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

[Instant Spell Casting: You can consume additional mana to cast spells instantly. The higher the spell level, the more additional mana it consumes. Generally, spells of 5th rank or higher cannot be cast instantly.]

[You are in grave danger, and your instincts unleash your mental power to try and stop your fall. You have an epiphany: [Psychic Burst]]

"[Instant Cast - Frost Armor]!"

"[Psionic Burst]!"

Instantly, an invisible armor of ice gathered around Levin, protecting him and Zhang Qiu in his arms.

The invisible psychic power that erupted greatly slowed their descent.

To the audience, the two were caught in the banner and fell from a height of about ten meters.

A collective gasp erupted from the stands!

Professor Flitwick swiftly drew his wand and quickly cast a shock-absorbing spell, which, together with Levin's telekinesis, slowed the fall.

The two men, along with the banner, fell onto the grass and rolled around for several weeks.

Mrs. Hodge called a halt to the match.

Ravenclaw teammates swooped down to help the two men free themselves from the tightly tangled banner.

Even Diggory, feeling guilty, came to check on them.

When they broke free from the banners and stood up surrounded by their teammates, the entire stadium seemed to be paused for a moment, and then immediately resumed.

A deafening roar of cheers echoed throughout the stadium.

Zhang Qiu stood up from Levin's arms and raised her hand high, holding the Golden Snitch—it was because of this little guy that she had accidentally let go.

But this adventure was worthwhile.

Ravenclaw won by a large margin, 270-20!

It's important to know that the Quidditch Cup at Hogwarts isn't based on wins, but on the total score of all matches played.

Such a large score difference gave Ravenclaw a significant lead over the other teams.

The scene had become a sea of ​​joy.

The Ravenclaw players were overjoyed. Roger hugged Levin and cheered the whole time, completely unaware that he had only done menial work on the field the entire time.

Zhang Qiu held the golden thief high, while his other hand gripped Levin's wrist tightly.

Levin was being hugged and grabbed, and could only manage an awkward smile.

Xirela was quite happy with her victory, but the usually carefree girl felt a little uneasy at this moment, especially when Zhang Qiu grabbed Lai Wenxue's wrist, which made her roll her eyes.

In short, amidst laughter and tears, Ravenclaw's first round of Quidditch came to an end.

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The picture shows Zhang Qiu.

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Chapter 37 The Arrogant Type Has Become Outdated

Time flies.

More than a month has passed since the exciting first round of Quidditch matches.

By mid-to-late December, Hogwarts had entered winter, and the ground was covered with several feet of snow.

Levin had already made plans to go to Diagon Alley during the Christmas holidays to sell the junk he had repaired during this time, and at the same time try to buy the main ingredient for permanent attribute potions—or at least find a way to obtain it.

Because of this incident, he has recently become interested in the subject of Potions and is currently trying to combine Muggle chemistry with Potions, with great success.

Unlike him, most of the young wizards did not focus on their studies as Christmas approached, but eagerly awaited the long holiday.

The lake was covered with hard ice. Although there were roaring fires in the common room and auditorium, the corridors, with their drafty winds, were bitterly cold, and the classroom windows rattled in the biting wind.

What the students found worst was that Professor Snape's classes were all held in underground classrooms.

The chill from the basement, combined with the winter cold, naturally made it doubly cold.

During class, whenever they breathed, a cloud of white mist would form in front of them, so they had to get as close as possible to the steaming crucible.

Because of his research on potions, Levin was quite enthusiastic about Potions class, but this did not earn him a good attitude from the old bat.

Even though he was the first to complete the required potion, Snape was still very critical of him:

"Being the first to finish the potion doesn't mean you've done a good job, Mr. Green. You took too long to brew the Invigorating Potion. If you had finished any later, other people's wounds would have healed!"

He tasted the medicine with a sullen face and then complained bitterly:

"The potion has a very strong smell, which means your White Dew Juice has too many impurities! Perhaps you should crush the White Dew Juice before juicing it and then press it through gauze. As for now, I can only suggest that you add some licorice to neutralize the taste, otherwise even trolls won't want to drink your potion."

Seeing Levin being thoroughly humiliated, Steve chimed in, "Old Batman is definitely targeting you! Doesn't he realize that nobody brews medicine when they're injured?"

“Please call him Professor Snape, Steve. Although he’s sharp-tongued, he does teach us some skills that aren’t in textbooks.” Levin, on the other hand, remained calm and revealed the truth in one sentence.

“But… you were the first to finish, and you did such a good job, yet you didn’t get any points for Ravenclaw.” Steve was still a little uncomfortable.

"We come to Hogwarts to learn more knowledge; extra points are just a byproduct."

As Levin spoke, he waved his wand and chopped up a portion of white sage leaves, then squeezed them through the gauze.

The resulting juice was indeed much clearer, with fewer impurities and foam than before, and it also had much less of a pungent smell.

Levin immediately thought of the Potions textbook from the original book.

The so-called Half-Blood Prince was actually an alias for Snape himself.

He wrote many notes and annotations in his potions textbook, mentioning many potion-making methods that differed from those in the textbook.

After Harry found the notebook, he followed the instructions and his Potions class grades improved dramatically.

This shows that Snape was a potions master since his student days, and many of his unique potion-making methods were indeed very effective.

And he had just been trying to teach Levin these things—albeit with sarcastic remarks mixed in with the teaching.

There's no way around it, this old bat is just too proud and arrogant.

Just like how he treated Harry—on the one hand, he stayed at Hogwarts as a professor for Lily's sake, even if it meant being misunderstood by Harry time and time again, just to protect him.

On the other hand, he always disliked Harry because of James Potter, and even knowing that it would deepen the misunderstanding, he would still make sarcastic remarks to Harry from time to time.

This directly resulted in Harry seeing Snape as an absolute villain until his sacrifice.

He insisted on dying in front of Harry before letting him know the depth of his affection.

It's safe to say that the arrogant and tsundere personality has become obsolete.

Because he understood Snape, Levin was able to remain indifferent to the latter's foul language.

It's likely that even though Snape was stubborn and extreme, he would still have a liking for good students.

Despite his sharp tongue, he still gave Levin extra lessons, occasionally revealing some of his unique techniques.

Actually, despite Steve constantly pleading for Levin's innocence,

But to the little snakes who truly knew Snape, their headmaster treated this Ravenclaw incredibly well.

The Slytherins have discovered that although the old bat often speaks ill of Levin, he has never actually picked a fight with him, nor has he ever deducted any more points from him.

They could tell that Snape's pointing fingers at Levin Green was fundamentally different from his pointing fingers at Harry Potter.

Both preferential treatment and smiles are conserved.

Snape's preferential treatment of Levin meant that underachievers like Harry would be treated even worse.

That's a good saying: I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the light.

With Levine's brilliance preceding them, the poorer students became even more unbearable in the eyes of the old bat. Whether it was Harry, Ron, Neville, or the explosive genius Seamus Finnigan, they hated Potions class more than ever before, especially hating being kept behind by Snape to repeat the potion-making process again and again until they successfully completed those complex potions.

Of course, aside from Potions, Levin's performance in other subjects remained excellent.

Before the school year was even halfway over, everyone already believed that Levin would definitely be the top student in the grade in the final exams.

Second place naturally goes to Hermione, the know-it-all. Although she has become Levin's apprentice, it doesn't stop her from trying to catch up with the first place in class performance and academics.

Since that troll incident, the two have grown much closer.

Besides after-school magic tutoring, Miss Know-It-All would occasionally ask Levin for advice on other things.

This includes, but is not limited to, the unfair treatment she received in Gryffindor because of her academic abilities, and how foolish "her two foolish men" were.

Even for certain physiological issues, he would consult Levin.

This made Levin feel a great sense of responsibility:

He not only had to be Hermione's close male friend, but also her best female friend.

Levin was absolutely certain that when the girl grew up and began to experience romantic feelings a few years later, she would want to strangle her past self.

It was before the Christmas party, and Levin was stopped by Hermione again on his way to the Great Hall.

"Levin, Levin! Over here!"

Beside the pine trees in the corridor, Levin heard Hermione's voice.

Levin turned his head and saw Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Hagrid arguing about something under a holly tree.

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The romantic storyline won't develop that quickly, at least not Hermione's storyline, she's only 11 years old!

My previous book was written too early, and this book will definitely not repeat the same mistake.

Of course, older female characters will start developing romantic relationships earlier.

But don't expect to achieve instant success; the protagonist is only 11 years old!

Dear readers, you wouldn't want your favorite female character to be involved in a crime, would you?