Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

At the end of the first class.

A total of only six students successfully raised their wands towards Yang An, but none of them released the spell.

Yang An was not surprised by this result. How could a baby living in swaddling clothes start fighting with a wild beast right away?

That's not a wizard, that's Superman.

All he had to do was to cultivate the strong willpower of these wizards so that they could think and judge calmly in any situation.

Of course, this is not selfless dedication.

More importantly, Yang An's will will subtly tell these students that they should trust and obey Yang An.

After all, the seven grades of students present can basically be regarded as the future of the British wizarding world.

With these students as followers, Yang An will be able to control the entire magic world sooner or later.

After giving extra points to the six students as agreed, Yang An announced the end of the get out of class and told the remaining students that the second class would also be an open class, and that he would teach them how to fight against this kind of oppression in the first half of the class and continue practicing in the second half.

There was no homework, but Yang An used mud to form a bronze dragon statue coiled on a pillar of fire in the side corner of the auditorium. Standing within three meters of it, one could feel the pressure.

If students want to continue to hone their will during this week, they can continue to hone their will here.

Judging from the eager expressions of most students, they are still very willing to accept this novel after-school homework.

From this perspective, this open class was a complete success. Even Dumbledore praised Yang An as a natural excellent teacher.

I guess no one could have imagined it.

The reason why Yang An organized this open class was simply to save himself from having to teach students every day.

But everyone got what they wanted, didn't they?

Except, of course. Poor little Ron.

I still remember that he was rescued by Yang An, but the price he paid was that he would retreat and feel fear whenever he heard Yang An's name.

So it was no surprise that little Ron fell ill, very seriously, and was sent to the school infirmary again.

According to Hermione, Ron was in a daze after the open class that day.

In this regard, Yang An can only say that it is his own fault. He is not a vengeful person, but he will never show mercy.

Inside the office.

"Hermione, you really don't have to come to my place every day."

Yang An picked up the boiling teapot and poured the boiling water into the teacup. He prefers brewing tea to boiling tea, and he also likes green tea better than black tea.

A desk was added next to the fireplace not far away, and Hermione was sitting there, concentrating on studying some principles of self-created magic circles that Yang An promised to teach her.

"But I can't just take these books back to the dormitory and let others see them, right?" Hermione raised her head and said lightly.

Looking closely at Hermione, one can notice some surprising changes in her.

For example, her messy brown hair became unexpectedly smooth, and the Muggle slim sportswear showed off her well-developed figure that was originally hidden under the black robe. She took off her braces and put on light makeup.

This made Hermione transform from a childish little girl into a graceful and beautiful young lady.

Hermione's courageous performance in Yang An's open class not only proved that she was a worthy Gryffindor, but also reduced the criticism of her from the Gryffindor students.

But Hermione gradually began to distance herself from her roommates and classmates.

She felt much more comfortable and at ease staying in Yang An's suite.

Moreover, she can discuss some magic issues with Yang An anytime and anywhere, which makes Hermione feel that she has benefited a lot. Of course, only Hermione herself knows whether she has other thoughts in her heart.

Yang An held the teacup and walked over to Hermione and put it down.

He glanced at the pattern of the magic circle she was copying and raised his eyebrows.

"There is a small mistake here. If the magic barrier here is drawn according to your method, it may not be a teleportation circle but a guillotine, Miss Granger."

"Really?" Hermione was a little surprised. She looked down carefully at the place Yang An pointed out, and then looked closely at the difference in texture between her own painting and Yang An's manuscript.

"Well. Oh my god, this is too complicated." Hermione pursed her lips and sighed sincerely. When she thought about copying the magic circle, it was only the basics. Then she had to use the magic wand to outline the magic circle in the air little by little, and finally inject magic power into it.
"Yang, you are a genius. I don't think even Dumbledore could create this kind of magic circle. How did you do it?" Hermione raised her head and looked at Yang An, with a strong desire for knowledge in her big eyes.

"Maybe it's because we are building on the shoulders of our predecessors." Yang An shrugged.

These magic circles were not his own work, but were more inspired by the knowledge of the Fire Demon Lord in Jackie Chan Adventures and the mountains of magic books in the Lotus Temple.

"Predecessors?" Hermione looked up sensitively. "What predecessors? Has anyone ever created this kind of magic circle?"

Yang An groaned, "Well, maybe I am a genius."

"Pfft." Hermione laughed.

Western girls develop early, and Hermione was in her prime at this time, so she was particularly lovely.

"I'll help you modify the magic circle. In fact, I suggest you start from the most basic, such as the Pure Heart Magic Circle that I will talk about next week."

Yang An said as he leaned down and reached out to grasp the tip of the pen held by Hermione.

For a moment, Hermione's body subconsciously tensed up a little, and her heartbeat began to accelerate.

Especially when Yang An's slender hands touched some of Hermione's skin, her blushing became more obvious.

“Relax and focus!”

Before Hermione had time to think about it, Yang An's voice came, which made her calm down and put aside all the messy thoughts in her mind.

"it is good."

Hermione agreed quietly.

Yang An's hands were steady, and he guided Hermione to draw gently on the paper at a constant speed. Hermione was surprised to find that the entire picture was as stable as if it was drawn by a machine, without any flaws, and even the pen marks were basically consistent.

No wonder Yang An can use the magic circle so easily.

Thinking of this, Hermione's competitive spirit also rose up.

She couldn't fall too far behind, especially since Hermione hadn't fully understood the gap between herself and Yang An before. But after it was reflected this time, Hermione realized that although the gap between her and Yang An was that of first and second in the grade,

But he got second place because he was suppressed by Yang An, but Yang An got first place because there was only one first place.

In terms of the gap, the two of them might be the first and the last in the school.

Hermione was full of pressure, but she turned the pressure into motivation and focused on following Yang An's pen to draw the magic circle.
Time passed by little by little, and as the sky outside gradually darkened, the Black Lake in the distance almost merged into the night. "That's about it. I think we should call it a day for now."

Yang An led Hermione to draw six diagrams of the structure of magic circles in one breath. He didn't feel tired at all, as he was also reviewing them.

It also corrected the operation problems of some magic connection points of the magic circle.

Hermione, in her calmness, entered a state where she was oblivious to the outside world and fully focused.

The progress was rapid, and she felt that these magic circles seemed to have been imprinted in her mind.

At this moment, Hermione recovered from her state of concentration when she heard Yang An suddenly speaking in her ear.

"Is it... so late already?" Hermione asked in surprise when she saw that the light outside the window had completely dimmed.

But then came a deep feeling of fatigue, as if I hadn't slept or eaten for a day and a night.

Hermione swayed and felt dizzy, but fortunately Yang An supported Hermione in time.

After waiting for a long time, Hermione finally calmed down a little.

"Feel sorry.."

"It's okay. It's normal to consume too much energy when thinking. But I suggest you don't do this too often, otherwise it might damage your hair."

Yang An said jokingly, while letting go of Hermione's shoulders, he turned and walked to the small refrigerator in the living room. Hogwarts cannot use electricity, but it doesn't matter. Yang An carved a frost magic circle on the refrigerator, which can have a very good effect.

Hermione felt the warmth that had been wrapping her up disappear, and she suddenly felt empty and reluctant.
"Have some chocolate and take a break. I didn't expect you to be so focused." Yang An took out a few pieces of milk chocolate from the refrigerator and handed them to Hermione.

Yang An also lamented how talented Hermione was at studying.

Hermione is indeed a genius born into a Muggle wizard family. Although she is not as talented as Harry Potter in magic, she can be said to be very smart in terms of learning talent, coupled with her own hard work.

Unfortunately, because of her Muggle identity, she became a mediocre lawyer in the future and went to work in the Ministry of Magic. Otherwise, Hermione had continued to study the mysteries of magic. She might not have become a great wizard like Dumbledore, but it was not impossible for her to be on par with Professor McGonagall.

But now, Hermione's future destiny has definitely changed.

"Thank you." Hermione took the chocolate from Yang An's hand with a slightly red cheek, unwrapped it, and ate it in small bites like a little squirrel holding a biscuit.

Yang An also sat down comfortably in the armchair, crossing his legs. The firelight illuminated the side of his handsome face, making Hermione a little dazed.

"I think you have roughly grasped the texture of the magic circle. Congratulations on mastering the basic knowledge of six magic circles in just one afternoon. Next, you can try to use your magic wand to carve a magic circle in the void."

Hearing Yang An's words, Hermione's eyes widened in surprise, "Really?"

"Now that you have learned all four of the magic circles that I originally intended to teach fourth-year students, perhaps I should give you an extra fifty points as a reward for your intelligence."

Yang An smiled and nodded. The compliment made Hermione lower her head shyly, "No, I don't need these rewards."

Being able to learn this new knowledge, and having Yang An teach her personally, is already the greatest reward for Hermione.

At this moment, Hermione couldn't help but have an additional thought in her mind: how nice it would be if Yang was still single.

Hermione quietly raised her amber eyes and looked at Yang An, only to find that Yang An was looking at her with a faint smile.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Hermione turned her head away quickly as if she was guilty of a crime.

"Hermione."

Yang An suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?" Hermione lowered her head and bit the cold chocolate, making a crisp sound. The sweetness of the milk chocolate eliminated the bitterness of the chocolate, and sweetness quietly spread in Hermione's heart.

"I want to ask you something very important."

Hearing Yang An's slightly serious voice, Hermione was startled and was about to stand up and look at Yang An, "What's the matter?"

“Have you thought about the future?”

Hermione blinked, as if she had thought of something, her heartbeat began to speed up, and she became inexplicably nervous. She looked at Yang An with a probing look, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

Yang opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Hermione spoke up next.

"But I think that what you told me before about Muggle wizards, half-blood wizards and pure-blood wizards may also become one of my future goals. I want to eliminate the discrimination of pure-blood wizards against us Muggles and half-blood wizards!"

Yang An nodded with satisfaction, good girl, this child is teachable.

Following Hermione's somewhat nervous and explicit answer, Yang An stood up solemnly, straightened his clothes, turned his hand, and a business card with the logo of a half-decayed silver world tree appeared in his hand, which he handed to Hermione.

"This is."

Hermione stretched out her hand, which was trembling slightly due to nervousness, and took the business card handed to her by Yang An.

I flipped through it and saw that the front of the business card was a decayed silver world tree with a very beautiful hollow pattern on it.

After learning about magic circles during this period, Hermione could already see traces of magic circles, and cleverly hid the magic circle in this business card, just like the birthday ring that Yang An gave her.

Looking at the back of the business card, it is golden, and in the center is a black dragon coiled on a volcano. It is outlined with lines, but it looks lifelike, especially the majesty that looks down on the world.

The outstretched dragon wings covered large areas of the golden surface on both sides, as if covering the sky and the sun, and extended to the outside of the business card, as if to indicate that the range covered by the black dragon's wings was boundless.

This business card alone looks like a fine work of art.

"I have also established an association in private, with the aim of eliminating the current situation of mutual discrimination among wizards in the magical world, bringing the overly old and conservative magical world into line with the Muggle society, and making magic great again."

Yang An explained softly, observing Hermione's expression, who was obviously very fond of the card, but also a little nervous.

"Ms. Hermione Granger, I am now inviting you on behalf of the president of the Nidhogg Association. I hope you can join this association."

"Are you willing to accept it?"

Even many years later, when Hermione had become co-chair of European Magical Affairs, she could still recall that day clearly.

Whenever she thought back on it, Hermione would always feel thankful.

Fortunately, she accepted Yang An's invitation without any hesitation, which changed her future life.

And now.

Hermione slowly raised her head and looked at the regal and handsome young man's burning eyes in the firelight.

Without any hesitation, Hermione smiled and nodded.

"Of course, I do."

(End of this chapter)