Hogwarts: This professor is too Muggle.

Chapter 38 The Girl's Thoughts [Please read on!]

Hermione pursed her lips, looked at the professor who was comforting her, and whispered, "Professor, I've seen your photo in the trophy room. I know you were the captain of the Quidditch team and led Gryffindor to win many championships."

"Ah……"

Melvin closed his mouth tightly, but a faint laugh still leaked from his nose. Facing the gazes of the two Gryffindor witches, he looked away as if nothing had happened: "Ahem... I saw a freshman bump into a tree."

Professor McGonagall was a little embarrassed. She had wanted to encourage her students with a white lie, but she didn't expect to be exposed directly.

She stroked the little witch's hair and said, "Everyone has their own strengths. Don't feel lost, Granger."

"I know, Professor."

"Also, happy birthday."

Granger was stunned: "Professor, how do you know..."

"I signed and sent your acceptance letters, and your dates of birth are on the admission book."

"..."

Hermione took a deep breath and sniffed, her nose tingling.

I was able to endure being away from familiar London and attending a strange school in the Scottish Highlands, 500 miles away. I couldn't go back to my parents on weekends, my roommates were distant, and I couldn't make friends. But when I heard the professor's birthday wishes, my eyes actually became moist.

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall."

She couldn't help but hug Professor McGonagall and rest her head on her shoulder.

"So today is your birthday..." Melvin thought for a moment, reached into his pocket, grabbed a handful of candy and handed it to her, "Happy birthday, little witch."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, staring at his pocket. How could such a small decorative pocket hold so many candies?

"Why are you daydreaming? Go on."

Hermione subconsciously stretched out her hands and caught a handful of candies. The packaging was very novel and had the words Honeydukes written on it.

Melvin ruffled her hair. "This is a hot-selling product from Honeydukes. Go find your friends. They'll definitely be jealous. If they like it, give them two. If they don't like it, tell them to crawl away."

"..."

Professor McGonagall and Hermione were both silent for a moment, Professor Lewynter being as unexpected as ever.

Professor McGonagall helped her tidy up her messy hair. "Don't listen to him. Go find your friends and share your candy. And tell them it's your birthday."

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Lewynter."

After saying goodbye to the professor and coming to her classmates, Hermione was still a little dazed.

"Look, Bibi Every Flavour Beans and Bibi Odd Flavour Beans."

"And Chocolate Frogs."

"Sizzle honey candy!"

Hermione slowly came to her senses as she heard the discussions of her classmates nearby. She had heard that Honeydukes was a candy store in Hogsmeade, and that only those in their third year or later could go to Hogsmeade...

As Professor Lewinter said, these candies are very attractive to freshmen.

Roommates Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil were nearby, their eyes fixed on the candy in her hand, then averted their gaze when Hermione looked over.

Hermione pursed her lips: "Lavender, Parvati, can you taste it for me?"

Lavender and Parvati looked at each other.

“Can we…?

"Well, today is... it's my birthday, so I'll treat you all."

“Hermione, you’re so kind! Happy birthday!” Lavender cheered immediately, reaching out to grab a handful. Parvati tugged at her sleeve, chuckled twice, and discreetly picked up only a few candies. Parvati, from a high-caste family in India, was well-mannered. After receiving the candies, she politely thanked her, then pulled Lavender aside for a quiet conversation, discussing a belated birthday present for her that evening.

Hermione distributed the candies to Harry, Neville and others. The boys immediately started shouting and cheering, expressing their gratitude non-stop, as if Miss Granger had become the most popular witch.

"Thank you Hermione!"

"Happy Birthday Hermione!"

"Happy birthday!"

"..."

Hermione tried her best to appear calm and composed, but couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth slightly.

Looking at the noisy children, Professor McGonagall also had a faint smile in the corner of her eyes and asked the young professor next to her: "What if other children also want candy for their birthdays?"

"What do we do?" Melvin said, puzzled. "I'm neither the dean nor the vice president. What does their wanting candy have to do with me, the professor of the elective course?"

"..."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and didn't scold the young professor: "I will apply to the headmaster tonight. Some candies won't cost many Galleons."

"Dumbledore would certainly agree."

"Hopefully, the candy will get the kids to get along."

"..."

Melvin watched the students from afar. He didn't think a small incident would make Miss Granger popular. These candies would only ease the alienation between them. If their relationship didn't change fundamentally, it wouldn't be long before they would return to their old ways.

Some people are born unsociable and don't need many friends.

……

Friday, September 9st.

Charms classroom.

"Today we're going to talk about the Repair Spell. This spell can repair most damaged objects, but there are a few situations where it can't be repaired. First, objects that have been destroyed by powerful magic, and then objects that have naturally aged and decayed.

"The Repairing Charm can only be used on inanimate objects. The Ministry of Magic prohibits the use of this spell on humans or animals, and the consequences are very serious.

"In the 17th century, a Merseyside witch cast a healing spell on her son who had broken his knee. The magic removed his patella, fusing the two leg bones into one piece. From then on, his left leg could no longer bend..."

Professor Flitwick, standing on two stacked stools, deliberately told the story in a terrifying tone. Seeing Longbottom turn pale with fright, a satisfied smile spread across his face: "Now we'll learn the spell and the casting gesture, 'Restore to its original state,' the root of which comes from Latin..."

After explaining the theoretical knowledge, Professor Flitwick allowed the students to practice freely and try to practice the repair spell on shredded paper.

The Gryffindor and Hufflepuff freshmen began waving their wands and muttering in various tones at the scraps of paper:

"Restore it—as before!"

"Restore—restore as before!"

"..."

"Harry, you should swing your wand in a wider arc. Seamus, don't poke the target with the tip of your wand. Keep your distance and leave enough space for the magic." Hermione looked around at the students practicing and offered guidance eagerly. "Neville, you made the same mistake I did during summer practice. Don't worry about making mistakes. Shredding paper isn't your knee. Cast the spell with confidence. There will be no problem."

"Thank you." Neville said.

Harry and Seamus looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and looked helpless.

Ron, who failed to cast the spell, waited for a moment, but did not receive the expected instructions. He wanted to ask but could not open his mouth.

Looking at his wand that was so broken that the animal hair at the core was exposed, he felt a little annoyed and cast spells on the shredded paper over and over again.

(End of this chapter)