The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

The next day, Mo Bai got up and waited for Hermione in the common room, and found that there was a little tail following Hermione.

He asked Hermione with his eyes.

Hermione took Amy's little hand, "This child noticed that I got up early yesterday and was waiting for me at the door this morning. He wanted to join us."

Mo Bai met Amy's shining eyes, "You can come, but since you're here, you can't give up halfway, you know?"

Amy nodded quickly without expression.

At 5 o'clock in the morning, Hogwarts was still sleeping, and not a single person could be seen inside or outside the castle, except for certain things.

Mo Bai, who was running at a steady speed along the lawn, looked into the distance. He could feel the cold and evil magic coming from there. It was the Soul Eater.

It would take finding Sirius Fudge to remove these things?

Old Dengtou is still not good at playing politics...or rather he doesn't want to play politics.

"What are you looking at?"

Hermione followed, panting slightly.

"Nothing, how do you feel?"

"good."

Hermione's face turned red due to exercise, and crystal beads of sweat flowed from her forehead to the tip of her nose, swaying with her Mobai heart.

"Have a break?"

Hermione shook her head, "I feel like I can still run for a while. Uncle Liang's book says it's best to break through the limits of your body to achieve the best results."

Looking at Mo Bai's eyes, she smiled mischievously.

"Don't worry, I won't show off."

"It's not convincing at all for someone who has chosen six electives."

"Humph!"

Hermione wrinkled her nose and looked back.

"But this kid is pretty awesome."

Amy followed behind them, her black hair tied into a ponytail swaying with her footsteps.

They had already run half a circle around the castle. Although there was sweat on Amy's face, she did not show any signs of fatigue.

"Because of her experience."

Orphans living outside are too weak to live to this age...

After the next round of the castle, Hermione stopped first, holding her knees with her hands and breathing heavily, and Amy also stopped to support her.

After Mo Bai confirmed that she was fine, he ran around again.

When I came back, I found the two of them sitting cross-legged on the lawn.

Their exercise plan is derived from the ascetic's primary physical training manual, which is the only way for mortals to enter the ascetic path.

However, Mo Bai is not ready to study Taoism right now. He knows well that he can bite off more than he can chew. He has not yet mastered the magic spell. Cultivation is just about practicing for fun and strengthening his body.

I only took Hermione with me to make the little girl feel better.

He sat down cross-legged next to Hermione. The little girl opened one eye and stuck out her tongue at him before continuing.

Now it’s time to meditate after exercise and exhale slowly according to the rules in the book.

Take the essence of heaven and earth and collect the beauty of sun and moon.

Amy also followed suit.

When they returned to the auditorium, many young wizards were already having breakfast, and Hermione found that many people's eyes were focused on her.

When they arrived at the Gryffindor table, the enthusiastic applause and cheers startled the little girl.

This heroic welcome confused her.

"What's going on here?"

she asked Harry and Ron.

Ron looked excited and swung the newspaper in his hand, "The story about you saving Harry with the Patronus Charm on the train was published by the Daily Prophet. Minister Fudge specially praised you. Now you are a household name in the wizarding world. A witch."

Hermione just nodded when she heard this, with a calm look on her face, "I understand."

Ron looked at her in surprise, "Why aren't you happy at all?"

Hermione was noncommittal. She wasn't unhappy, but she certainly wasn't that excited.

Because this was all planned by someone, all she had to do was improve herself to be worthy of this reputation.

So it's not time to be happy yet.

She looked at Harry, who was sitting on the bench with a grimace on his face.

"what happened to you?"

Harry slumped his shoulders, "Now the whole wizarding world knows that I was knocked unconscious by a dementor on the train."

Several people looked at each other and laughed out loud at the same time.

Harry looked even more bitter.

What happened next was just as Mo Bai expected. Hermione suddenly became a famous figure in the school, and people greeted her wherever she went.

In the days that followed, there was even debate about who had the strongest voice this time.

There are three people at the center of the topic, Hermione, Mo Bai and Harry.

Each of the three parties expressed their opinions. There were many reasons to support Hermione. She had ranked first in grades for two consecutive years. She was the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin and would also release the God-calling Guard.

The reason for supporting Mo Bai is because as an assistant coach, he saved too many games for a certain idiot last year, and he also had a tie with Snape in a duel.

As for Harry, his pure historical record is too scary. Many people now believe that Harry Potter has a powerful spell that only he can use, and it was this spell that killed Voldemort.

They could always hear arguments like this in their spare time, which made them smile helplessly.

But what was more uncomfortable was not them, but the only one among the four who was not mentioned, Ron Weasley.

Even though the attitudes of the people around him hadn't changed, he suddenly felt like he didn't fit in.

The familiar feeling hit his heart again. Last time, he watched helplessly as he made a mistake in casting a spell and his friends fell under the snake's kiss. Now, he looked at the backs of his three friends, but he couldn't catch up no matter how hard he chased them.

The sense of crisis suddenly rose.

In the dead of night, he pulled out a black-covered magic book from the bottom of his luggage, struggle flashing in his eyes.

This is Slytherin's magic book. He never touched it during the holidays because he was afraid of being discovered by his parents.

Now this book should be the only way to catch up with his friends, but it is a black magic book after all, and he is still struggling.

What really made him let go of his worries was the Potions class a few days later. Snape, who had black hair that looked like he had never been washed, was wearing a black robe and looked at the mess in the cauldron with contempt.

"If I were your friend, I would definitely be humiliated because of your potion. Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor."

Although this sentence usually didn't sound like much, when he saw the perfectly clear potion in the ink-white crucible next to him, the sound sounded like a poisonous snake's message to his ears.

Snape gave him a disdainful look and turned around to spray Neville.

After class, Harry noticed his gloominess and said, "Don't take Snape's words to heart. You know, ivory cannot come out of a dog's mouth."

"Of course I know." Ron forced a smile.

"Okay then, let's go and eat. There is a Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon!"

Harry was excited.

He has a good impression of Professor Lupine who gave him chocolates in the car. He looks better than last year's fool, right?

After experiencing Professor Quirrell in his first year and Lockhart in his second year, Harry was truly happy.

Finally a teacher who is a normal person!