Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

After stirring, the large bubbles that emerged turned into small bubbles, the murky blue color gradually became clear, and the impurities gradually gathered towards the center.

The liquid in the crucible turned into a clear light blue, and at that moment, impurities suddenly flew up, forming a pure pink smoke at the mouth of the crucible.

"It's so beautiful!" Hannah exclaimed excitedly, her face flushed. She grabbed the porcupine quills and was about to throw them into the crucible.

Vizette quickly reminded her, "Hannah, you must leave the fire before joining the Porcupine Thorn."

"I almost forgot!" Hannah said gratefully, quickly picking up a rag and the crucible to add the porcupine quills.

The porcupine quills slowly melted in the residual heat, turning into specks of starlight that adorned the potion.

Snape came over again, picked up a spoon, scooped out the boil-healing potion, and examined it. "First time making a potion? Never learned before?"

Wizette countered, "Did you help Mr. Lovegood press Gordigan for tea?"

"Gordigan making tea?" Snape's hand trembled as he looked at Vizet very seriously. "Can you not be influenced by those absurd theories?"

Vizette was a little confused. "You mean Mr. Lovegood? I think what he and Luna said made a lot of sense."

“You do have some talent!” Snape didn’t reply, his voice dry.

He changed the subject and continued, "Now that you've finished the potion, why don't you look at your classmates? Are you trying to stand out from the crowd?"

Vizette calmly replied, "Yes, Professor Snape."

Hannah followed behind him, and the two of them wandered around the classroom like Snape.

If Snape brought fear to the students, then Wizette brought hope.

With the help of his magical eye, Vizette can improve the potion-making process by observing the completeness of the symbols on the materials.

Before long, all the students who had been helped by Vizet successfully completed the potion.

In the students' eyes, the originally scalding hot crucible now looked even more pleasing to the eye.

Even the rising pink smoke was as festive as celebratory fireworks.

Chapter 33 The Allure of the History of Magic

When the bell rang, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and crowded around Vizet, wanting to say something.

"Do you want to stay here and clean the classroom?" a cold voice rang out. Snape lowered his eyelids and spoke slowly.

Like startled birds, everyone quickly packed up their textbooks and shoved each other out of the classroom.

Snape abruptly said, "Vizet, you stay here and clean up."

Michael and the others wore expressions of "good luck to them" as they waved and left the classroom.

Hannah asked timidly, her face already flushed, "Can I stay here too?"

"Ha!" Snape sneered, offering no direct response.

Vizet waved her hand, "Actually, there's not much to clean. I can manage by myself."

"If it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't have been able to finish the potion." Hannah didn't explain much, and rolled up her sleeves to start wiping the table.

"Thank you!" Vizette said softly, picking up the broom and dustpan from the corner and sweeping away the snake tooth debris and dried nettles on the ground.

Dol...dol...dol...

The sound of the stone pounding against the snake's teeth echoed in the classroom as Snape, oblivious to his surroundings, processed the materials, preparing to brew a potion to treat boils.

The cleaning was completed quickly, and Vizette stood in front of the podium, carefully observing Snape's potion-making process.

Snape's movements were steady, without a single unnecessary motion. After just ten crushing blows, all of Snake Fangs were reduced to an incredibly fine powder.

When dealing with slugs, he didn't use tweezers, but instead pinched the slugs with his fingers and put them into the steamer.

The entire potion-making process was smooth and efficient. Snape, with his skill and audacity, used a powerful fire to shorten the potion's brewing time.

In just ten minutes, the pure pink smoke bloomed like flowers, announcing the successful completion of the potion.

Snape looked up at Vizet and asked in an icy tone, "What did you see?"

After a moment's thought, Vizette said, "Your familiarity with potion ingredients! Whether it's handling snake fangs or dried nettles, it's all done with perfect precision."

"The same applies to steaming and boiling slugs. You can judge the quality of the material by kneading the slugs with your hands, so you can get the best quality slugs without opening the lid."

"You scrape off the impurities from the porcupine quills with a scraper before adding them, making the potion flawless. This is the part that has benefited me the most."

“Not bad, it seems you’re not stupid.” Snape said softly, his tone unreadable. “Talent can raise the bar, but Potions is no simple subject.”

"Experience is just as important as talent. Being able to judge the quality of materials based on experience will allow you to go further on your potion-making journey... Ravenclaw, five points. You can go back now."

Hannah looked incredulous and even covered her mouth.

“Thank you, Professor Snape. We’ll be taking our leave now.” Vizzet looked at Snape, and he seemed to see a hint of appreciation in Snape’s eyes.

But this fleeting moment of appreciation was short-lived, making him think he might have been mistaken.

……

Arriving at the Great Hall entrance, Hannah was still a little dizzy. "This is the first time I've ever known that Professor Snape could talk so much, and he even gave you five points! Five points!"

“Wouldn’t that be?” Vizette asked. “I remember Qiu Zhang telling me that every professor has the power to add or deduct points.”

“Professor Snape is different…” Hannah glanced back before lowering her voice to explain, “Professor Snape only adds points to Slytherin and deducts points from the other three houses.”

"Is that so?" Vizet smiled slightly. "Looks like I'm quite lucky."

……

After a morning of potions lessons, Vizet gained a lot of goodwill among the new Hufflepuff students.

When he passed the Hufflepuff table, the freshmen would smile at him.

Madam Pomfrey's medical advice proved effective; after a midday of meditation, he appeared in the History of Magic classroom refreshed and full of energy.

This classroom is located on the second floor of the castle. The classroom is well-organized, well-ventilated, and has excellent natural light.

In the afternoon, the bright sunlight streamed into the classroom, creating a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

As Hogwarts' only ghost professor, Professor Binns's way of entering the classroom was particularly unique.

Just then, the class bell rang, and Professor Binns appeared through the wall, floating to the podium.

"It's time to start class!"

He did not call roll, and the students in front of him did not even glance at him. He then began to teach in a dull, monotonous voice.

"There was a period of stability and prosperity for wizards and Muggles... Wizards lived in Muggle villages, exchanging potions and healing magic for necessities..."

"The evil Emeric rose up in southern England, where he ruled with terror... The appearance of this dark wizard was the spark that ignited the Muggle 'witch hunt'..."

"The relationship between wizards and Muggles has broken down, and wizards have begun to distance themselves from Muggle villages... Although Muggles cannot defeat adult wizards, they can prey on young wizard children..."

The bright, warm sunshine, coupled with the drawn-out, melodious voice, made it the perfect time to catch up on sleep.

Around Wizette, her roommates, who had intended to take serious notes, couldn't resist Professor Binns's voice and started dozing off like chickens pecking at rice.

Before they knew it, only two sounds remained in the classroom—Professor Binns's lecture and the rustling of Wizette taking notes.

The book "History of Magic" is so thick that even after Vizette copied the entire book, she still couldn't fully remember all of it.

Professor Binns did not simply read from the textbook when he taught; instead, he would succinctly summarize the content, which greatly benefited Wizette.

Unfortunately, this content is hidden in the drawn-out, rambling tone, requiring the patience of a gold prospector to discover the shining golden words within.

Professor Binns continued his lecture, "Some wizards, because their children have been murdered, have gradually gone to extremes, using the torture and killing of Muggles as a means of revenge..."

"The emergence of these dark wizards exacerbated Muggles' fear of wizards, and the 'witch hunts' intensified, leading to the tragic murder of more wizarding children..."

"Wizards developed methods specifically targeting Muggles, such as Muggle-repelling charms and Muggle-proof doorknobs. The emergence of these methods further reduced communication between wizards and Muggles..."

As the saying goes, "By taking history as a mirror, one can understand the rise and fall of dynasties."

Through Professor Binns's lectures, Wizette gradually learned why wizards isolate themselves, thus creating a "magical world."

Wizards are beings born with the ability to cast spells, and their way of thinking is very different from that of Muggles.

For wizards, when they encounter trouble in life, the first thing they do is use magic to solve the problem. This is also the reason why Muggle-repelling charms and Muggle-proof doorknobs appear.

However, they all lead to the same goal: Muggles create various tools for production, and wizards invent various kinds of magic to deal with troubles.

Thinking about it this way, Vizette appreciated the allure of the history of magic even more.

When the bell rang, the roommates woke up one after another and wiped the drool from their mouths.

Terry rubbed his eyes and asked in a daze, "Um... Vizette, why do you look so energetic?"

“I’m taking notes,” Vizet said, still savoring the moment. “The history of magic class is so much fun!”

Michael opened his mouth, patted his face, and said, "Maybe this is the real Ravenclaw... even in History of Magic class, he's so diligent!"

Vizette smiled noncommittally and turned her gaze to the scenery outside the window.

He suddenly realized that writing letters wasn't so difficult after all, and there were so many interesting things to say.

Chapter 34 Luna and Xin

In Devonshire, in the village of Autry St Catchpol, the Lovegood family.

On a bright morning, the light blue curtains swayed gently in the breeze.