Fortunately, the textbook has the appearance and approximate location of each planet, and there is no mention of a satellite being regarded as a planet.
However, in the final analysis, Phineas still felt speechless and useless about this Astronomy class. It does not mean that everyone has the talent for Divination, and it is a waste of time for people without talent to learn Astronomy.
The wizarding world is not the Muggle world. They cannot develop rocket ships to enter space. For most wizards, space is too far away from them.
The remaining small number, apart from the Divination masters who need the help of astrological charts, are the few legendary wizards who can cast some powerful ancient magic through the universe and the planets in space.
Because of the clues given by Professor Flitwick, Phineas no longer needed to go to other professors to ask about the Ravenclaw common room. However, he still went to each professor's office after class for various reasons. There were many excuses, but in reality, there was only one: Phineas needed to enter their offices to unlock the achievement.
After a lot of hard work, in his system now, the achievement of exploring Hogwarts was as follows:
Explore Hogwarts: Tour all places in Hogwarts (except *****), including common classrooms, corridors, stairs, etc. (completed)
Common rooms of the four major houses (Slytherin, Ravenclaw completed)
Professor's Office (completed except for the Headmaster's Office)
Kitchen, Room of Requirement, Secret Passage (Room of Requirement completed)
Heritage Treasures of the Four Founders (Unfinished)
The overall progress is currently 54%.
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On Saturday morning, Phineas was sitting in the corner of the Slytherin table, quietly eating his breakfast, as usual.
A younger Slytherin student came over and said to Phineas with disgust,
"Professor Jonathan asked you to go to his office after breakfast."
After saying that, he didn't wait for Phineas's reply and turned around to leave, as if saying one more word to him was repulsive.
Phineas frowned as he watched the student walk away. Why did Professor Jonathan want to see him?
After learning that Professor Jonathan was a vampire, Phineas had become much more cautious around him. Although vampires can survive without drinking blood, their instincts remain dangerous. Otherwise, they wouldn't be classified among the creatures of darkness.
As for the Defense Against the Dark Arts position—everyone knew it was cursed. Phineas really didn't want to meet Professor Jonathan.
However, thinking about the task marked "make a fateful decision," he hesitated.
If Phineas had a friend beside him, he wouldn't hesitate—he'd refuse Jonathan directly. If Jonathan tried to use force, his friend could go to Dumbledore.
But Phineas had no friends at Hogwarts. In truth, Phineas had almost no friends anywhere.
That was why he was so hesitant to meet Jonathan alone—he couldn't guarantee his own safety.
It wasn't wise to refuse, either. Offending a powerful vampire now would be reckless.
The danger of going made Phineas consider his options very carefully.
Unable to think of a solution, Phineas lost his appetite, stood up, and walked out of the Great Hall.
Standing at the doorway, he whispered,
"Puffs."
A female house-elf appeared beside him at once.
"Master, do you have any instructions for calling Puffs?"
Phineas shook his head.
"Nothing for now, but listen carefully. If I call you later, appear immediately and Apparate me home."
The elf named Puffs bowed.
"Puffs understands. Master, if there's nothing else, Puffs will go now."
Phineas nodded, and Puffs disappeared.
Puffs was Phineas's insurance—his escape route from Hogwarts to safety at 12 Grimmauld Place.
When Phineas's mother, Walburga Black, died, he instructed Kreacher to go to the Ministry's House-Elf Resettlement Office to purchase a group of young house-elves.
Puffs was one of them. Her magical talent was among the strongest even among elves—who are, by nature, more magically capable than wizards. If not bound by the ancient contracts in their blood, they would never submit to wizardkind. But they had lived this way for thousands of years.
Puffs had always been by Phineas's side. She appeared the moment he called, handled his daily life, and ensured his safety. She was like a living bodyguard.
There was also a team of battle-trained elves at Number 12 Grimmauld Place, led by Puffs when Phineas was home. All house-elves were ultimately managed by Kreacher, who now acted like a proper butler.
It could be said that Puffs and the combat unit she led were Phineas's final line of defense. With them, no matter what happened in the magical world, he would remain protected.
Phineas hadn't intended to expose Puffs's existence, but the current situation left him no choice—he needed a backup plan.
Having given his instructions, he made his way to the third floor of the castle.
Professor Jonathan's office was still the same—bare and gloomy. It felt more like an abandoned room than a professor's office.
"Professor Jonathan, are you looking for me?"
Phineas knocked and entered.
Jonathan was sitting at his desk, focused on something. He looked up when he heard Phineas's voice and said,
"Ah, it's Black. I was wondering when you'd show up. Come, sit."
Phineas eyed him warily. After confirming Jonathan showed no strange expression, he stepped in and sat down.
"So, Professor, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Jonathan didn't look up. He continued examining a letter and said,
"Mm, Black, give me a moment."
Even while addressing Phineas, his hands kept working.
After a pause, Jonathan finally looked up and said,
"By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?"