Hogwarts student ethics committee member, head coach of the freshman team, straight-A know-it-all...
It is undeniable that without Elena, Hermione would definitely be the most well-deserved "other people's child" in the whole grade.
More importantly, compared to the original world line, Hermione's progress in interpersonal relationships has undoubtedly been greatly accelerated and optimized.
Whether it was turning the tide in last year's "poisonous mushroom incident" or answering questions in daily studies... Little Beaver is even more popular in Gryffindor than Elena.
As the parent-teacher exchange meeting began, Mr. Granger's proud smile never disappeared - aside from being a little rebellious, his daughter was still quite up to date.
"Too dangerous, isn't it? Two years later got food poisoning - luckily Miss Granger recognized it in time as poisonous mushrooms."
After listening to Hermione's complete review of the "poisonous mushroom incident", a witch took a long breath and said with a scared look on her face.
"I heard that Mr. Granger is a therapist in the non-magical world? Before such an emergency, children raised by a family like yours are still reliable -"
"That's the doctor, dear..."
Mr. Finnigan corrected him gently, shrugged and continued.
"But it's almost the same. In our non-magical world, usually only the smartest and most powerful people can become doctors."
"Dentist, dentist. Our Hermione just likes to read."
Mr. Granger coughed slightly and waved his hands modestly, but the expression on his face was obviously very helpful.
Compared to his daughter's rebellious attitude of hiding two knives in three sentences, the compliments and praises from other students' parents obviously made him feel much more comfortable.
"Well, I heard Neville mention it before. Miss Granger's reading volume, excellent character and hard work are so admirable -"
Mrs. Longbottom nodded, smiled friendly at Hermione who was a little shy next to her, and said, "You helped him get through a lot of difficulties, didn't you? Alas, he is a good boy——"
She looked down at Neville along her pointed nose with stern and scrutinizing eyes, feeling a little regretful, "It's a pity that he doesn't have the talent of his father. I have to say, if Frank..."
Mrs. Longbottom unconsciously pursed her lips slightly, her expression darkened slightly, and she let out a low sigh.
"What?" Mr. Granger asked curiously. Hermione wanted to stop him but was a little late. "By the way, speaking of which, I noticed that you are here today -"
"Neville's parents were once the best Aurors in the Ministry of Magic, similar to our police."
Hermione tugged on her father's sleeve and whispered, "I told you that a very dangerous dark wizard appeared in the magic world more than ten years ago, so..."
"Sorry, I didn't know-"
Mr. Granger was stunned for a moment, and immediately apologized in a sincere tone.
Perhaps he had lived in peaceful times for so long that he almost forgot that the peaceful times in the magical world had only been around for more than ten years.
"Oh, there's nothing to apologize for or avoid!" Mrs. Longbottom shook her head and said seriously, "I'm proud of them, yes, proud."
"My son and daughter-in-law were tortured crazy by the mysterious man, but they did not succumb to the dark wizard until the last moment." She turned to the parents around her arrogantly, her voice slightly raised, and continued, "They are so goddamn good.
The score is very good, and he is very respected in the magic world. Even if he was outnumbered, he bought time for others, and finally killed all the Death Eaters in one fell swoop..."
Most parents and students fell silent. During the trial of Peter Pettigrew last year, many people saw the magical light and shadow of Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom in the sky.
If the "Boy Who Lived" ended Voldemort's rule, then the Longbottoms marked the true arrival of an era of peace.
In fact, the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts, and even all mainstream media and newspapers are promoting it this way these days.
In that darkest era, it is most worth remembering that the one you respect is not a baby who survived the disaster, but the Aurors and righteous people who protect the world at the intersection of light and shadow.
"The... mysterious person you mentioned——"
At this moment, a slightly trembling voice suddenly sounded.
Mrs. Longbottom turned her head and saw a woman dressed as a Muggle housewife, holding on to her clothes tightly, and asked softly and cautiously.
"That's what Professor Dumbledore said, Voldemort, right? The murderer who killed Lily's family. I heard that guy seems to be... still alive?"
"Well, the mysterious man obviously possesses some kind of evil magic that can bring the dead back to life-"
Along with Petunia Dursley's voice, Mrs. Longbottom couldn't help but shudder subconsciously and said with a serious face.
"But I believe in Dumbledore. Even if he has temporarily disappeared, the mysterious man has also disappeared again. In fact, I suspect that the battle is still going on somewhere -"
After a slight pause, Mrs. Longbottom glanced at Harry and finally landed on Petunia Dursley, frowning slightly in confusion.
"you are--"
"Petunia Dursley, er, Lily is my sister - Lily Evans."
Under the gaze of the old witch, Petunia said in a panic. She tried hard not to look at the terrifying vulture specimen on the other's hat.
"Since that incident, Harry has been living in my house until the owl...well, that Mr. Hagrid notified Harry to enroll in school two years ago."
Hogwarts is undoubtedly a magical castle full of wonders.
But Petunia Dursley was late for so long, so long that some of the yearning and curiosity in her heart began to turn into fear.
She looked around, and there were seemingly inscrutable wizards and magical creations everywhere. As an ordinary person without extraordinary abilities, she felt like an ant who had broken into the kingdom of giants.
"Ah, Mrs. Potter's sister, by the way—"
Mrs. Longbottom stared at Petunia Dursley and stretched out a dry, eagle-clawed hand.
"Yes, yes, I heard them say that these years have been very difficult... Neville thinks very highly of Harry. It seems that you must have taken good care of him and educated him -"
Compared to the Longbottoms who lost their health and sanity, the Potters' sacrifices did not even have any hope of a miracle. Augusta Longbottom understood that kind of grief all too well.
And more importantly, when faced with potential dangers that they could not understand and resist, the Potters' relatives did not abandon Harry.
On the other hand, judging from Neville's evaluation, Harry Potter is quite good - not a domineering savior, nor a clumsy and ordinary person who disappears from everyone.
"Uh-thank you."
Penny was a little embarrassed and shook hands with her, and said with evasive eyes.
"Harry, Harry's grades should be pretty good. Vernon and I usually don't pay much attention to their studies..."
Most wizards would respond with kindness and respect after learning about her identity, but the more this happened, the more frightened Petunia Dursley felt.
When little Harry was growing up, the Dursleys did not starve him, but they were definitely not very friendly and caring.
In fact, the moment Petunia saw Harry in wizard robes, her mind that was heated by the magic invitation instantly sobered up:
If Harry accuses her at Hogwarts, in front of his classmates and so many wizards, then this magical journey will most likely turn into an extremely terrifying public trial.
But as time went on, Petunia Dursley soon felt ashamed of her worries.
Harry didn't mean to dislike or make things difficult for her, but introduced Hogwarts and campus life to her with great enthusiasm.
As an adult, she could clearly feel the sincere joy from the child's words and deeds, so much so that she secretly made up her mind to wait until this summer vacation and treat her nephew well, even if Vernon and Dudley objected
, she also has to make up for the shortcomings of these years.
However, before she could take action, she was already overwhelmed by repeated inquiries from other parents.
The most important thing is that it is strictly forbidden to discuss anything related to magic in the Dursley family.
Therefore, Petunia had no idea about Harry's situation at Hogwarts. Whenever other parents talked about this part of the issue, she could only rack her brains to find some ambiguous words to get over it.
Most of the time, it usually works well, after all, people's topics won't stay on little Harry for too long.
However, this time it was obviously beyond Petunia Dursley's expectations...
"...Not bad? Mr. Potter's grades are not in the 'not bad' category."
Before Mrs. Longbottom could answer, Mr. Granger frowned, glanced at his daughter's magic book, and said seriously.
"In Potions class, Harry Potter's average score is the second in the whole grade, and there is a considerable gap between him and the others."
"I asked Professor McGonagall before. This rating means the level of a professor at the same age. This is not a state that can be achieved by personal talent alone. Without a lot of knowledge and practice accumulation, it is impossible to be so close to that demon.
Miss Pharmacy Teaching Assistant..."
The performance ranking of second-year students at Hogwarts can be found in each student's diary.
Taking into account various factors, the list only displays the top ten for the time being.
Elena Kaslana is undoubtedly the best, but her crushing results do not have much reference value.
Because her scores in most subjects were "**" with no word, according to Professor McGonagall's answer, she was exempted from the exam as a special case.
Second only to Elena, of course, is Hermione Granger, who came second in almost all subjects...except Potions.
Mr. Granger keenly noticed that the name Harry Potter had been steadily higher than Hermione's since the beginning of this semester in Potions' daily results and comprehensive results. This obviously aroused the feeling in his heart.
A desire to win-he originally thought his daughter was invincible.
"Well, I don't know, maybe Harry is very talented in potions?"
Petunia Dursley replied confusedly, suddenly remembering the acquaintance who picked her up at the castle that morning.
"By the way. Speaking of which - the potions professor at Hogwarts is Severus, right? He should also take extra care of Harry."
"Huh? Do you know Professor Snape? I mean, are you also on our side..."
Mrs. Longbottom asked curiously. She glanced at Petunia Dursley dressed as a Muggle and frowned slightly.
You know, Slytherin House can be said to be the furthest house from the non-magical world, and no matter how you think about it, you can't see the intersection between the two.
"Oh, I'm not a wizard - but Lily is."
Petunia glanced at Mrs. Longbottom, instantly understood the other person's guess, shook her head and replied.
"Severus lived near our house when he was a child. Lily and I knew him long before Hogwarts started."
"Wait, wait? Aunt Petunia!"
At this moment, Harry suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Aunt Petunia in shock.
"You just said that Professor Snape turned out to be your neighbor, so the professor and my mother actually..."
"Childhood sweethearts, or good friends. Didn't you know? They both enrolled in the same class."
Petunia Dursley shrugged and hesitated a few times, feeling a little uncomfortable with the suddenly focused eyes around her.
"I heard that the two of them had a big fight later. I don't know exactly what happened. Lily didn't mention him after that. I thought that the guy had an accident - but the relationship between them was really rough at first.
Okay, we play together almost every holiday."
"You...neighbors? Wait, Professor Snape is not a pure-blood wizard?"
Before anyone else could continue asking, Harry suddenly realized a problem and asked in surprise.
"I mean, aren't his parents both wizards?"
"No - he told Lily he was a half-blood wizard."
Aunt Petunia looked at Harry inexplicably, recalled the past memories, and spoke slowly with some difficulty.
"His mother is a witch, she seems to be named Prince or something. Old Snape should be an ordinary person here - but old Snape has a particularly bad character. He drinks alcohol, gambles, and often beats and scolds their mother and son.
It seems that the family moved away at some point later..."
Half-blood, Prince...Prince?!
Harry barely had any attention to listen to what Aunt Petunia said next.
At the same time, the signature on the title page of the old potions textbook appeared in his mind.
[This Book is the Property of the Half-Blood Prince]
At the same time, Hermione, who was originally a little helpless towards her father, seemed to have thought of the same problem. Her eyes wandered back and forth between Aunt Petunia and Harry in confusion. If there weren't so many parents, she would have wanted to read it now.
Looking through Harry's schoolbag.
Unlike Harry, Hermione only had one big, angry word left in her mind:
Cheating!
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Great!
Sure enough, Calvin will seek help from Professor Snape...