Overturning Hogwarts

History of Magic class.

Professor Binns' boring explanation came from the front of the podium. Most of the students were drowsy, and only a few were listening carefully and taking notes.

In a corner of the back row, Zhang Rui held his chin with his left hand and subconsciously turned the wand with his right hand. He shielded his ears from outside sounds and was lost in thought about his own affairs.

Since the last time he violated school rules in front of Hermione and refused to change it, Miss Granger has never come to see him again. Even sometimes when they met in the cafeteria, Hermione would pretend not to know him and go around.

Zhang Rui was very happy. He finally got rid of the annoying Granger. No one would ask him nosyly why he didn't take notes in class.

But not long after he was happy, something else was bothering him.

As the learning time gets longer, the little wizards are getting better and better at controlling magic. In spells and transfiguration classes, there are fewer and fewer little wizards who have no effect after using magic.

This also means that it is getting harder and harder for Zhang Rui to disguise himself, otherwise in the end, he will be the only one in the class who cannot use magic and will not be noticed.

Unless he doesn't take these two classes, but if he doesn't take these two classes, why is he coming to Hogwarts?

Now in the eyes of Flitwick and McGonagall, he is just a student who is playful and does not listen to lectures and studies, so he always fails in casting spells. Thanks to the large number of people in Hufflepuff, there are still several such students.

But if it takes a little longer, if those students all succeed in casting spells, Zhang Rui may not be able to hide it anymore.

Zhang Rui doesn't know if he is still a Muggle now. Anyway, every night he sits cross-legged on the bed and makes the "Bing" seal to practice. Sometimes he feels in a daze that there are small energy molecules gathering into his body.

But maybe it's an illusion? What do you think about every day and dream about every night?

Because there is no real magic wand, Zhang Rui has never successfully cast any magic, and it is not certain.

As for asking others to borrow one to try, the wand is a very personal item, and Zhang Rui always deliberately keeps his distance from others, so no one will lend it to him.

Neville could lend it to him, but since he asked Neville for some copper nut to send a letter to the owl, he has never been able to see him again.

So the top priority is to get a working wand somewhere to try it out.

Now that he can't leave Hogwarts and can't go to Diagon Alley, the only way Zhang Rui can think of is to make a wand himself.

Ever since he broke off Malfoy's wand and found unicorn hair inside, Zhang Rui has been thinking about where to get some unicorn hair and then make a simple wand by himself.

After all, British wizards more than 2,000 years ago could make wands. Zhang Rui didn't believe it. He couldn't compare with today's craftsmanship, and couldn't compare with the British barbarians more than 2,000 years ago?

Recently, I finally heard from others that there are unicorns in the Forbidden Forest not far from Hogwarts Castle.

Although Dumbledore reminded him on the first day of school not to allow young wizards to go to the Forbidden Forest, Zhang Rui has always been a disobedient master, and now he has made up his mind to find unicorns to make wands. Went to see the Forbidden Forest.

When he met a beautiful and mysterious unicorn in the Forbidden Forest, he gently stroked its back, went around its back, cut its tail into a bald spot with scissors...and then made it into dozens of pieces. A wand bundled together for Gatling use.

"Hey, hey..." Thinking of the joy, Zhang Rui couldn't help but smile like a fool.

"Hello, hello."

Suddenly feeling a push on his shoulder, Zhang Rui came to his senses and found Harry and Ron standing in front of him.

"Everyone has left, and you are still here?" Ron said with a narrow look.

"Huh?" Zhang Rui looked towards the lecture table and saw that Professor Binns had already left. "It turns out that get out of class is over. Are you in the next class? I won't delay you. I'll leave first."

Zhang Rui stood up and was about to leave. As for his books and notebooks, he didn't take them with him at all.

"How about the next class? You've been staring at the front row for the entire class. Our next class is Potions class, do you want to go with us?"

"...You mean, that History of Magic lesson just now was your class?" Zhang Rui asked.

Because Professor Binns almost didn't care whether the students were listening or not. When he had nothing to do, he stayed in the corner of the History of Magic class. No matter what grade or house he was from, he was thinking about something before and didn't notice that Harry and the others were also coming to class. .

If he had known Harry was there, he would have left long ago.

"Hey, man, stop pretending."

"What am I pretending to be?" Zhang Rui was puzzled.

"We all know that you beat Malfoy because of Hermione."

Just know it, it's not like I was beaten by Malfoy, it's not embarrassing.

"Nicholas, although I admire your courage, your taste is not very good. I really don't know what you like about Hermione. She is rigid...well, I won't say it anymore. You are the only one who can stand her." Luo En was complaining when Harry suddenly touched his arm.

"Me? Like Hermione?" Zhang Rui pointed at himself in surprise and asked, "How is that possible?"

That annoying girl, I can’t even hide from her, yet I still like her?

"Yes, Malfoy spread it everywhere that you hit him because you liked Hermione. I didn't believe it at first, how could someone like that kind of person? But now you have come to our Gryffindor class. "Ron shrugged, the meaning was obvious.

"...Do you believe me when I say it was an accident?"

I just don't have anywhere else to go and take as many classes as you do.

"Oh, don't be embarrassed. You just stared at Hermione for a whole class, and you kept, um, smiling at her. Our whole class saw it." Harry originally wanted to say a lewd smile.

Me, staring at Hermione? Still smiling at her?

Oh my God, are you crazy? I was just distracted looking at the podium!

Hmm... maybe, probably, Miss Xueba always sits in the middle of the first row, which is the place closest to the podium, no matter what class she takes, so she was misunderstood?

If he were a little boy of about ten years old, he would blush and defend himself when encountering such a thing, whether it was true or not, but Zhang Rui's soul is that of an adult, and he has been in the Hong Kong entertainment industry for several years in his life. I have long looked away from such things as scandals.

The more you defend others, the more they believe it is true. If you ignore it for a long time, others will find it boring. He didn't care about these rumors anyway.

As long as Granger doesn't bother him, that's fine.

"Whatever you think, I'm going to class. Goodbye." Zhang Rui simply turned and left.

"Oh, is he admitting it?" Ron asked.

"Maybe I'm embarrassed. After all, at our age, it's too early to say such things." Harry guessed, "And Hermione is already avoiding him because of this rumor. Hermione only loves to study, and he is destined to be Unrequited love."

"This world is so crazy! A good boy like Nicholas actually likes an annoying guy like Hermione. It's like a flower stuck in cow dung." Ron said in disbelief.

Harry nodded in agreement, and then exclaimed, "Oh no, I'm going to be late for Potions class, and I don't want to face Snape's dead face again."

For some reason, Harry always felt that Snape hated him and always targeted him in Potions class. Of all the teachers in the class, Snape was the one he hated the most.