Hogwarts: This professor is too Muggle

"..."

It's a roaring letter.

Melvin couldn't help but smile.

In essence, the purpose of a Howler Letter is not to convey information, but to vent anger. After receiving a Howler Letter, there is a buffer period. If you open the envelope within the period, you will be scolded by the Howler Letter. If you do not open the letter, the Howler Letter will explode, and the flames it ignites will be extremely difficult to extinguish.

Adult wizards can use magic to destroy a Howling Letter when they receive one, but first-year students cannot. The little witch is indeed very clever to come up with such an idea.

Hermione felt that the smile on his face was a little strange, as if he could see her situation, but he didn't react, which made her a little confused.

"Professor, does the theory of bloodline really exist in the wizarding world?"

"In the UK, there are many ancient wizarding families that have been passed down to the present day, and the pure-blood atmosphere is quite strong."

Melvin came to the shore and said, "However, many wizards are actually shrewd speculators. Their actions are driven by profit. Before the Statute of Secrecy was introduced, they could gain benefits by interacting with Muggles, so they actively integrated into Muggle society. After the Statute of Secrecy was introduced, they used the banner of pure-bloods to attract more wizards and safeguard common interests."

Hermione frowned tightly. "That's just how Malfoy is, isn't it?"

Melvin smiled but didn't answer directly. "There are two types of wizards who truly support the pure-blood ideal. One is the ignorant old stubborn ones who intend to take their closed-minded and backward families to the grave with them. The other is the foolish followers who are deceived and coerced by shrewd speculators and foolishly rush to the front to shout and clamor."

"These are the people who sent me the Howlers." Hermione's face was a little serious. "They don't hate me, they hate all Muggle-born wizards who appear in the public eye."

"You're right."

Melvin didn't say anything like "Don't care about what others think." Such words are false and empty, and can only fool children. If you say them too much, it will easily annoy people.

The twelve-year-old little witch was stronger than expected. She had experienced exclusion from the student body in the first half of her school year at Hogwarts, and now she was experiencing malice from strange wizards. However, she did not feel depressed or consumed by internal friction, and she even found a way to deal with the Howler calmly.

However, this problem is quite troublesome to deal with.

Of the three protagonists, Harry originally had a savior aura, and through the story's development, his Muggle-born mother's image was also elevated. Now no wizard dares to question his origins, and some even form the argument that opposing Harry is supporting Voldemort.

Ron is of pure-blood origin.

Only Hermione has a Muggle background, and as the video continues to be shown, she will enter the field of vision of more people. The good news is that she can accumulate reputation now, but the bad news is that the little witch will continue to receive malicious howling letters for a while.

A student who loves learning like her usually spends most of her time in the library. If a Howler exploded in the library, Madam Pince would probably put the little witch on the blacklist.

I can't stay by the lake forever.

"Hiss..."

The sound of a gunpowder fuse was heard again in the bag next to him.

Hermione quickly picked up a stone and sank it into the lake before the howling letter got out of control.

This black lake is vast and calm, seemingly without any waves, but it is actually bottomless, with a waterway connecting to the Atlantic Ocean underneath. The dark red envelope fell into the water, splashing waves, and soon disappeared without a trace, leaving only bubbles bubbling out.

"..."

Watching her skillful movements, Melvin thought for a moment and said to the little witch, "Remember how I taught you to deal with trolls on Halloween?"

Hermione's eyes lit up as she rummaged through her bag and pulled out a howler letter in a red envelope.

【Clear water like a spring】

Wingardium Leviosa

Hermione chanted the spell with a crisp sound, and the vine wood wand made a standard casting motion. The strength of her wrist shake was impeccable. In half a minute, a floating ball of water appeared in the air, with circles of ripples on the edge.

She carefully opened the envelope, and the roaring letter immediately vibrated, flew out of her hand and floated in the air, folding and transforming into a large paper mouth, emitting a sharp and piercing sound:

"Hermione Gran—"

Before the Howler could finish his last name, Hermione waved her wand, using the levitation spell to move the water ball and swallow the Howler.

“Mmm… Gulp…”

A series of fine bubbles surfaced, revealing an anthropomorphic drowning sound.

The roaring letter trapped in the water ball vibrated more violently, the bubbles became denser, and it even began to heat up rapidly.

The Howling Letter couldn't speak normally and was about to explode in an instant. A few Howling Letters didn't hurt Black Lake at all and barely made any waves, but it would be too much for Water Ball.

Hermione watched the water ball heat up, her anticipation growing, and her expression a little panicked.

"The Howler Letter is getting out of control!"

Hermione screamed, immediately dropped the water ball, and pulled Melvin to hide to the side.

"Don't panic."

Melvin reached out his hand toward the falling water ball. His magic, carrying his will, enveloped the entire orb, temporarily silencing the restless Howling Letter. "The Howling Letter is a magical artifact. Being wet doesn't prevent it from functioning. The Black Lake was able to silently swallow the Howling Letter because it's deep enough, and within that depth lies a turbulent undercurrent."

Hermione's eyes widened and she blinked.

Melvin has activated the levitation technique. This power is divided into two parts. One part keeps the water ball suspended, and the other part stirs the inside of the water ball, causing a surging undercurrent.

Hermione stared at the howler in the water ball as it suddenly began to spin.

One lap, two laps, ten laps...

The speed increased to the point where it was impossible to see clearly in a very short time. The roaring letter turned into a dark red blurry afterimage, and the entire water ball became turbid, like a whirlpool, and the invisible undercurrent tore the paper letter apart.

There was no sound, only silence.

At a certain moment, the letter paper cracked and exploded.

The letter was torn into pieces, and the water-softened fragments were shredded into crumbs. The undercurrent gradually subsided, and the tiny fragments gathered in the center of the water ball, mixed with ink marks, and were swept by the current, slowly swirling into a muddy mass.

Hermione repeatedly recalled the ball of water that seemed calm on the surface, and the trajectory of the Howling Letter. The powerful force contained in the silence was even more shocking.

The gentle and weak water flow was accelerated, and the violent force was stronger than an explosion.

With a gentle plop, the water ball fell into the black lake, creating ripples.

"Continuously exerting powerful force on an object through the air and skillfully manipulating the magic of the levitation spell can produce unexpected results. The key is to divide the water ball into different parts, target one or two water flows, and stir the entire ball..."

Melvin briefly explained the key points of the spell and motioned the little witch to try it herself.

Hermione looked a little dazed. After hesitating for a moment, she gripped her wand tightly and began to practice.

【Clear water like a spring】

Wingardium Leviosa

When Hermione saw the floating mass of water, she couldn't help but think of the scene of the troll drowning and the Howler Letter being torn to pieces.

Hermione took a deep breath, concentrated her mind, and waved her wand, imitating the professor's posture in controlling the vortex of the water ball just now. She mobilized her magic power to make the water ball rotate, but it only made the entire water ball rotate, without any undercurrent.

The little witch tried more than ten times in succession, but was unable to control it precisely. She frowned and looked at the water ball in silence.

It seems to be just a combination of basic spells, but it is extremely difficult to implement in practice.

Melvin, who was standing nearby, reached out and plucked a few leaves, placed them in the floating water ball, and whispered, "Make these leaves spin."

Hermione stared at the leaves and slowed down the movement of her wand, slower than her breathing, so slow that she could sense the leaves along the feedback of the magic of the levitation spell.

The leaves in late April, immersed in water, are tender green and clear.

The tip of the staff trembled slightly, and her perception seemed to be immersed in water. The leaves trembled slightly, and the two vibration frequencies and amplitudes gradually approached each other.

When the two vibrations coincided, Hermione suddenly started shaking her wand faster.

The leaves inside the water ball began to spin along with the tip of the stick.

An invisible connection was established between the two, but the speed was slow and the rotation was stagnant. The resistance in the water seemed to be transmitted to the wand along with the magic power.

Hermione pursed her lips, feeling a little impatient. She twisted her wand with great effort, her wrist twisting into an unnatural angle.

Melvin stretched out his hand and touched the surface of the water ball. The tender green color of the leaves quickly faded, revealing tiny veins. These veins swayed with the water flow and quickly became transparent. The transformation magic turned the leaves into clear water, which quietly melted into the water ball.

The resistance suddenly disappeared.

Hermione's movements became lighter and faster, and she became more and more adept at it. Gradually, she stopped turning her wand, but the undercurrent in the water ball was still spinning.

If the leaves were driven to turn by wrist strength just now, now it is complete control of magic.

"!!"

Hermione looked up at the professor with surprise and disbelief on her face.

……

Eight in the morning.

Long table in the auditorium.

The Magic Dome was an overcast gray, and today's breakfast was oatmeal, pickled herrings, fried eggs, and bacon, which tasted bland.

Harry and Ron saw Hermione finish her breakfast in no time, wipe her mouth, and get up to walk out. They looked at each other, swallowed their fried eggs, wiped their mouths, and chased after her.

"Hermione, wait!"

They caught up with the girl in the corridor outside the Great Hall, and Harry felt a slight stitch in his side.

"I heard from Lavender that you've been getting a lot of Howlers. Is everything going well?"

Hermione slowed down her pace, waiting for the two to catch their breath. "It was a bit bad at first, but I got used to it later. Some pure-blood wizards couldn't stand Muggle-born wizards getting the spotlight, but some wizards praised and wished me well."

Ron really had a stitch in his side and was burping non-stop. He could only look at his roommate.

"Didn't Headmaster Dumbledore help?" Harry said, catching his breath. "The Headmaster spoke to us after lunch yesterday. We talked for almost two hours. The topic was the letters. He told us not to take the contents of the letters too seriously."

Ron suppressed a hiccup and complained: "Actually, the principal told a fable for 90 minutes, interspersed with 20 minutes of jokes, and only 10 minutes of serious business."

"The headmaster didn't look for me." Hermione shook her head and was about to continue walking towards the library when an owl suddenly landed in front of her with a red envelope in its mouth.

"Oh no……"

Ron glanced at the envelope with fear.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked.

Ron pointed to the red envelope with trembling hands: "Howler."

Hermione glanced at it, then reached out to take the envelope, reaching for her wand as well.

Ron put his hands over his ears and called out to Harry to do the same. Harry was skeptical, but he did the same.

Then Harry saw Hermione summon a ball of water, put the red envelope that Ron had covered his ears with fear into the ball, and began to wave her wand rhythmically.

The envelope began to rotate gradually. At first, the speed was slow, but as the tip of the wand shook, the speed quickly increased. With a muffled sound and gurgling bubbles, the dark red envelope turned into wet scraps of paper.

"You...this...howling letter!"

Ron was stunned, so surprised that he couldn't even hiccup, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak.