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Fortunately, Alan came up with a very credible theory before he came back - he didn't want to say that I had a fight with Voldemort and ran away because I didn't fight, and I guess no one believed it, but the only person who might believe him was that he didn't want to deal with it at all - it wasn't a joke to kill Tom alive.

Their disappearance was caused solely by a casual encounter with a vanishing locker - something that had probably gone wrong and had teleported so far.

This excuse succeeded in fooling the professor, after all, it was normal for something to happen to the magical Hogwarts, but unfortunately, they were still counted as a disciplinary offense.

Because of this serious disciplinary offense, Allen and Anne broke the record.

The record for the fastest bonus of all time - for Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, of course.

200 per person。。。。。。

Since neither academy had enough scores, the original gem slot became empty in the surprised eyes of many young wizards.

It is worth mentioning that the Slytherin gems did a magical transfer magic - they moved to Professor Snape's face.

The most uncomfortable thing for Alan was that it was not a fifty-fifty board each, and after Professor Snape and Professor Sprout agreed, Allen became the scapegoat - and Anne became the one who was hooked。。。。。

So, this year, all of Allen's vacations have been canceled - there is enough work to be done in the big castle of Hogwarts for the errant Allen.

Mom sells batches。。。。。。

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The Hufflepuffs don't have any opinion about Allen's big deductions, it was all down to Allen to win the championship last year, and at other times they're used to counting down - I'll be at the bottom of the millennium anyway, it's not a big deal. Even they were a little happy - after all, Slytherin was gone, and the real luck wasn't that I won the lottery, but that I was unlucky, and you kid wasn't okay。。。。。。

As for Slytherin, they don't dare to find Anne's hole now - when everyone is pure-blood, they speak with their fists - like Voldemort, who has no money and no background, and is still the boss--what an inspirational story!

The Slytherins are very tired, 0 points is 0 points, anyway, the gap is not big, keep chasing。。。。。。

The most unhappy person in Slytherin is probably Malfoy--in the duel plan not long ago, he calculated a savior classmate, who expected that it didn't work out at all--now it's good, their house has deducted a lot of points, how can this be pretended???

However, pretending is not the norm of life, the days always have to go on, and in the blink of an eye, Halloween is coming.

It really blinked - because the day they came back was the day before Halloween。。。。。。

However, this had little to do with Allen - because his confinement was of the immediate kind, and it was none of his business to celebrate the holidays unless it was time for dinner。。。。。。

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My name is Hermione, Hermione Granger.

First year Hogwarts student.

I'm a good reader, and I love to read - in short, I've been with books for as long as I can remember.

I'm different from everyone else - even though my teachers say I'm a genius, I know what my classmates call me in private.

Nerd is my best nickname - and the malicious ones are endless.

I have an ability to memorize books, which makes me very ostracized in the class.

It wasn't until an owl handed me the letter one day that I realized what made me different.

I'm a wizard - I'm not a Muggle, a wizard is my companion.

In order not to be marginalized, I desperately read every book I could buy, and my experiments yielded unexpected results - several of my experiments were successful.

That way, I guess I won't be ostracized, right?

That way, I'll be able to keep up with those who come from wizarding families, right?

In this way, I should be able to make friends in the real sense of the word, instead of a set of sour friends with mean language behind the scenes, right?

In order to better integrate into a world I had never seen before, I mustered up the courage to help a strange wizard whose toad was lost.

You have to know how much courage it takes for someone who hasn't even had a friend to stand up like this, and it's definitely not something that can be done by talking.

Knocking on door after door, perhaps everyone woke up and were friendly, and my inquiries were answered quickly - and to great delight, I met the same wizard who encouraged me at the time.

Anyway, I was very happy on the day of admission - but I felt a sense of unease in the midst of this euphoria - and I realized that even among the wizards, I was still an outlier.

Even those kids from wizarding families were not as gifted as I was, and I easily became the best student in all my classes - which wasn't good news, especially since Professor Snape, who disliked Gryffindor the most, gave me the nickname of a jack of all trades.

Not to mention other houses - even Gryffindor himself is rejecting me.

It's a shame for them to think they're no match for a Muggle wizard - especially after they can't overwhelm me in any class, no matter how hard they try.

But I will never release water - it was so before, it is now, and it will be so in the future.

I'm Hermione Granger, and I'm the best - I don't need to put water out to get anyone's sympathy and friendship, that cheap friendship isn't what I need.

However, the road is really lonely。。。。。。

In the magic class, I easily won another first place, however, when I tried to help them, I was met with insulting replies。。。。。。

I didn't know what was going on, but by the time I had calmed down, an ugly creature was standing in front of me—a full twelve feet tall, with dull skin and gray as granite, and a massive, stupid body like a huge pile of mud with a little head like a cocoa bean on top. Its short legs are as thick as tree stumps, and underneath are flat, thick, calloused feet. The smell emanating from it was disgusting. It holds a thick wooden stick in its hand, which is dragged on the ground due to its long arms.

However, a familiar figure stood in front of me, and the tall figure seemed so reliable.

With a wave of her arm, a huge figure smashed into the troll, and the two behemoths fought.

Then, a palm touched my head, and a nice voice came over me - "Don't be afraid, it's no big deal." ”