The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 290 Idol! (asking for monthly ticket)
Colin's mind suddenly emerged the taboos that the Gryffindor prefects had told them when they entered school, which were not to be violated in Hogwarts.

First, don't go to the Forbidden Forest or the depths of the Black Lake, as there are many dangerous magical creatures hidden there.

Second, don't tease Filch's cat, otherwise this skinny old man will stare at you like a criminal, and as long as you violate the school rules, he will take you to Professor McGonagall.

The third is the group of people in front of him, the Hufflepuff badgers!

This is a society headed by the badger king Victerius. They rely on their large numbers and Victerius's strength to bully others in Hogwarts.

Even if you just stand in their way, you will get a slap in the face.

"It's over. I'm going to get beaten!"

Just when Colin thought he was going to get slapped, someone in front of the Hufflepuff team reached out and pulled him aside.

Then the crowd completely ignored him, marched past him in neat steps, and headed straight to the other end of the corridor.

"That was a close call. I almost got beaten."

Colin looked at the backs of the members of the Glory Society as they walked away, secretly thanking his luck for having escaped.

Looking at the people from Guangyao Society passing by, anyone who stood in their way, no matter which college or grade they were from, would consciously make way for them.

Colin felt like he was watching a lion king on the grassland, shaking his majestic mane and marching with an arrogant stride as he patrolled his territory.

Puff! Snap!

Colin instinctively raised his camera and captured the scene.

"So cool and impressive!"

Colin looked at the photo in his hand and muttered to himself with envy.

He didn't understand why these people could be so arrogant even though they were all lower grade students.

'I always feel like they are more powerful than Harry.'

Colin was a little confused. Wasn't Harry the hero who saved the wizarding world and defeated the mysterious man?
Why do I feel that I am not as powerful as these people from the Guangyao Society?
'And it seems that no one admires or respects Harry. Why is that?'

Colin thought about how in the past two weeks since he started school, he hadn't seen any other fans of Harry except himself.

At first he thought that it was because everyone was used to it, so they turned a blind eye to it and were not as excited as he was.

But looking back now, this kind of turning a blind eye does not seem to be a kind of indifference that we are accustomed to, but a kind of indifference that we subconsciously ignore.

It was as if Harry was just an ordinary student in the school.

Just as Colin was lost in thought, he suddenly heard someone next to him talking about the members of the Guangyao Society who had just passed by.

"Justin, that peacock, is showing off around the school again with his friends!

You're just a follower of Victory. Do you really think you're a big shot?
If it weren't for Victory's sake, I would have dealt with him long ago!"

A senior boy with blond hair said with an indignant look on his face.

Colin noticed that the badge on his chest was a silver snake, obviously a Slytherin student.

'Slytherin is said to be the house that has been attacked the most by the badgers of the Radiant Order.'

Colin recalled the gossip he had heard in the Gryffindor common room, but his focus was not on the man's identity.

But it was Justin he mentioned.

"Wasn't the one leading that group of people just now Victory? How can a mere follower be so impressive?"

They are both little followers, so why can Justin, using the name of Victeri, act so arrogantly in Hogwarts?

And I just wanted to take a few photos of Harry and he hated me?

They are both idols, but the difference is so huge!

"Don't underestimate Justin. They had troubled fifth-grader Bob before, and Justin easily hung Bob upside down."

The blond boy's companion warned.

"Hanging upside down? Is it an upside-down hook? Isn't this the spell taught in first grade?"

The blond boy was surprised and asked, "Isn't Justin a Muggle-born? How can his talent for spells be so high?"

"Don't underestimate Muggle-born wizards. Isn't that Victerre also a Muggle-born?"

"Then how can that monster be the same?"

The blond boy was speechless for a moment, and then he made some jealous and resentful remarks. Colin didn't listen and left quietly.

'It turns out that Victerre also comes from a Muggle family.'

Colin, who also came from a Muggle family, suddenly felt closer to Victerius, who was feared by the Gryffindor seniors.

Think about the majesty of Justin you just saw, and then think about Harry's ordinariness.

Think about everyone's fear and dread of Victeri, and then think about their disregard for Harry.

Colin suddenly had the idea of changing his idol to chase after. Anyway, Harry hated him and didn't want to appear in front of him.

"Humph! If you don't want me to take pictures, then I won't."

Colin made up his mind secretly.

It's your choice, idol!

Thursday, March 9th.

It was still early before the first class in the afternoon, and Hermione came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with great excitement.

This is the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the semester for the second year Gryffindor students.

The thought that soon his idol, the holder of the Third Class Order of Merlin and honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, Professor Lockhart, would come to teach him.

Hermione was so excited because this was the author of her favorite magical adventure storybook!
"Please allow me to introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, me.
Gilderoy Lockhart!"

Lockhart, who was dressed extremely flashily, appeared from the landing of the classroom stairs and spoke in a rolled-tongue tone.

He then listed a series of titles and honors he had won to highlight his excellence.

This self-praise attracted the admiring gazes of a group of young fans.

Especially his number one fan, Hermione.

"Ah!!! As expected of a man who has gone through many adventures and defeated dangerous creatures such as trolls, snowmen, werewolves, and vampires, Professor Lockhart is amazing!"

Hermione was looking forward to the next class more and more. This would be her most unforgettable dark magic epidemic prevention class.

Forty minutes later.
"what!!!"

"Help! Is there anyone who can help me?"

"Run!"

Hermione looked at the Cornish goblin flying around the classroom and making a mess with a frown.

This evil goblin hung Neville on the chandelier on the ceiling and kept throwing debris at the students.

These poor little wizards could only run out of the classroom screaming and covering their heads.

And Lockhart, the instigator of all this, slipped away at some point.

Soon, Hermione, Neville hanging on the chandelier, and goblins flying around and smashing things were the only ones left in the classroom.

"Hermione, help me!"

Neville, looking unlucky, asked Hermione for help pitifully from the ceiling lamp.

"All fixed!"

Hermione took out her wand and cast a spell of immobilization on the goblins in the room. After saving Neville, Hermione left the classroom disappointed.

There is no other reason, the idol I’m a fan of has fallen from grace!

"Okay Hermione, stop feeling bad."

At dinner time, at the Hufflepuff table, Hannah was comforting Hermione who was in a bad mood.

"There are a lot of harassment flies on your body. Let me help you drive them away," Luna muttered to Hermione while holding a piece of celery, as if she was casting a spell.

Hermione felt much better with the concern of her companions.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. I'm just a little disappointed. Lockhart is my favorite author of adventure books.
I thought he would be full of wisdom, courage and strength like in the story, but I didn’t expect that.”

Hermione shook her head helplessly: "Maybe this is the difference between real reality and imaginary stories!"

"That's not right! How come Lockhart has won the Order of Merlin? How can he be so incompetent?" Ernie keenly discovered the problem.

Blind student, you found the highlight!
Mu Sheng gave Ernie an appreciative look and said meaningfully, "It's simple. There's always something wrong between Lockhart and his story!"

"has a problem?"

Hearing Mu Sheng say this, Hermione perked up: "Could it be that Professor Lockhart pretended to be like this on purpose? But why?"

Many speculations emerged in Hermione's mind, but none of them could explain why Lockhart pretended to be incompetent.

But if it's not pretended.
"Could it be that there's something wrong with those stories? But what could be wrong with the stories? They can't be fake, right?"

Hermione said, shaking her head again.

It's impossible. Professor Lockhart has won so many honors. The Ministry of Magic even awarded him the Order of Merlin. How could it be fake?

"Why can't it be fake?" Mu Sheng asked back.

"If it was fake, why would the Ministry of Magic award him the Order of Merlin?" Hermione retorted subconsciously.

In her opinion, the Ministry of Magic is like the government department in the Muggle world and has a high authority.

"The Ministry of Magic still says that Voldemort hasn't returned, but didn't you see it that day? The thing that possessed Quirrell."

"Coco." Hermione was speechless for a moment.

"In other words, Lockhart's adventure story is fake, and he bribed the Ministry of Magic to get the Order of Merlin?" Justin guessed.

"How is that possible? The Order of Merlin cannot be obtained by bribery!" Hannah denied his guess.

"Then what do you think happened?"

"How do I know, it could be"

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A group of friends started a heated discussion on this issue.

In fact, they don’t care what the truth is, they just treat it as a topic of conversation and gossip.

Just like the gossip on the Internet, after a few days the heat dies down and no one cares anymore.

Hermione was the only one in the group who really cared.

Most of her past life was spent in the Muggle world without any supernatural powers.

After suddenly learning that she was a wizard, Hermione had an urgent desire to learn everything about the magical world.

It was also during that time that she came into contact with magical adventure storybooks.

Hermione, who had a strong desire for knowledge and exploration, was immediately attracted by the ups and downs of the fantasy adventure experienced by the protagonist in the story.

I wish I could become the protagonist in the story, experience dangerous and exciting adventures, and write my own story.

This is also the reason why she particularly admires Lockhart. However, she was extremely disappointed with Lockhart's poor performance when they met.

So when everyone else was discussing how Lockhart obtained the Order of Merlin, only Hermione was struggling with the food on her plate with her knife and fork.

10 o'clock in the evening, in the corridor on the first floor of the castle.

Swish!
The sound of faint footsteps came from a distance and gradually became clearer.

Hermione looked around nervously. This was the first time she violated curfew and ran out in the middle of the night.

Besides being nervous, there is also an inexplicable sense of excitement!
"Where's Victor? Didn't we agree to meet here at 10 o'clock?"

Hermione looked around but couldn't find Mu Sheng, so she grumbled to herself.

"Meow~"

Just then, a cat's cry came from the front, followed by a clear sound of footsteps.

"Oh no, it's Filch!"

Hermione panicked. She didn't want Gryffindor to lose points because of her, so she turned around and tried to run.

"Hermione!"

A familiar voice echoed in the corridor, and Hermione's escape came to a halt.

Then he saw Mu Sheng holding Mrs. Loris and walking towards him from not far away.

"Where are you going? Didn't we agree to meet here?"

Makisho was just speaking normally, but his voice was exceptionally loud in the silent castle.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, Victeri!" Hermione ran to Mu Sheng and whispered, "Be careful that Filch finds us!"

"Filch?" Mu Sheng looked at Hermione strangely and pointed to the shadow behind him.

"Isn't he right here?"

"Here?" Hermione looked in the direction of Mu Sheng's finger.

A tall and thin figure gradually emerged in the shadows of the corridor pillars. It was Filch, the castle's warden.

'It's over, we've been caught!'

Just when Hermione thought she was being taken to Professor McGonagall's office, she saw Mu Sheng casually put Mrs. Norris on the ground.

He waved at her and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see Hogwarts at night!"

Hermione looked at Filch who ignored them, and Mu Sheng's calm expression, and for a moment she was unable to describe her shock in words.

She only knew that Filch was very afraid of Mu Sheng, but she didn't expect that he didn't dare to intervene in Mu Sheng's behavior that violated school rules!

Until Hermione followed Mu Sheng to the Black Lake, she still couldn't figure out why this happened.

Hermione, who didn't know much about the Japanese culture, certainly didn't know the power of the words "Filch, you don't want Mrs. Norris either."

The wind from the lake blew cool water vapor onto Hermione's face, making her suddenly feel awake.

"Victori, why did you bring me here?"

"Take you on an adventure!"

"Adventure?" Hermione was stunned when she heard that.

"That's right, go on an adventure to the bottom of the mysterious Black Lake! Be the protagonist of your own adventure story!"

'My own adventure story.'

"Victori saw it and brought me here."

A feeling of emotion surged from Hermione's chest and onto her cheeks, breaking into a bright smile.

(End of this chapter)