Magical Studies at Hogwarts

From the time she arrived at Barberton Village to the time she met Horace, Hermione didn't speak much and remained quiet, which made people inadvertently ignore her presence.

Not only Horace, but even Harry, his attention did not stop on Hermione a few times.

However, now everyone was looking at Hermione, who was still looking quiet. Harry was even more stunned, and his eyeballs seemed to pop out of their sockets.

"Ten...twelve o's?" Harry swallowed his own saliva and his voice trembled.

"Yes, twelve o's." Hermione smiled sweetly, tilted her head slightly, and nodded lightly at Harry.

"..."

Harry didn't know what to say. Even though he was well aware of Hermione's excellence, he never expected that she would get the highest ratings in all twelve subjects. This was the first time in the history of the OLS exam. Rarely happens.There are still people who have obtained all twelve certificates. Bill and Percy have both done it, but even they are not as exaggerated as Hermione.

Horace took another sip of mead, but his slightly trembling hands revealed that he was not at peace in his heart.Dumbledore looked at his trembling hands with a smile, suddenly put down the glass and stood up, which suddenly woke Horace up.

"Are you leaving?" he asked.

"No, I just wanted to borrow your bathroom. I drank too much mead today." Dumbledore said with a smile.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Horace's eyes, and he pointed in one direction and said, "Follow the foyer, and it's the second door on the left."

Dumbledore nodded slightly and walked out of the living room. After a while, there was a sound of the door closing.No one in the living room moved or spoke, and it became quiet for a while.

After a long while, Horace suddenly stood up and walked towards the burning fireplace, not knowing what he was looking for.Suddenly, he turned his head and glanced at Harry and Hermione who were looking at him curiously, turned around suddenly, and said loudly: "Don't think I don't know what he brought you here for!"

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, not knowing what Horace meant by this.After Horace finished speaking, he was silent for a while, his eyes constantly glancing back and forth at Harry and Hermione.

Suddenly, he sighed and said softly: "You look a lot like your father, Harry."

"Yes, others said that too." Harry glanced at Hermione in confusion before turning to Horace.

"It's just eyes, eyes..."

"Like my mother." Harry took the words naturally. His mind was completely confused and he had no idea what Horace wanted to say.

"Yes, Lily Evans." Horace said, "Although as a teacher, you should not show preference to students, but I just prefer her."

"She is one of the smartest students I have ever taught. Lively and cute, a charming girl..." As he said, Horace glanced at Hermione who was looking at him with doubtful eyes, "I knew she was As a Muggle-born, I couldn't believe it was true! I always thought that someone as good as her must be a pureblood."

"I am also a Muggle-born." Hermione's voice sounded with pride and a hint of unnoticeable disgust. "If I guess correctly, the guy who caused you a lot of trouble a few days ago is also a Muggle-born. of."

Harry didn't hear it, but Horace did. He said quickly: "No, no, no, I have no prejudice! It's just that compared to purebloods, there are still a few outstanding Muggle-born wizards..."

"And, didn't I just say that your mother is one of my favorite students in my life? There is also Dirk Cresswell, who is one level below her and is now the director of the Goblin Liaison Office. Muggleborn."

As he spoke, he pointed to a picture frame on the wall, which showed a photo of him and a middle-aged wizard, both of whom were smiling happily.

Harry looked at the densely packed photos on the wall, some with Horace in them, some without, but all of them were signed and had a bright smile.When Horace saw this, he immediately introduced him enthusiastically.

"These are all my former students. You see, this is Barnabas Guffey, editor of the Daily Prophet; and Ambrosio Froome of Honeydukes, on my birthday every year He would always give me a gift basket.”

"And this...this is Gwenog Jones, captain of the Holyhead Harpies, and I can get free tickets if I want!"

"So, do these people know where to find you?"

"So, these are all the students you've taught?"

Two voices sounded at the same time, one was curious and the other was a little cold.Hearing this, Horace automatically ignored the cold one, coughed and replied: "Of course not, I haven't contacted anyone for a year..."

"However, cautious wizards are trying not to show up now. You also know what is going on right now. Those guys don't care about anything at all!"

"I admit that what Dumbledore said makes sense, but returning to Hogwarts at this time is tantamount to announcing that I am a supporter of the Order of the Phoenix! This... this is too dangerous..."

"You don't have to join the Order of the Phoenix to teach at Hogwarts," Harry said. "Most teachers are not members of the Order of the Phoenix, and they have not been killed."

"As long as Dumbledore is Headmaster, the staff at Hogwarts will be safer than most. There is no doubt that Hogwarts is the safest place now!"

"Besides, Voldemort is only afraid of him, isn't he?"

Horace shuddered when he heard this, and his expression became a little unnatural.

"Yes, the person who must not even be named did not get a good deal from Dumbledore, but one of my students who works at the Ministry of Magic told me that that night at the Ministry of Magic, the person who must not even be named The guy had a head-on confrontation with Dumbledore a few days ago..."

"But they failed, Dumbledore defeated them!" Harry shouted, "I was there, I saw it with my own eyes!"

Horace glanced at Harry suspiciously, but did not refute, just murmured in a low voice: "Yes, I know this, my student told me... However, I also heard some rumors, the one who can't even name The person mentioned is indeed not Dumbledore's opponent, but the remaining one is..."

"That's my opponent." Hermione said suddenly.

Horace was stunned when he heard this, with a look of disbelief on his face, as if to say, "You're kidding me."

"I said, that's my opponent." Hermione stood up with a serious expression, and wisps of looming golden threads suddenly appeared around her, and a mysterious magic circle stepped on her feet at some point, which made Horace's face... There was only surprise on Shang's face.

"I'll beat him!"