Hogwarts: I Can Still Learn

My name is Hermione Granger, an ordinary second-year student. My father is a dentist, and my mother is also a dentist. My family lives in Building [-] of Tipping Bucket Garden. Ahem, no.

I started to like reading books when I was a child and didn’t know a few words. There were many books in my room, and my memory is very good. Even after a long time, I will not forget the contents of the books. It is also because of this , my grades in all subjects at school are very good.

Today is a day to be happy because the school's final exam is held today.I like exams very much. It is a kind of proof of my learning ability. More importantly, my father promised to take me to visit the museum as long as I can maintain the first grade in grade.

In fact, it was very easy to get the first grade in the exam, because I started reviewing a few months ago, so it was already a certainty that I would be able to go to the museum.

My parents were not too worried about me. They dropped me off at the school gate and went to work in the clinic as usual, but I was still a little nervous. After all, this kind of exam only happened once every semester.

I walked into the school with my head lowered, not because I was not confident in myself. I had never doubted my own strength. It was just that I found that many people seemed to be looking at me, which made me uncomfortable.

I noticed that there were several heads crowded in every window of the teaching building. Their eyes were pointed at the school gate as if they were waiting for someone to arrive.

Strange, the exam is coming soon. Shouldn't you be immersed in reviewing at this time?

I stepped up the stairs with doubts, but saw a senior girl turning her head three times every step of the way to look at the large arched window at the corner of the stairs. That window also faced the school gate.

The girl looked back and walked, almost stepping on my heel.

"Senior, please be careful when walking." I couldn't help but turn around and say to her.

She had to look away and said sorry to me.

"It's you Miss Smith."

When I saw her face, I realized that she was a fourth-grade senior I knew who had very good grades. I had asked her about study problems, and she would patiently answer me every time.

"Oh, Hermione." She was also a little surprised when she saw me, "You are here. I thought you would go to the classroom early to review."

Miss Smith is one of my few study partners and one of the few friends who understands me well. She was right when she said that if Dad's car hadn't needed gas, I would have been in the classroom right now.

"So what are you looking at? I noticed that many people are looking at the school gate."

I was interrupted by Smith before I finished speaking. Her expression seemed even more surprised than before, which gave me the illusion that I was a country bumpkin who didn't even read a newspaper.

"Ah, you don't know him?" She continued to look at me like a country bumpkin.

"Is there another writer coming to our school to give a lecture?" I couldn't stand that look, so I subconsciously pretended to know.

"Of course not." Her voice suddenly rose, causing several students passing by to look over.

The senior who noticed something unusual nearby had to lower her voice and said, "Do you remember the one I told you about who was number one in our grade?"

"Remember, what happened to the one who never moved up the rankings?"

"I only found out last year that that person was actually in the same class as me."

"Didn't you say you don't know him?"

It's too bad that he didn't introduce me to such a big shot. I suddenly began to feel that my senior sister was not that good.

"Oh, listen to me. I didn't know him before. He just came to school for a month when he was in the first grade, and then he never came to school again. I didn't even know his name at that time. I always thought he had transferred schools.

"It turned out that I only noticed during the final exam last semester that there was an unknown person in the class. When I asked the teacher, I found out that he was a transfer student. He was absent from class every day for a whole semester. By the end of the semester, I only come to school once for the exam.”

The senior sister's expression became a little sad and angry, as if she was complaining about the unfairness of the world.

"Shouldn't students who don't study attentively be expelled? School Rule No. 14 clearly mentions absenteeism."

"Are you kidding? Keke is a genius with perfect marks. Why should he be expelled? Do you think the school will give up such a student?"

At first, Hermione didn't have time to connect what Smith said, but now she suddenly realized that the person who missed class every day was the same person who was number one in the grade.

Seeing the schoolgirl with her mouth wide open in surprise and not even realizing that she had exposed her rabbit front teeth, Smith secretly thought that it was not good.

She knew very well how much effort Hermione put into maintaining her grades, but now that this girl knew that there was such a guy who never went to class but had incredible grades, she would definitely be hit hard.

She tried to comfort her: "Well, Hermione, don't compare with him. I just found out that the person who has always been ahead of me in rankings has been sad for a while since he never went to school. That, that's not true at all. It’s not a person, it’s”

"What is it?" The girl finally recovered from her shock and subconsciously took over what her senior said and asked.

"It's a pervert, yes, a pervert." Smith originally wanted to say that he was a god. People in his grade called him the God of Study, but considering Hermione's mood, he abruptly changed the word to another word.

"What's his name?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"Um Greengrass, Vincent Greengrass, why are you asking this?" Smith felt that she couldn't quite understand the brain circuit of this school girl. Do you want to regard him as an enemy? She squinted at Hermione, only to Not only was there no hostility in her eyes, but they were sparkling.

"Then Greengrass must have a particularly powerful learning method, right? If I ask him, he won't fail to tell me."

"" Smith can't understand her at all. Even if there is, it's not a method that normal people can use.

"I'm going to corner him today and after the exam." Hermione's eyes were filled with a hint of madness, like a hungry wolf seeing a little white rabbit.

"Are you sure?" Smith's mouth twitched. She really couldn't understand Hermione's crazy enthusiasm for learning.

"You can't stop him." She tried to persuade Hermione not to do useless things. "Greengrass turned in every exam early. After the exam, he just ran away on his skateboard, as if he was rushing to reincarnate. , it’s impossible for anyone to talk to him.”

"Then, I'll pay it in advance too"

"Then, I wish you success"

"Bang" On the way to school, Vincent, who was rushing to be reincarnated, sneezed.

He rubbed his nose. Could it be that he was catching a cold?

"Wang" Yigubigu was dissatisfied with his owner's sudden stop, so he tugged on the dog's leash and urged him to leave quickly.

Vincent ignored it, just raised his head and glanced at the scorching sun, tightened his school uniform