Chapter 80: Chapter 80: Alvin's Little Classroom, Mudblood
After thinking about it, Hermione's expression did not improve.
"Then don't we learn nothing for another year?"
When Quirrell was in first grade, to disguise himself, he didn't teach any useful knowledge and only read the textbook according to the script.
As a result, in the second year, she had hoped to have a reliable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but it turned out that Lockhart was so speechless and pitiful, and Hermione couldn't help but feel depressed.
Seeing the little witch like this, Alvin hesitated for a few seconds before speaking.
"How about I take the time to teach you?"
Hermione's eyes lit up when she heard Alvin's words.
Yes, Alvin is so good, he was able to fight back and forth with Voldemort last semester.
Wouldn't it be more than enough to teach her such a second-year little wizard?
Hermione nodded happily, and Harry next to him looked at this scene enviously.
Seeing Harry's look, Alvin said, "You can come if you want, Harry. But you have to be prepared, it will be very tiring, and you will have Quidditch training."
Harry immediately turned from worry to joy. He has also realized the importance of strength since the end of the last term. When Alvin and Voldemort were fighting, he could only hide in the corner and shiver.
This also made Harry feel the powerlessness of deep dee, and he wanted to fight side by side with his friends.
The three have agreed on a time, and every weekend in the future, Alvin will tutor them in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Alvin feels that the magical world will become more and more dangerous in the future, although Hermione and Cho have good spell talents.
But basic magic power is too low, even if they learn the magic spell, it is standard power when used. So he decided to give a small help to the two girls.
He got a lot of precious herbs from Nicolas Flamel, and he could make some potions that increase the magic power scale for them to take.
After making up his mind, Alvin decided to take them to the Room of Requirement for practice, where the words were more hidden and would not attract the attention of other little wizards.
For the next few days, Alvin pondered whose hands the diary belonged.
Alvin and Ginny got to know each other through the Weasley twins.
During these few days of small talk, Alvin mentioned the diary intentionally or unintentionally.
But Ginny didn't react at all, and it didn't seem like she have it.
If the diary is no longer with Ginny, then this becomes troublesome.
Alvin knew that the advantage of the plot was gone.
He's also less able to guarantee the safety of Cho and Hermione once the plot changes.
You must know that the magic eye of the basilisk is a direct death skill.
At that time, if there is any accident between the two of them, Alvin has no place to cry.
Therefore, he has been observing this new class of students these days.
The two girls thought that Alvin was looking for a beautiful girl again.
Alvin has also encountered a troublesome thing these days. Colin Creevey, the first-year freshman in Gryffindor, heard from others about Alvin's glorious deeds last semester.
He immediately admired Alvin and insisted on taking pictures of him, documenting the life of a genius wizard, which made Alvin a little annoying.
But Harry was happy, and Colin wouldn't bother him if he was so busy following Alvin.
On Saturday, Cho and Hermione were walking on the lawn, and the two of them were on very good terms now, sometimes going out without even bringing Alvin.
Saying that the conversation between the girls can't be known to the boys made Alvin very speechless.
But the relationship between the two is good, which is what Alvin is willing to see.
After all, he didn't want to be restless.
Early this morning, when Alvin was still sound asleep, Cho and Hermione came to the lawn for a walk after breakfast, chatting about these girl-specific topics.
"Harry!"
Hermione saw Harry walking towards the Quidditch pitch with a broom and greeted him sharply.
Harry saw Hermione and came over too.
"Good morning, Hermione. Good morning, Cho."
Harry stammered as he greeted Cho, not daring to look up at her.
Harry had no idea that Alvin had found Hermione as his girlfriend.
But Cho, his heart beat faster every time he saw Cho.
But he also knew that Cho was Alvin's girlfriend, so he could only envy him in his heart.
Not only is he handsome, but he also studies well, and his girlfriend is so beautiful, Harry is sour.
"What's the matter, why are you listless."
Seeing that Harry was in a bad state, Hermione asked suspiciously.
"It's Wood! Pulled us up in the morning for some tactical meeting, I didn't even eat breakfast."
Harry said resentfully.
Although Harry didn't miss the final Quidditch final as in the original last term, Alvin's excellent performance shattered Wood's championship dreams.
This semester, Wood is like a maniac, and he called all the players up one by one early to listen to his tactics lessons.
Poor Harry didn't even eat breakfast, he watched Wood pointing at the arrows moving on the tactical board and talked about tactics for nearly two hours.
"Well, he also wants you to have good results this year."
After listening to Harry's complaints, Hermione was helpless. Because of Alvin's relationship, Hermione was too embarrassed to cheer for Harry and the others, so she could only comfort him with a few words.
Cho next to her has been smiling softly, but she firmly believes in it.
As long as Ravenclaw has Alvin with her, this year's Quidditch Cup must be theirs too.
The three chatted for a while, and Harry hurried into the Quidditch pitch for training.
Hermione and Cho continued to chat about girls' little secrets.
After a while, however, Hermione and Cho saw Malfoy and a group of Slytherin students also entering the Quidditch pitch.
"Didn't Wood already book the venue today? Why are the people from Slytherin still coming over?"
Hermione was a little worried and wanted to go over and take a look.
Cho was also a little curious, if she read it right, those Slytherin players were all holding Nimbus 2001, right?
As the owner of Nimbus 2001, Cho is all too familiar with the shape of this broom.
She also wants to see if all Slytherins are replaced by Nimbus 2001, and if so, Slytherin will be stronger this year.
When the two walked into the Quidditch pitch, they happened to see Malfoy proudly holding a broom and showing off to the Gryffindor players.
"Very good, isn't it? But if your family is willing to sell the house, maybe they can exchange two Nimbus 2001s for you."
"You think I'm right? Weasley."
Hearing Malfoy's sour words, Hermione couldn't bear it any longer, stepped forward, and said angrily.
"At least none of the Gryffindors have to pay to be on the team!"
Malfoy's proud face instantly turned ugly, and Hermione's words pierced his heart.
He knew that Hermione was right, and although he had good talent, it was too far-fetched to be on the team as a Seeker in his second year.
The Gryffindor team also burst into laughter when they heard it, mocking Malfoy wildly.
"Nobody asked you, you stinky Mudblood!"
Malfoy said sternly.
This sentence immediately caused an explosive reaction.
George and Fred rushed towards Malfoy in an instant but were stopped by Slytherin's Quidditch captain, Marcus Flint.
Ron also took out his broken wand and cursed at Malfoy.
It's a pity that his wand has not been working from time to time since it was broken. This time Ron was very unfortunate. The curse hit Ron directly from the back of the wand.
It directly blew Ron away.
When the Slytherin players saw this scene, they were stunned for a moment, and then went crazy with laughter.
Especially Malfoy was out of breath when he laughed, and the way he leaned forward and closed his back seemed very exaggerated.
Wanted to reason with Malfoy, but Ron couldn't stop throwing up some slugs,
Harry and the others could only take Ron to the school infirmary first.
At this moment, a cold voice came from the door.
"Malfoy, can you repeat the word you just said in front of me?"
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