The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 288 Harley? (asking for monthly ticket)
"Good afternoon, Victri!"

"Mr. Victory, it's an honor to meet you!"

"Hey, Victree, where did you go on vacation?"

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On the way to the Hufflepuff carriage, people greeted Mu Sheng from time to time.

Those who didn't have much contact with him either greeted him like a normal classmate, or showed enthusiasm like they saw a campus celebrity.

Among those who interacted with him more often, apart from friends like Hermione and Luna, with whom he could chat casually, everyone else felt a little restrained.

"Victori, here!"

In a certain carriage, Hermione heard the noise outside, poked her head out of a compartment and waved to Mu Sheng excitedly.

Hearing the sound, Mu Sheng walked into the box where Hermione was, and the luggage behind him automatically flew to the luggage rack.

"Hermione, have you grown taller?"

Mu Sheng looked at the less immature girl in front of him, rubbed her head curiously, and then compared it with his chest.

"You've grown two centimeters taller. What did you eat during this holiday? How come you grew so fast?" Mu Sheng asked curiously.

Mu Sheng's intimate gesture made Hermione's face suddenly hot, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in her heart.

When they were together at Hogwarts before, Mu Sheng had rubbed her head like this many times. At that time, Hermione had no other feelings except that she disliked Mu Sheng for messing up her hair.

However, this time it was different, which made Hermione very confused about the origin of this feeling!
'Is it because I've grown up?'

Hermione recalled an event that had occurred during the holidays, an event that marked the beginning of a new phase in her life.

There were also the precautions her mother gave her, which made Hermione feel her cheeks getting even hotter.

"Ah! Stop rubbing my head. You messed up my hair."

Hermione broke free from Mu Sheng's big hands and combed her hair with her fingers.

Then he changed the subject somewhat awkwardly: "It's normal for me to grow taller at my age. Let me tell you about you. What did you do during this holiday? You wrote to me before saying that you went to Germany. There..."

Mu Sheng noticed something strange about Hermione and instantly understood something, but he did not expose her. Instead, he continued the conversation along with her.

The two sat down opposite each other in the box and shared their holiday experiences with each other, seemingly forgetting the previous episode.

Soon, Luna, Ernie, Justin and Hannah also got on the bus. The small compartment suddenly became crowded and the air became turbid.

Mu Sheng thought about it and stood up.

"The space here is too small. Let's leave first. I'll make it more spacious!"

"Make the space wider?" Hermione thought of something, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Is it the traceless extension spell? Victeri, you even master this high-level space spell?"

This kind of spell involving space is not something that ordinary students can learn, and even many adult wizards cannot master it.

Take Apparition for example. As long as you are seventeen years old and pass the test, you can learn it.

But only a few people can actually pass the test, and among these few, even fewer can successfully learn it.

Even though she was already accustomed to Mu Sheng's monstrous talents and abilities, Hermione still couldn't help showing an expression of surprise.

'It would be nice if Victory wasn't so fickle.'

These friends already knew about the unclear relationship between Mu Sheng and several senior schoolmates.

Hermione didn't feel anything before, but since she had her first period during this holiday, Hermione's body and mind have begun to mature.

With this unspeakable thought in mind, Hermione and everyone else retreated outside the box.

After everyone left, Mu Sheng closed the door of the box and took out his willow wood wand.

"Space expansion!"

An abundant amount of magic power surged out from the wand and landed on the wall of the small box.

This small box that can accommodate four people quickly extends in all directions.

Soon, a box that was ten times larger appeared in front of everyone.

"Wow! This is the first time I see how the Traceless Extension Spell can make space larger!"

"Come in and take a look, it's much more spacious now."

The space is larger, but there are only four seats. Mu Sheng used the transformation spell to make some sofas, and now it is perfect!

Several friends called over some classmates and friends, and everyone took out the things they brought from home to share with others.

The box was so lively that it seemed as if there was a party going on.

While Mu Sheng and others were enjoying their happy time, Harry and Ron had to drive the Weasley family's flying car and chase the train in the wilderness because platform 9 3/4 was inexplicably closed.

"Why is this happening?"

Harry sat in the dilapidated car and asked questions from his soul.

Ever since he entered the magic world, he found that things were not going smoothly for him.

First, he was sprayed with rat shit by Banban on the train, and the magic adventure that he had been preparing for a whole school year ended in vain.

The lightning scar on his forehead and the inexplicable pain made him faint.

What was even more uncomfortable was that when Harry woke up he found that he had pooped in his pants.

Fortunately, Ron was the only one present.
"Why am I so unlucky?" Harry was complaining to himself when he suddenly saw a mountain appear in front of him.

"Ron, be careful! There's a mountain ahead!" Harry exclaimed.

"I saw it!", Ron shouted.

"Why didn't you hide when you saw me?"

"The steering wheel is broken and won't move!"

It turned out to be a malfunction?

Harry's eyes widened instantly, and he and Ron looked at each other and shouted at the same time.

"what"

"what"

After a thrilling journey, Harry and Ron finally arrived at Hogwarts.

However, it was already dark by then, and the two were scolded by Snape, who said he would fire them.

Thanks to Dumbledore who arrived and rescued him, he was taken away by Professor McGonagall.

At the door of the duty office, Snape looked at Harry's back and thought about what he had just said, that he could not enter Platform 9 3/4.

'Is someone trying to harm Harry? But what good will it do to keep him from the train?'

As a student of Hogwarts and the legendary boy-who-survived, even if Harry couldn't make it to Hogwarts today.

Afterwards, a professor will come to pick him up.

Snape really couldn't imagine what the point of preventing Harry from catching the train would be.

“Very similar, right?”

A clear voice suddenly sounded from behind him. Snape was startled and turned around quickly.

After seeing the person coming, he immediately said unhappily: "Victori, what are you doing here?
If I'm not too old and blind, it should be curfew time now, right? "

"You just showed up in front of me like this, do you want me to deduct Hufflepuff house points and punish you by patrolling the Forbidden Forest?"

Snape spoke sarcastically as usual.

However, Mu Sheng did not pay attention to his tone and continued to speak to himself:
"Don't Harry's eyes resemble his mother Lily's?"

When Snape heard Mu Sheng mention the white moonlight in his heart, Lily's appearance appeared in front of his eyes. Deep red hair like flames, jasper-green pupils, and gentleness like stream water.

The thing about Harry that most resembles Lily is his equally green eyes.

Especially the innocent, aggrieved and pitiful look in his eyes when he was scolded by me just now.

This made Snape recall that when he was bullied by that damn James Potter and his gang, it was Lily who saved him many times.

However, because of his awkward self-esteem, when he was fighting back against the ridicule of James and the others, he somehow said that he did not need Lily, a 'mudblood', to save him.

Snape clearly remembered that Lily's eyes were the same at that time.
"Do you think it would be more similar if Harry had fiery red hair?"

Snape's eyes instantly saw Harry with fiery red hair, who indeed looked more like Lily when she was a child.

After all, Harry is only 12 years old now, and boys develop later than girls. In addition, Harry doesn't eat well since he lives under someone else's roof.

She is thin and small, and her body shape is similar to other girls of the same age.

"The voice also needs to be sharper. What about the face? What adjustments should be made to the face?"

"The chin is narrow." Snape was recalling Lily's childhood and blurted out subconsciously.

Then he suddenly reacted and swallowed the next words.

With a rather unpleasant expression, he glared at Mu Sheng and said, "Mr. Victory, if you don't go back to the dormitory, I will have to fulfill my duty."

"Should the chin be narrower? I understand." Mu Sheng nodded thoughtfully, then turned around and left with a swagger.

"What a likable little brat!"

Snape looked at Mu Sheng's arrogant back and muttered to himself.

On the way back to the dormitory, Mu Sheng met Filch who was on night patrol and took Mrs. Norris away.

Only the helpless and furious Filch was left, jumping up and down in the silent and deserted corridor late at night.

A few days later, on Monday, September 9th.

"Today we are going to learn an offensive spell, Fangs are like sticks."

In the second year Charms class, Professor Flitwick was talking nonstop about the things to pay attention to when casting spells.

After explaining it in detail several times, Professor Flitwick allowed the students to practice freely.

As usual, he and Mu Sheng started to learn and discuss the theory of spells.

"Look at that guy's appearance. If you don't know him, you would think he is the professor of Charms!"

Ron looked at the podium with some resentment, chatting enthusiastically with Flitwick.

In today's class schedule, Gryffindor has classes with Hufflepuff.

Whenever there was a day like this, Ron wanted to break his arm so that he could take a leave of absence, so that he wouldn't have to watch Mu Sheng show off his skills in front of him.

The title of 'stinky shit brother' still sticks to him and Harry, especially Malfoy, who always stands up to remind everyone when they are about to forget.

"Perhaps he can? Didn't Flitwick always say that Victeri's spell skills amazed him?"

Harry looked at Mu Sheng with some envy, wishing he could be as outstanding as him.

"I always feel like Victory is more like the hero who defeated the mysterious man."

Well, he certainly is!
Harry thought about the excitement he and Ron had missed at the end of last term.

"Okay Ron, stop looking and start practicing."

Harry nudged Ron, who was seeking revenge in his heart, with his elbow, reminded him and started practicing.

Harry performed the spell according to the techniques Professor Flitwick had taught him, with the gestures of the spell and the ups and downs of the spell's tone.

"The front teeth match the stick!"

Nothing happens.

Come again!

"The front teeth match the stick!"

This time it was a little better, and a little light came out of the wand.

There is progress, keep going!

"The front teeth match the stick!"

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It was not until the end of the get out of class that Harry finally cast the spell that was closest to success.

A full beam of magical rainbow light flew out of Harry's wand and shot towards the poor little animal in front of him.

Just when Harry thought he was going to succeed, the spell somehow bounced back.

It hit Harry right in the face!
"Oh!"

Harry only felt a buzzing in his head, and then a light sensation on his nose. It must be that his glasses were broken.

"Fortunately, it's okay."

After a quick check of his body, Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he found nothing wrong.

Magic is a very magical yet dangerous force, and failure to cast a spell will usually backfire.

The mildest cases are that there will be some extra hair or some less hair, while the most serious cases may even cause injury.

Just as Harry was congratulating himself on his good luck, he saw Ron pointing at him with his eyes wide open and his mouth open.

"Harry, your hair"

"hair?"

As Harry was wondering, he saw a strand of fiery red hair slowly falling from above his head.

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Harry reached out to touch it and found that it was growing from his head.

And it continued to grow until it reached the length of his waist.

"Harry, you've become Harry! Haha." Ron couldn't help laughing when he looked at Harry.

"Harley?"

Harry had a rough idea of what he was like now.

Just as he was about to think of a way to cut his hair, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

He had no choice but to pack up his books and rush to the classroom for the next class.

The next class was Snape's Potions class. If he dared to be late, Snape would definitely deduct Gryffindor house points.

In the Potions classroom on the first basement floor.

Harry's fiery red hair also attracted a lot of attention and jokes.

"Ron, do you have your scissors?"

"No, who would carry a pair of scissors with them?"

"Well, I have a feeling that Snape will mock and laugh at me again in a moment."

While Harry was speaking, Snape, with a gloomy face and greasy hair, walked in.

The moment he saw Harry, Snape paused and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Then he walked towards Harry's position with obviously hurried steps.

"Really like Lily."

(End of this chapter)