students, aren’t we?" Noah smiled and waved it off, showing he didn’t mind.

But just as he was about to leave, he noticed Hermione’s expression—she looked like she wanted to say something but was hesitating.

That immediately piqued Noah’s interest.

Especially since she was alone—Harry and Ron were nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, Noah understood something.

"Anything else, Miss Granger?" He suppressed his curiosity and asked calmly.

"Well, I wanted to ask... can I study with you?"

Hermione blushed, hesitating for a long time before finally gritting her teeth and saying it all at once.

It wasn’t uncommon for students from different houses to study together.

But the problem was that Noah and his friends were already top students!

They were Ravenclaws—learning came naturally to them. Why would they go out of their way to help a Gryffindor?

Hermione had a feeling she was about to be rejected.

But she wasn’t going to be discouraged. If it didn’t work this time, she would try again!

She was tired of working so hard in Gryffindor and still feeling out of place.

She’d rather surround herself with brilliant academic minds, where her knowledge would actually be valued.

What Hermione hadn’t expected, however, was how the four boys reacted.

First, they looked stunned.

Then surprised.

And finally... they grinned with excitement.

Hermione was completely confused.


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