In the 11 years he spent with the Dursleys, Harry had never found any holiday to be a happy one. They always made his cousin Dudley tease him in a fuller state.
When Harry first came to Hogwarts, every day felt like a holiday.
He no longer had to be trapped in that small stairwell. He had a large dormitory and a comfortable bed. Although he didn't have it alone, every roommate was friendly to him.
He no longer has to suffer from hunger. Compared with before, where he was often locked into a small space and starved for a meal, he could eat and drink freely on the long table in the auditorium. He really loved this place.
He no longer has to feel inferior to others. He has become a hero in the magical world inexplicably. Although he has no memory of what happened at that time and is still a little uncomfortable with the feeling of being in the spotlight, as a boy, who can do this? How about not being complacent?
But over time, or eight or nine days, he became accustomed to it.
It's quite like entering Zhilan's room for a long time without smelling its fragrance.
And with the halo of being a savior, during the two months of studying and living at Hogwarts, he found that his talent did not seem to be worthy of that huge reputation.
In terms of performance in various subjects, it is not bad, but it is only average.
This made him very distressed, and the course schedule posted on the wall became even more disgusting.
Especially in every class, there will be one person who constantly shows how excellent she is, which makes him even more mediocre.
Sometimes he also thinks that maybe that kind of performance is worthy of his reputation.
Yes, he was jealous and sometimes even wanted to stay away from Hermione.
But I don't want to do this in my heart.
He could feel the kindness conveyed by Hermione, although this kindness was sometimes difficult to accept.
Harry thought as he touched the glasses frame that had been repaired as before. Apart from Hagrid, Hermione was the first person among the young wizards to help him and was his friend.
What troubled him recently was that the relationship between his two friends was getting worse and worse. In the Charms class just now, Ron's face turned red and swollen, as if he was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood and spray it on Hermione's face.
I feel vaguely that the conflict between them may be intensifying again...
Sure enough, Ron hurried over after class and angrily said bad things about Hermione to him.
"No wonder no one in the class can stand her, she's a nightmare!"
"A man's deepest nightmare."
Last night, when Hermione was about to leave, Ani stopped her.
“It’s just that people are so obsessed with themselves that they can’t notice it, no one reminds them, and they can’t extricate themselves.
Hermione, conflicts are never one-sided.
When you are angry at someone else, try to see the problem from the other person's perspective.
Just because your starting point is good, you cannot require others to follow your advice willingly——
After being reprimanded at home, many boys still choose to go their own way despite knowing that their parents love them.
Everyone has the right to choose their own life. Being willing to be mediocre is not a shortcoming. Everything has pros and cons.
Well-intentioned advice is noble, and well-intentioned help is also noble. The other party's rejection will not undermine this nobleness, but anger will.
If you get irritated by this, this nobility can be labeled as controlling others.
Don't rush to defend yourself, Hermione. As an excellent wizard, we must learn to ignore those irrelevant criticisms, but more importantly, we must clarify our own hearts and make ourselves better..."
If she hadn't thought of this, Hermione swore she would have punched the redhead so hard that his mouth was crooked.
Taking two quick steps, she stopped in front of the two of them. Hermione turned around and said hello to Harry first. Ani said that when you are angry, don't take it out on others.
"Mr. Ronald Weasley, I apologize for hurting your pride." Hermione looked at Ron without blinking.
"I won't meddle in other people's business anymore, but please know that it's not polite to criticize others behind their backs. Goodbye!"
After saying goodbye to Harry, the little witch left with her chin raised proudly.
Harry looked at his friends beside him, Ron, whose face was red with anger and trembling all over.
After Hermione withdrew her previous kindness, she stopped talking loudly and kept her head down without speaking.
Then Harry saw that neither of them said a word during the entire class that followed. He also seemed very silent after class.
This state lasted until the banquet.
Under the playful eyes of the senior students, the freshmen from the Class of 1991 put on expressions of exclamation.
The high ceiling was covered with dark clouds, and clumps of bats shuttled between the candlelights, making the candlelight, which was already darker than usual, even brighter and flickerier.
The bats passed through the big mouth of the jack-o-lantern, and then exited through the nose and eyes. Some of the unlucky ones even had their hair set on fire, bringing out a stream of flames and black smoke as they spiraled down. , and turned into a ghostly decoration when it was about to hit the top of the little wizard's head, and at this time there were dark clouds above.
There were also many weird mini-ghosts wandering around. A minotaur with smoking nostrils ran past Hannah's legs, startling her and causing her to fall backwards.
Fortunately, Neville's quick eyesight and quick hands helped her, and she was saved from being trampled when another iron-clawed monster, which was shorter and skinnier than the other mini-ghosts, ran past.
"Oh my gosh, I know this. It's Freddy Krueger. I didn't expect the wizard to know him too."
Justin shouted excitedly, seemingly happy to see a familiar character in the magical world again. At the same time, I am a little confused as to why this Freddy’s hat is green?
"Of course we know." Ernie put his arm around Justin's shoulder, "He is a famous dark wizard. I heard that he broke the mandrake flower pot when he cast the spell."
"Then what?" Justin asked quickly with a look of shock on his face.
"When the Aurors who were chasing him arrived, his body was still active, but his soul was gone..."
Ernie was chatting, and Hannah soon joined in. It was obvious that the three freshmen got along very well with each other.
Unlike the Hufflepuff trio, Ron, one of the original Gryffindor Triangle, now had his eyes protruding and his mouth wide open as if he was ready to catch the eyeballs that might fall off at any time.
Just now, Ron, who was looking towards the Minotaur, discovered that his brother, Percy, whom the twins called friendless, was chatting and laughing with a witch in front of the Gryffindor table.
Smooth chestnut hair flowed across her delicate face. Under her thin eyebrows, her deep brown pupils seemed to absorb the scant candlelight nearby, but condensed the most transparent clarity.
The pointed nose stood proudly upright, and the wings of the nose opened and closed, as if they were happily playing with the dimples that appeared from time to time.
The slightly curved thin lips outline a bright arc. Although the color is a bit light, it makes people feel that this is the true nature of gentleness.
It's so immersive that you can't help but smile with her.
The two set teeth not only did not detract from the girl's beauty, but made her even more cute and real.
However, why does it look so like——
"Hermione?"
Harry and Ron spoke at the same time, and immediately got the answer from each other's question.
"Hermione!"
The two looked at each other in disbelief.
Ron felt empty in his heart, feeling like he had lost something very important.
The two came to the side, and before Ron opened his mouth to say anything, Hermione greeted Harry first, and continued talking to Percy without even looking at him.
Seeing Ron hesitate to speak, Hermione felt that the sullenness in her heart for the past two months had completely dissipated.
You used to be indifferent to me, but today, sister, you are beyond your reach!
This sentence is not directed at anyone, but at everyone!
You have the right to refuse my help.
I also have the right to choose my friends!
I just need to live the way I want.
After finishing her conversation with Percy, Hermione helped Neville stretch out the robe tucked into his waist and sat down.
At this time, Dumbledore also stood up. After a brief speech, the dining table sat in the flickering candlelight, and the golden plate with various colors became full in an instant.
Aini flicked her index finger slightly, and a long, pointed needle flew out silently.
Only when the needle fell to the ground did Professor Quirrell, a model worker, arrive as promised.
"The troll is, in the basement. I, I thought you knew..."
After saying that, he "passed out" and prepared to land on his own face for the sake of the "portable grandpa" on the back of his head.
"Ah~!~!~!" o(*≧д≦)o!!
Practice has proved that all it takes to wake up a wizard who is pretending to be comatose is a Billywig insect sting.
Of course, the needle is placed upward.
Quirrell screamed heartbreakingly as he floated, and the slender Billywig insect sting penetrated his eyelids and penetrated deeply.
Seeing this tragic scene, Aini also twitched the corner of his mouth. He swore that he just threw the sting needle out and did not perform any operations later.
If there were fluctuations in magic power, even a weak Voldemort would not be unaware of it.
In fact, if Quirrell fell down without selecting the stinging area, Aini did think about controlling the stinging needle to him.
But Quirrell was obviously more unlucky than he imagined. It seems that Voldemort's curse on the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is indeed similar to what he observed, which will strip away the fate of the recipient.
And under Dumbledore's deliberate urging, Quirrell's luck may not turn into a high negative number.
Just like the sting needle thrown by Aini before, it happened to get stuck in the gap in the floor and became neutral. Then, as if guided by destiny, Quirrell hit it hard with his right eye.
It's just a stroke of luck.
Ani looked at Dumbledore and laughed awkwardly. It was obvious that his little actions could not be hidden from the bad old man.
Yep, if you knew it but didn't stop it, you are an accomplice.
He was very hard-hearted, but Aini decided to avoid it for the time being.
"Professor Dumbledore, you and the professors can guard the auditorium while I go to take the troll back to the Forbidden Forest."
After that, it was best to sneak away first, and besides, today was the day of Hermione's spiritual transformation, and Ani didn't want the banquet to end so hastily.
Since you have come to this magical world, and there are big bosses behind you to protect you, you have to make some changes according to your own wishes.
If you are afraid of the wolf in front of you and the tiger in the back, because Voldemort will be resurrected, you will live in fear every day.
What's the difference between that and the previous life where I had to take the initiative to work overtime in 996 for fear of being scolded by my boss? !
And after just receiving a black light group, Aini said that he can play with Quirrell for a year!
I've got the Dark Lord's wool!
