Harry Potter: This senior is pretty strong

Qin Yu told Hermione about receiving a letter from Professor Swinton, and the little girl was happy for Qin Yu.

After all, she knew that Qin Yu had been thinking about his former Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher recently, and had been trying to contact him.

As for the specifics of how to make contact, that was beyond her comprehension. Alchemy was still too advanced for her, who was only a first-year student.

Of course, she will definitely have to learn it in the future!

If Qin can learn something, she can definitely learn it too—if she can't, it must be because Qin didn't teach her properly.

Yes, it is like that!

Thinking of this, Hermione asked him, "How's your research on your sword going? Will you continue?"

As Hermione spoke, she gestured with her hands to indicate the length of the sword.

Qin Yu could naturally hear the expectation in her tone and understand the girl's thoughts—she must be interested in alchemy.

It has to be said that when two people have been together for a long time, it is easy for them to see through each other's thoughts.

He smiled and said to Hermione with certainty, "Yes, I will. Giving up halfway is not my style!"

As he said this, he pulled Hermione up and started walking towards the court, adding slowly as they went:

"However, since Professor Swinton has already given me news, I don't need to be too anxious. Perhaps, a relaxed mindset can even help the research succeed."

Yes, that's called 'tension alternating with relaxation'.

You should do the same when you study; don't always be so tense, learn to relax appropriately.

The little girl repeated the phrase "moderation" to herself, and thought Qin's words made a lot of sense. She nodded and smiled, saying, "I'll remember that! From now on, when I'm tired from studying, I'll ask you to tell me a story. I think listening to your stories is something that makes me both happy and relaxed."

"No problem at all." Qin Yu readily agreed. He had plenty of Eastern stories in his head, and if necessary, he could even tell some novel tales like "Zhou Mingrui Travels Through the Cthulhu World" or "Li Huowang Shouts 'Mom, I Can't Tell'".

However, Hermione's appetite hasn't been spoiled yet; a single film about the Monkey King's journey to the West is enough to keep her on tenterhooks.

"...By the way, last time you said they went to a country full of girls, and Master Tang, the pig demon, and the river monster drank the magical river water and their bellies suddenly grew bigger. What happened after that?" Since the story had come up, Hermione asked.

"Things got a bit complicated after that. They needed to find a way to get rid of their stomach problems, and that required a magical well. But the guardian of that well wasn't so easy to deal with; his name was Ruyi..."

As Qin Yu was speaking, he suddenly realized something and turned to ask, "Um, haven't I told you the story of their encounter with the 'Little Red Boy' yet?"

—Red Boy is the nephew of Ruyi Zhenxian, the guardian of the Abortion Spring, so the pilgrimage group had a grudge against him. Without Red Boy, the story of the Women's Kingdom couldn't be told.

"'Red Little Boy'?" Hermione looked at the guy blankly, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Is it someone who's all red? You haven't told me about this person yet."

"Ahem, it's alright. We can tell the story of encountering the 'Red Little Boy' monster again using flashbacks and interludes. However, there's no time now. I'll definitely tell you next time." Qin Yu used a serious tone to cover up his embarrassment.

There was nothing he could do; he simply found the story of the Women's Kingdom more appealing and skipped directly to it. However, without the preceding setup, many parts of the Women's Kingdom storyline simply wouldn't have been able to be told.

Looking back now, not only was the Red Boy's storyline skipped, but the Bull Demon King's storyline was also completely omitted.

Therefore, writing a novel and telling a story is not a simple task. It is easy to miss some plot points and make the story disjointed.

Fortunately, this time he could use the excuse of "flashback" and "interlude" to get by. Qin Yu thought to himself that he had quite a bit of "literary talent" and had made a flexible use of narrative techniques, blah blah blah.

Hermione was very skeptical of this reason, but she also knew that the competition was about to begin, and it wasn't the time to dwell on the story.

Of course, she was still a little unhappy, so a sly look appeared in her clear brown eyes, and she pursed her lips, trying hard not to show a sinister "villainous" smile.

Of course, her "villainous" act was nothing more than secretly exerting more force, gripping that big hand tightly, and then letting go.

This happened repeatedly until, after walking for a while, Qin Yu gave her a helpless look.

"So, Miss Granger, what are you doing right now?" Qin Yu said, tilting his head to look at his "ravaged" hand.

As for how painful it is, it's definitely not that exaggerated.

However, this girl was clearly up to no good.

Hermione chuckled upon hearing this, then said in a serious tone, "Didn't you say you wanted to 'balance tension and relaxation'? See, isn't this about being tense for a bit, and then relaxing a bit?"

As she spoke, she demonstrated it again, and Qin Yu watched as her small hand gripped his hand tightly into a chicken claw shape, and then released it.

Qin Yu was at a loss for words at this blatant feigned ignorance.

Perhaps sensing that something was amiss, Hermione took advantage of the moment when the guy was stunned and quickly pulled her hand away.

"Um, I'm going to check out the stands. If it gets crowded later, I'm afraid I won't be able to squeeze through... Bye, Qin!"

After saying this, the little witch turned and ran away.

This is because the thief is feeling guilty and trying to make a runaway!

Qin Yu reacted instantly, his eyes flashing with anger, he snorted and quickly chased after them.

The corridor was full of people heading to the Quidditch pitch, and Qin Yu, carrying a flying broom, couldn't run very fast. It would be difficult for him to catch up with the agile brown-haired girl in a short time.

However, even though he wasn't very fast, he still managed to catch the "culprit" before reaching the stadium locker room.

"Hmph, you're so slow, Qin. If I don't slow down, you won't be able to catch me at all! How are you going to win the race if you keep going like this?" Hermione said with a smug look on her face.

Seeing her like this, Qin Yu rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "If I really used my Quidditch skills, your butt would have been beaten to a pulp by now."

He couldn't bear to hit her, so he could only viciously tap the little witch's nose as punishment.

Hermione wrinkled her nose, initially giving him a displeased look, but then, as if remembering something, she chuckled and said to Qin Yu with a grin:

"Hehe, I'm not messing around with you anymore... Qin, good luck in the competition! I'll be cheering you on from the stage!"

The two lingered outside the locker room for a while. Qin Yu checked the time and realized that the match was indeed about to begin. So, he gave that little hand a "well-timed" slap, as a form of retaliation, and then let Hermione leave, watching her go to the Gryffindor stands.

At this moment, the Hogwarts teachers and students had gathered on the pitch, waiting for the Quidditch match to begin.