HP: Wizards at Hogwarts

The aroma in the carriage was so enticing that it was hard to resist.

Neville, carefree and temporarily putting Raffles out of his mind, sat down.

It's not that I'm greedy!

I'm just accepting my classmate's apology!

After all, we are all classmates, and classmates should get along well!

After finishing a fried chicken leg, the group quickly warmed up to each other and introduced themselves.

"Oh my god, Harry Potter?! Is it really you?"

Hermione exclaimed in surprise at seeing "a character from the book" for the first time, "I know everything about you. Of course—I bought a few extra reference books, such as 'A History of Modern Magic,' 'The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts,' and 'Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century,' all of which mention you."

"Mention me?" Harry suddenly felt dizzy.

"You didn't know?! If it were me, I would definitely find every book that mentions me."

Hermione then looked at Ron: "Were you holding a wand just now, planning to perform magic?"

Ron was busy fighting Neville for food, so he could only mumble, "Uh... I guess so..."

"That's fantastic! Show us your talent!"

Her tone was arrogant and haughty, showing no regard for others.

"Ahem... Okay..."

Seeing everyone looking at him, Ron wiped his hands, picked up his wand, and began casting a spell on Scabbers: "Daisies, sweet cream, and sunshine, turn this silly fat mouse yellow!!"

call out--

Ron waved his wand, but unsurprisingly, nothing happened.

"Are you sure this really is a spell?"

Hermione's gaze held a hint of skepticism: "Looks like it's not very good, is it?"

"I tried a few simple spells at home, just for practice, and they all worked."

"No one in my family knows magic, so when I received my acceptance letter, I was extremely surprised, but also very happy, because, I mean, as far as I know, this is the best magic school—I've memorized all the textbooks, of course, I just hope it will work."

Ron, feeling humiliated, couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "What's there to be so smug about? Elaine knows way more magic than you!"

"Really??" Hermione looked at Elaine suspiciously.

"Of course!"

Elivin grinned smugly: "If you're a Muggle, you see me like a frog in a well looking at the moon; if you're a wizard, you see me like an ant seeing the blue sky!"

Hermione: "..."

"I'll ask you this: have you ever seen the sky over London at four o'clock?"

The four people in the carriage all shook their heads.

"I've seen it before!"

Elaine gave himself a thumbs up: "After receiving my Hogwarts acceptance letter, I got up at four o'clock every morning."

"After a quick wash, memorize the spells for an hour—that's the best time for the brain to memorize."

"After memorizing the spell, I need to exercise for half an hour—maintaining good physical health is very important because it will make my studies more efficient, and I will be more alert after sweating."

"While having breakfast, I should also read a copy of the day's newspaper to keep up with current affairs."

"After breakfast, I started memorizing the recipes, preparation steps, and properties of common ingredients for various potions."

"While wizarding courses are indeed important, education in Muggle society should not be neglected."

"So every morning from seven o'clock to twelve o'clock, I study 'mathematics,' 'foreign languages,' 'biological research,' 'herbalism,' and 'transfiguration spells,' one hour for each."

"Every day from 1 p.m. to 6 p.m., we study 'Chemistry,' 'Politics,' 'Astronomy and Geography,' 'Defense Against the Dark Arts,' and 'Spells,' one hour for each subject."

"From 7 p.m. to 11 p.m., I need to complete the homework for ten subjects, copy unfamiliar content from the textbooks, and compile a collection of wrong answers."

"Before going to bed, I also need to study the history of magic or human history for half an hour."

"In addition, I also need to set aside time every weekend to train in music, art, dance, cooking, chess and other skills."

"I go to bed promptly at 11:30 every night, never letting fatigue carry over to the next day!"

Question: What is the King of Rolls most afraid of?

Answer: Someone even more eccentric than him!

Anyone who has been to high school knows that the "King of Exams" is not afraid of academic geniuses.

Because they know that there is indeed some innate gap between themselves and academic geniuses.

This gap is called "talent," and it's something you can never make up for.

Therefore, the top students are not afraid of academic geniuses.

What they fear most are people with similar or even less talent than themselves, but who are more persistent and achieve more than they do!

That is, the "God of Scrolls"!

At this moment, Hermione felt like the King of Scrolls had met the God of Scrolls and had lost miserably!

In Hermione's past life, she had never met anyone whose talent was truly greater than hers, so she thought that Elaine was just an ordinary person who had only reached a higher level than her by being "more capable of rolling around".

And this is exactly what she cannot accept!

She can't stand anyone being more eccentric than her!

"A tide of ice!"

Elaine's mouth got dry from talking, so he pulled out a bottle of Coke.

With a flick of the magic wand, the cola instantly turned into iced cola. Taking a big gulp, I felt refreshed all over.

"If you can do these things, you can definitely be just as good as me!!"

"You...you're also...from a Muggle family...?" Hermione stammered out the question that had been on her mind.

From Elaine's words, she deduced that Elaine was most likely from Muggle society like herself, but was more hardworking and resourceful, to the point that the two of them were now at completely different levels.

Hermione knew she could never do that freezing spell now.

"That's right. I've always lived in Muggle society, and I've only been exposed to magic for less than two months," Elaine said with a light laugh.

Hermione was struck dumb, nodding blankly: "In less than two months, you've already mastered the 'Freezing Charm' so skillfully? That's something we learn in the third year..."

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Elaine feigned helplessness and said, "You have to understand, we are different from pure-blood wizards."

"They've been exposed to magic since childhood, and most of them have learned many spells before even starting school."

"Kids from Muggle families like ours are already at a disadvantage from the start. How can we not work hard?"

"If I fall behind at Hogwarts and become a poor student, getting my parents called in or being expelled, then my future is completely ruined!"

"So I have no choice but to push myself to the limit."

Hermione felt a chill run down her spine and broke out in a cold sweat.

Yes, I've been lagging behind others by more than a decade, and I still don't know how to work harder. I'm so lazy!

"actually……"

Just as Neville was about to say something, Elaine stuffed a chicken leg into his mouth, leaving him unable to utter a sound.

By the time I finally managed to swallow the chicken leg, I had already missed the best time to explain.

Now that things have come to this, it's impossible to say things like, "Wizards from pure-blood families aren't actually that powerful."