To ensure Draco's defeat was ving, Hermione deliberately avoided using spells beyond the first-year curriculum. Every spell she used in the duel was ohat young wizards could learn from their first-year textbooks.

  Hermione had long since mastered these simple spells to perfe. bined with her occasional exges and practical simutions with Glen, her bat thinking could be said to far surpass her peers. This gradually formed her unique fighting style: through precise calcutions, meticulous operations, and the utilization and transformation of external objects to trol and suppress the oppo.

  This fighting style uo her was something even Glen couldn't replicate; it was Hermione's exclusive talent.

  Glen had aowledged and praised the little girl's bat method many times. Due to Hermione's familiarity with his fighting style, he had fallen into her carefully desigraps several times during their practical training sessions, being trolled in his as.

  Although Glen didn't use enha magic when training with Hermione, even so, Hermione was more than capable of overp most wizards at Hogwarts. The only things she cked now were magical power reserves and the study of advanced magic.

  In the days that followed, Hermione remained in high spirits. She had long disliked that Malfoy, and now that she had taught him a lesson, Draco hadn't e to Gryffindor to cause trouble for a long time.

  This also improved Glen's mood siderably. Wheered the Forbidden Forest te at night to sughter Aantus, his fighting style wasn't as cruel as before. At least the bodies of those Aantus were more intact before they died than before.

  Well, even the evil smile Glen unsciously revealed while sughtering had softened a bit, which reduced the fear the giant spiders felt. At the same time, his work of extrag venom from the Aantus' bodies became much easier.

  Aantus: But what's the use of that?!

  R.I.P.

  May there be no daggers in heaven.

  ......

  The happy days passed quickly, and Glen and Hermione enjoyed over a month of pead quiet...

  ...until Halloween.

  On Halloween at Hogwarts, the entire castle was filled with the aroma of roasted pumpkins. ht, the castle's decorations had transformed into a Halloween-themed setup. Pumpkin nterns, monster models, and even, well, real ghosts led by Nearly Headless Nied the castle cheerfully, much more active than usual.

  Of course, the young wizards were quite scared. Every time they entered a fork in the road, whether to turn or not became a difficult question. No one knew what terrifying se might be around the er.

  Of course, horror is part of Halloween, and everyoill ehe festive atmosphere...

  Right?

  Well, it was a Halloween of both joy and fright. Fortunately, no one was sent to the infirmary due to shock.

  Because the friends walking with the frightened young wizards who fainted also colpsed stiffly on the ground, no one discovered them.

  Just kidding.

  However, apart from the Hallowee, what made all the young wizards happy was that Professor Flitwick, who was in charge of Charms css, finally allowed them to try casting the Levitation Charm. Ever since he had made Neville's pet toad Trevor fly around the st time, the young wizards had been envying this charm for a long time.

  Among them, Draco's anticipation articurly great. He hadn't fotten that during the duel with Hermiohe little girl had used this trick to interrupt his spellcasting.

  Wait, e to think of it, the spells she used before were all ones we would learn ter, isn't that too advanced?

  Is this what it means to be a top student?!

  Draco's body shuddered, and he immediately paid more attention to Professor Flitwick's expnation of the precautions for casting the Levitation Charm.

  He wouldn't easily give up because of setbacks. He wao prove during this time that the talent brought by pure blood was far superior to that of Muggle-borns!

  However, he didn't realize that his cept had already unsciously ged uhe influence of Glen and Hermione, even if only a little.

  Professor Flitwick paired the young wizards into groups of two based on their proximity. He looked at Glen and Hermione, smiling slightly at them. He had retly e to like these two exceptionally talented young wizards very much. Although they weren't Ravencw wizards, their attitude towards the pursuit of knowledge was han those little eagles.

  "Hermione, you'll be with Glen," he decisively paired the two together, receiving a sweet smile from the little girl. "Alright, Professor."

  However, given their skill level, they had long since mastered the Levitation Charm. Both tacitly took out "Standard Book of Spells, Grade 2" and began studyi year's tent in advance, quietly discussing while pretending to talk about the key points of the Levitation Charm.

  Seeing the two pretending, Draouth twitched. He already knew about Hermione, who was undoubtedly profit in using the Levitation Charm, but Glen had never cast magi public before. However, he didn't believe that Glen couldn't even perform the Levitation Charm.

  Shaking his head, he focused his attention again on the slightly wobbliher in front of him.

  He felt he was about to master this spell!

  Undeniably, Draagical talent was indeed very good.

  "Wingardium Leviosa!!" Ron, sitting in front of Glen, shouted the Levitation Charm intation, waving his hands like a big windmill, seemingly having pletely fotten the tent Professor Flitwick had expined during css.

  Hermione, who had already given up on persuading Ron to behave better in css and not lose so many points, frowned slightly. She couldn't stand it anymore; she hated being disturbed when she was studying seriously.

  Not to mention being so loud. The people around them failed in their Levitation Charms once agaio the noise, including Draco.

  Damn it, I was so close!

  Draco watched in frustration as the feather in front of him, which was about to leave the desktop, fell back down. He was utterly dejected.

  Damn Weasley!!

  "Stop it, do you think you blow the feather up with your arms? You're saying the spell wrong, not to mention yesture. It's Wing-gar-dium Levi-o-sa, make the 'gar' nid long," Hermione reminded him bluntly in a low voice. Many people's attention had already been drawn to Ron.

  Ron's neck immediately turned red. This girl, when did she bee so sharp-tongued? He even saw a hint of Snape in her. But to maintain his own face, he shouted at Hermione angrily.

  "Oh, really! Since you're so clever, why don't you try it then?" He smmed the table, attrag everyone's attention.

  Draco, who was angry nearby, couldn't hold it in anymore. His anger dissipated, and he burst out ughing with a "pfft" and a "gah".

  He gloated.

  This Weasley fool was really asking for it. Now he had another reason to mock him after css!

  Hermione also got angry. She had kindly taught this idiot how to correctly cast the Levitation Charm, aually yelled at her. She didn't indulge him anymore and swiftly waved her wand.

  "Wingardium Leviosa." With a swift flid swish of her wand, the feather in front of Hermioly floated up, h above people's heads. The intation, the wand movement, the spellcasting, everything seemed so natural.

  "Oh, very well done, Miss Granger! I dare say, I couldn't have performed such a smooth Levitation Charm in my first year. For this, I must award Gryffindor ten points!"

  All the young Gryffindor witches present appuded sincerely. This was their little Hermione!

  Now, almost all the first-year witches were unabashed Hermione fans.

  Ron's face turremely sour, aurned his head to lie on the desk without saying a word.

  Hermione didn't bother to kick him while he was down. She smiled and bowed slightly to everyone in thanks, then sat back down to tinue researg the tent that had been interrupted earlier with Glen.

  Css ended soon after. The two packed up their things and walked out side by side.

  As they passed by Harry and Ron's group, Glen heard Ron badmouthing Hermione.

  "No wonder everyone 't stand her. Holy, she's a nightmare," Ron said, struggling to squeeze through the crowd while bitterly cursing the little girl who had embarrassed him. The small group around him echoed his ses, all boys who had been criticized by Hermione before.

  Obviously, Hermione had heard it too.

  Her mood, which had just calmed down, was ruined again. It was truly a case of biting the hand that feeds you. Hermione angrily pushed through their group, walking towards the front without a word.

  She didn't want to see these stupid boys anymore.

  Harry said uneasily, "I think she heard what you said."

  Ron was slightly uneasy at first, but then remembering the embarrassment in css, he became stubbain. "So what? She must have noticed she doesn't have any friends!"

  Glen smiled, a smile so cold that the good mood he had maintained for days was now pletely ruined.

  At this moment, Neville finally couldn't hold baymore. He mustered up his ce and defended Hermione: "How you say that about Hermione? She's not friendless. Glen, and me, we're her friends."

  Ron and the others looked very shocked, seemingly having hought that Neville would speak up for Hermione.

  Glen's smile softened, his expressiourning to calm. He decided then and there that Neville was a friend worth keeping.

  Without stopping, Glen walked through the crowd, leaning on his e, and patted the young man's shoulder to show his approval. Neville leasantly surprised.

  Turning to face Ron's group, Gleed a hint of malice.

  A feeling of trepidation prompted the chattering boys opposite to shut their mouths.

  Glen said coldly, "You o apologize to Hermione." Without waiting for their rea, he tinued, "But today you must pay the price for your words."

  "Reshio," Glen cast the Revulsion Jinx. Harry watched in horror as his panions' bodies went limp, uo exert any strength, colpsing oer another into a heap.

  They wao make a sound but couldn't utter half a word.

  Harry was grateful that he hadn't echoed Ron's words earlier, otherwise he would have been lying there with them.

  Glen calmly leaned on his e and walked quickly forward to fort the angry little girl.

  Draco's trio saw the ical se before them and ughed raucously.

  "Look at yourself now, Weasley, it's quite amusing," he mocked Ron specifically, ign the other young wizards who had been hit by the Revulsion Jinx, then strode away.

  The young witches behind them showed no iion of helping them. Are you kidding? Where did these boys get the o insult our Hermione? Huh?

  They walked past the colpsed boys, pretending not to see them, a back to their dormitory.

  Hermione had her little boyfriend apanying her, so they didn't want to be third wheels.

  In the end, only Harry and Neville were left standing in the corridor, looking at each other helplessly. With a bitter smile, they quickly went to call a professor to e and help remove the jinx.