Marvel: I, Hermione, am from Hogwarts!

Hermione's voice sounded somewhat disappointed, then her eyes lit up.

"Could we use a spell to knock the opponent down, or just use a summoning spell to pull the Golden Snitch over?"

Wood swallowed hard. "Well... that's against the rules too. Magic is forbidden in Quidditch, and all three balls were enchanted with spells that make them immune to magic..."

"Well……"

After a moment's thought, Hermione looked up again.

"Then can I bring a few knives with me to throw at the opponent, or just use a baseball bat..." Hermione waved her bat, closed one eye and glanced at Wood's head, "You know what I mean."

Wood was drenched in sweat.

Chapter 12 Magic Advancement

In the following practice sessions, Hermione aimed almost every ball at people, and although she swore it was never intentional, the scene looked truly horrifying.

Wood wore a pained expression throughout, and finally understood why Professor McGonagall recommended her as the batter.

It's so scary.

“Harry, this is the Golden Snitch. You are the Seeker, and your job is to find and catch it. Once you catch it, you will get 150 points and the game will end immediately. You guys go practice first. I have to go now.”

Wood took a golden sphere the size of a hazelnut with a pair of wings from the box, shoved it into Harry's hand, finished speaking at the fastest speed he could ever speak, and then fled as fast as he could.

Harry was left standing there, stunned.

……

Back in her dorm, before her roommates, Parvati Petit and Lavender Brown, returned, Hermione drew the curtains and immediately checked the spellbook panel.

Just as she was learning from Harry how to fly with her broomstick, the spellbook vibrated, and her magical experience points were unknowingly filled.

It turns out that riding a broomstick is also a form of magic control training.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Hermione's thoughts sank into her mind as she attempted meditation.

The next second, magic within her body erupted like a spring, flowing through her limbs and bones. Hermione was filled with boundless energy, and her mind became much clearer, as if she had entered a new realm.

I feel completely refreshed.

Hermione Jane Granger

[Magic Level 2 (1/10000)]

I couldn't wait to look at the spellbook, and sure enough, the magic level had increased to lv2.

Hermione clearly felt the magic flowing through her body become more turbulent, and her perception and control over magic became much more refined.

Let's look at the other parts again.

[The Curse]

【漂浮咒lv2（1/10000），击退咒lv2（1/10000），全身束缚咒lv2（1/10000），铁甲咒lv2（1/10000）……】

Black Magic

Dark Harvest (Talent)

【神锋无影lv2（1/10000），倒挂金钟lv1（138/1000）】

As expected, when the magic level reached lv2, the spells that had already reached the maximum proficiency level also naturally advanced.

"Shattered to pieces!"

A flash of blue light appeared, and the vase inside the room shattered with a crash.

Hermione nodded in satisfaction.

Compared to the level 1 Shattering Spell, the level 2 is significantly more powerful. Previously, it could only shatter into several pieces, but now it can shatter into granules in one go.

Moreover, she could sense that the casting speed, range, and maximum target size had also increased.

Estimating the power, Hermione roughly understood her current level.

Fifth grade and above, but below adult wizard.

The magic power of first to fourth graders is roughly in the level 1 range, with a very small number of outstanding wizards reaching level 2.

Students in grades 5 to 7 usually have level 2 magic, while adult wizards are generally level 3 in their final form.

Among adult wizards, the stronger ones, as well as ordinary Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, can reach a level close to 4, while those elite Aurors with names and titles can reach 4.

As for the likes of Dumbledore, Voldemort, and Grindelwald... it's hard to say right now, and Hermione's current strength makes it impossible to estimate.

All things considered, Hermione is only a first-year student, but she has mastered dozens of different spells. Moreover, as long as her proficiency keeps up with her magic level, she can unleash the full power of her current magic limit.

Compared to other wizards, it's as if he's been given a cheat code.

Even those famous genius wizards cannot compare.

It's important to know that even among magic users at level 3, spellcasting abilities can vary greatly.

Depending on factors such as physique, specific magical affinity, and practice, some people can unleash the full power of most of the spells they have mastered, even exceeding their level, while others can only use them at a level comparable to a student.

This resulted in a huge gap in combat power between them.

For example, the famous Gilderoy Lockhart.

This guy's other magic is terrible, but his Oblivion Spell is extremely powerful, possibly even exceeding his own magic power level.

Or perhaps it's the Weasley family's unique ability to use the Shattering Curse.

In the original book, Barty Crouch Jr., also known as the fake Moody, said that with the level of these students, even if the Avada Kedavra curse were used on him, it would only make him bleed from the nose at most.

With the help of the spellbook, given enough time, Hermione can master any spell to its maximum potential, leaving her with no weaknesses.

An all-rounder, there's nothing he's not good at.

"Restored as new."

Having assessed her current strength, Hermione repaired the vase, went to the washroom stall, and silently recited the spell of time travel.

The next second, they appeared directly in the hotel room.

……

Hermione looked around.

Fortunately, there are no new residents in this room yet, otherwise it would be a real problem.

In her haste to get back to Hogwarts for class, she overslept and didn't have time to think much before traveling back in time through the Marvel hotel.

"I'll definitely find a better place to go back next time..." Hermione thought to herself.

She had confirmed this rule many times: she would always return from the same place she crossed over.

Hermione pushed open the door, walked down the corridor, and went to the front desk.

When the hotel owner saw Hermione come out, his eyes widened and he jumped to his feet.

"Little girl, what's wrong with you...?"

"Oh, I left something in the house earlier, so I came back to get it," Hermione said nonchalantly.

The innkeeper looked conflicted, as if he wanted to say something but held back.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing the other person's unusual behavior, Hermione's eyes flickered, and she asked.

The innkeeper looked around, made a firm decision, bent down, and said:

"Young lady, I don't know what trouble you've gotten into, but a few days ago FBI agents came here looking for you. If you know what happened, you'd better find a way to resolve it quickly."

Ok?

Hermione was completely confused.

Fopople, looking for her?

Could it be that the operation a few nights ago was discovered?

That shouldn't be the case. She had the illusion spell active the whole time. Even if they were investigating, they shouldn't be able to trace it back to a twelve-year-old girl.

Wait... Fuboler... could it be...?

Hermione felt a chill run down her spine, as if she had remembered something.

She remembered that most of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents concealed their identities as Forpollner's agents.

"It seems you know what's going on."

The innkeeper noticed the change in Hermione's expression.

Hermione nodded and said, "I understand. It's nothing serious, but thanks for reminding me anyway."

You are quite a nice person.

Hermione pulled out a few US dollars as a token of her gratitude, then swaggered out of the inn.

Half an hour later.

Hermione sat in a street-side café, leaning against the window, sipping her cappuccino, lost in thought.

At this time of day, the café was rather quiet, with almost no customers except for Hermione.