With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

But after a whole school year of estrangement, everything changed.

She is no longer a member of the Saviors trio, nor simply the know-it-all of Gryffindor.

She is also the chairperson of the Knowledge Society, a member of the Genius Club, and has developed her own small circle.

She had gotten used to being with Levin, made friends with Cho Chang and Luna, and was also getting along better with Ginny.

These girls allowed Hermione to truly experience friendship with other women.

The only concern is that once the topic turns to a certain jerk, an argument is bound to break out.

In short, she seems to have gotten used to life without Harry and Ron.

Now that she's back in those days, the girl feels very awkward.

The two walked to the auditorium for breakfast.

Along the way, people greeted them from time to time.

The young wizards of Gryffindor, in particular, regarded them as heroes.

"Come on, Granger and Potter! Let the Beauxbatons and Durmstrangers see that we at Hogwarts are the best school ever!" a senior Gryffindor shouted at them.

"Thank you, I won't let you down!" Hermione replied with a smile.

The experience of learning about knowledge and skills at the Academy of Social Sciences certainly honed the girl's interpersonal skills.

Harry, on the other hand, was quite reserved. He was both envious and somewhat unfamiliar with Hermione's composed demeanor.

Hermione a year ago could never have done this.

As for himself, he always seemed flustered whenever someone cheered for him, not knowing how to respond.

He was very worried that he was not capable enough and did not live up to these people's expectations.

When Harry arrived at the Great Hall, he discovered that the situation was far worse than he had imagined.

Compared to the Gryffindor students who were exceptionally welcoming to them, the young wizards from the other three houses had mixed opinions about them.

Hermione was alright. Although her registration method was somewhat opportunistic, she ultimately overcame the age requirement through intelligence and openly explained her method. Moreover, she had a group of junior wizards from the Knowledge Society supporting her.

Harry was different; he heard people talking about him as soon as he stepped into the Great Hall.

As he passed the Slytherin table, he even overheard a student guessing that he had forced Hermione to help him cheat in order to become a champion.

These sounds made Harry feel very uncomfortable.

As they passed near the Ravenclaw table, they were suddenly surrounded by a group of wizards.

Upon seeing this, Harry felt his fragile heart suddenly begin to race.

These people came from all the houses, and he knew many of them, such as Luna from Ravenclaw, Ginny from Gryffindor, the Padmar sisters, Levin's roommates Steve and Kevin, and even a few Slytherin wizards.

The leader of this group was Zhang Qiu.

This beautiful Chinese-American girl was walking towards them with a gentle smile and a radiant smile.

Harry subconsciously imagined that the other person had come to show him support.

But reality is harsh.

His Cho Chang didn't even glance at him, heading straight for Hermione.

"Hey Hermione, we've got something good to show you!"

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest, showing Hermione a large, round badge pinned to the front of her school uniform.

The badge was indeed quite large and very exquisite, clearly made with superb craftsmanship.

The badge features the Intellect Society's emblem of "knowledge" on the background, along with a cartoon portrait of Hermione drawing her wand with a flourish.

“There are other changes to this badge.”

After saying that, Zhang Qiu took out his wand and pointed it at the badge.

Hermione's image on the badge immediately changed into a line of large red letters:

Support Hermione Granger!

Most importantly, Zhang Qiu wasn't the only one wearing this badge.

Almost everyone behind her wore one of these badges on their chest.

"Thank you... thank you for your support."

Hermione's cheeks flushed slightly as she was surrounded by dozens of badges.

I don't know if it was the red lettering reflected in the badge that made me look red, or if it was because I was too moved.

"How is it? Not bad, right? Levin handed them out first thing this morning, and everyone in the Knowledge Society got one!"

Zhang Qiu directly named the "culprit".

Hermione looked toward the Ravenclaw table, where the boy was sitting and smiling at her.

Hermione felt her eyes getting a little wet.

It would be impossible for Harry not to be envious of Hermione's popularity.

Krum and Fleur, both warriors, received the same treatment, being adored by boys and girls from all the houses at Hogwarts.

He was the only one who was not well-liked. Apart from the Gryffindor students, the other houses did not recognize his status as a champion, and he was tired of hearing their sarcastic remarks behind his back.

He so wished someone would wear the badge and support him.

Then he got what he wanted—in a way he didn't want to.

When he went to his agonizing Potions class, he found the Slytherin students waiting outside the classroom, each with a large badge pinned to the front of their robes.

Harry didn't realize it at first, but when he got closer, he saw that the badges all had his name printed on them, but the rest of the wording was not so appropriate.

The badge glowed with a greenish light and read: "Potter Stinky Shit".

"Do you like it, Potter?" Malfoy called out as Harry approached. "If you like it, I can help you distribute the badge to more supporters."

Harry clenched his fists involuntarily.

Soon, Levin heard the rumors that Harry and Malfoy had fought.

Without Hermione and Ron's help, Harry suffered a crushing defeat this time.

Furthermore, since the incident occurred right outside the Potions classroom, Snape didn't hesitate to deduct fifty points from Harry's score when he arrived.

As for Malfoy, his punishment was a day of confinement on the weekend, which was easily overlooked.

This series of events dealt a huge blow to Harry.

Ron had fallen out with her, Hermione had her own things to do, and Levin was nowhere to be seen.

Left with no other option, Harry went to Hagrid for comfort.

Then he found Levin, who was nowhere to be found, at Hagrid's place.

But what attracted him most at this moment was Hagrid's attire.

He was wearing a wrinkled, ugly brown suit, and his hair was neatly combed and styled with a lot of oil.

But judging from the pungent smell emanating from his hair, the grease was most likely lubricant from Hagrid's motorcycle.

When Harry entered the cabin, he immediately covered his nose.

Because he smelled a very strange odor.

Harry could smell the aroma of malt liquor, the cloying sweetness of gummies, the strong scent of cologne, and the pungent smell of engine oil.

The combined flavors made him feel intoxicated.

No wonder Levin still sat by the window despite the strong wind outside.

"Who are you going to see?" Harry asked curiously.

"It's not that I'm meeting anyone... it's just that I suddenly feel I should pay more attention to my appearance." Hagrid said, blushing.

Then he turned to Levin: "You know her... do you think she... would like my outfit?"

"Who is he talking about?" Harry was even more confused.

"Is it Mrs. Maxim, of course?" Levin gave the expected answer. "Hagrid is asking me for advice on how to woo girls."

When Harry found out, Hagrid was a little embarrassed, rubbing his large hands together and explaining in a low voice (by Hagrid's standards): "The moment I saw her, I was completely captivated by her. Her shoulders were so broad, and her legs were so strong..."

Harry thought Hagrid's description was somewhat strange.

But thinking about it carefully, the tall and imposing Mrs. Maxim was actually quite a good match for Hagrid.

Then Harry realized that he was also the superfluous one in Hagrid's group.

He couldn't get a word in edgewise on this topic—from childhood to adulthood, the only girl he had ever liked was Zhang Qiu, and it was a one-sided crush. He couldn't even manage to talk to her more than a few times, let alone pursue her.

Therefore, he could only listen to Levin talk on and on, from "Evolutionary Psychology" to "The Thirty-Six Strategies of Love" and then to "Men Are from Mars and Women Are from Venus." Both Hagrid and Harry were stunned by what they heard.

After hearing this, Hagrid looked at Levin with eyes full of admiration. No wonder he could be so infatuated with that half-breed Veela.

Even Harry exclaimed that he had failed the course.

Unfortunately, Levin had two crucial secrets that he didn't reveal.

The first is that I'm handsome enough.

Secondly, it's important to understand what women are thinking.

With these two principles, one will naturally understand all methods, and all kinds of secret manuals will be readily available and effective no matter how you try them.

If you don't master these two points, everything else is just empty talk.

If they foolishly do as Levin says, they'll definitely suffer a huge setback.

Unaware that he had wronged someone, Levin returned to the castle with a sense of satisfaction from helping others.

Harry returned to the common room with a head full of useless knowledge.

In the end, he still couldn't find anyone to confide in.

Chapter 315 Testing the Wand

The next day, while having breakfast, Levin received a notification that he needed to participate in a ritual to test the wand.

Dumbledore arranged a small classroom for the wand testing, with most of the desks pushed to the back of the classroom, leaving a large open space in the middle.