Melda's dazzling magic drew cheers from all the wizards present.

And he himself didn't pay attention to these things at all, and even, after the manipulation was over, he raised an eyebrow at Hermione.

That look seemed to say, look, the young master is much stronger than that old waste.

However, it is clear that Melda's appearance not only did not alleviate his direct relationship with Hermione, but even worsened it in disguise.

The little witch seems to have become even more hostile to Melda.

She quickly got up and trotted to Gildero's side, and explained to him in a whisper, as if to tell him the progress of Defence Against the Dark Arts last semester.

"Ahem."

It was about a short time later, after intermittently hearing from Hermione about the true strength of the second-year wizard.

Gildero's face was wonderful, first with great surprise, then with embarrassment, then with a mixture of fear and despair.

"It seems that I still know too little about you." Gilderoy grinned rather unnaturally.

Then he slowly put away the elf's cage.

"Looks like I'm going to have to rearrange my lesson plan."

"Then let's stop here for this lesson. Class. With that, Gilderoy picked up the cage in a panic and strode away from the professor.

...

This was the end of a mindless Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson.

"Hey, Melda, how did you treat the professor like that?" After seeing Gilderoy leave, Hermione immediately turned around and angrily questioned him.

"Me? How am I? I did what the professor asked, and I did it perfectly, and I saw that there was not a single Cornwall elf, and I had caught them all. Melda retorted unconvinced.

"I mean your attitude! He's a professor! ”

"What's wrong with the professor? Respect is earned by yourself, not by handouts, ask them, hey, do you like this new professor? ”

Melda asked loudly to the crowd that had not yet dispersed.

"Huh."

The crowd of onlookers, though they did not dare to be as direct as Merda. But the strange look on their faces betrayed them.

After all, the last Defence Against the Dark Arts professor was Artoria, the empress of Europe and a living goddess.

It would have been better if Quirrell had been all last semester.

But everything is afraid of comparison, and comparing goods is infuriating.

"See? Everyone's eyes, do you want to question everyone? ”

"Humph!" The little witch is not as sharp and toothy as Melda, she can't say anything about him. But that doesn't mean she's going to give in to this guy.

Melda took advantage of the victory, and with his scissor fingers held in both hands, he walked out of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom with a triumphant look.

This made Hermione half angry, and she squeezed into the crowd without looking back, disappearing into the hallway.

"Melda, isn't it good for you to be like this!" The good old man Harry said with some concern

"Bad?" Melda also squeezed towards the crowd.

"I'm not good yet."

...

The first week of school was spent stumbling like this.

After the foursome lost a gender, the other three pendants also became sluggish. Although Harry kept asking Melda to apologize, he just wanted to save face and didn't go to death.

"I heard that Hermione bought all the issues where Gilderoy appeared in [Wizarding Weekly]. The owls didn't stop on Sunday morning. ”

At night, in the dormitory, Melda, Harry, Ron, Neville, and Seamus were sitting in a circle chatting.

Good guys, apologies? Fuck me apologies.

Melda gritted her teeth and asked, "So much money from her?" As far as I know, Hogwarts doesn't give much sponsorship. ”

"Huh? Melda, don't you know? Ron excitedly waved his brand-new wand.

"A reward from the Magical Congress of the United States. It's 5,000 gold Galleons, and Hermione and I are 5,000 each. ”

"With this money, it's enough for me to reach adulthood." Ron had never seen that much money, although the five thousand gold Galleons had been taken away by his mother before he could enter the house, citing it as a safekeeping for him.

But after all, he earned it himself, and Molly still gave him five hundred gold gallons as pocket money.

Five hundred gold gallons, the first thing Ron did when he got the money was to change his wand.

The wand before him was his brother Charlie's old wand. It had long been badly shattered, and the unicorn fur inside was even peeking out from the ends.

As soon as he got the money, he went to buy a new one, and looked at the new, fourteen-inch, willow, unicorn hair.

It's so comfortable to the touch, and even the spell casting is a lot smoother.

"Five thousand?" Melda raised an eyebrow. "I thought she was stupid enough to spend money on that kind of place."

"Five thousand or less?" Seamus said speechlessly, living in the same dormitory as Melda, although he has the least role, he also knows Melda's family's 'well-off' life. After all, that guy loves to brag when he's fine.

"Huh." Ron snorted lightly, and directly brought Melda's remarks of showing off her wealth. Then he said: "I don't know what kind of poison Hermione planted, this guy Gildelow has been a whole week, except for the class that has taught us, he has directly asked him to copy books in the rest of the grades, and his face has not leaked." ”

"He didn't dare." Seamus continued. "I'm afraid of exposing myself to the fact that I won't know anything at all."

"My mom used to like him, but I didn't expect him to be at this level. I really don't know why Professor Dumbledore asked him to be a professor, isn't Professor Artoria very good? ”

The case has been solved! Melda yelled to herself.

In fact, no matter who is the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year, no one will want to.

After all, my king's popularity is too high. Whoever takes over will be unlucky.

"I've heard it's because of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class that was cursed by that man. No professor can stay in this position for a full year. Neville whispered an understatement. It seems that after spending a long time with Melda, even he has become emboldened.

In the past, he would never dare (or unwill) to mention the Falling Demons.

"Possibly." Seamus agreed.

"It's true that the Defence Against the Dark Arts professors at Hogwarts are all on the job for a year and then gone."

"That Gidero? It won't take a year, will it? Harry said uncertainly. For the past week, Gildelow had really not used any magic.

This had to make Harry suspect that Gildero wouldn't be able to beat Melda.

"Haha, I guess he's writing his resignation letter tonight. I'll run away tomorrow, haha. Ron smiled heartily, and the whole dorm room burst into laughter.