Harry and the others were suspicious of Ivan's words.
"You really think she's nice?" Hermione asked Ivan suddenly, her voice harsh.
"That's true for a friend…" Ivan paused, then nodded.
It was clear from the original timeline that Luna was loyal and intelligent enough to her friends.
During his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she indirectly helped him break the Slytherin code, so he was grateful to have her as a friend.
"And you also believe that Harassment Crickets actually exist?" Hermione sounded offended.
"I don't know. I never jump to conclusions about the unknown!" Ivan shook his head and answered truthfully.
"Pestilence is just a figment of her imagination, it doesn't exist!" Hermione exclaimed angrily, gathering her things and leaving the Gryffindor table.
"Where are you going, Hermione?" Yvonne asked, puzzled by her sudden departure.
Hermione did not look back, and it was only after a while that a voice spoke.
"The library!"
Understanding and feeling a renewed sense of urgency at Hermione's efforts, Ivan reached into his pocket, where he had placed the Extension Charm, and pulled out a copy of Advanced Spell-Explanation.
"Ivan, aren't you coming with us to the library?" Angelina suddenly asked.
"Why would I want to go there? All the books I want to read are here!" Ivan was very curious. He patted the books on his hands, then took a few books out of his pocket and stacked them together.
Previously, Ivan had borrowed all the books he wanted to read for the sake of convenience, and carried them around with him. He could read them from morning till night without having to go all the way to the library!
This saved him a lot of time…
It can't be helped… he's always been so clever!
Yvonne was so pleased with herself that she didn't notice Angelina looking at her speechlessly.
…
Ivan remained immersed in his studies for the rest of the game.
In a short period of time, almost all of the achievement points that he had worked so hard to accumulate were used up.
All of this was well worth it, as most of his Charms had been upgraded to Level 5, and a few had even been upgraded to Level 6.
Since he could not raise his strength limit in a short period of time, it was a good choice for Ivan to make up for his previous weakness.
However, considering that he would have to consult the Master Alchemist Nick Flamel during the summer holidays, Ivan had set aside some achievement points, which, combined with the rewards he would receive at the end of the term, should be enough for that time.
The only thing that gave Ivan a bit of a headache these days was the fact that Hermione seemed to be in a very bad mood, and usually ignored him.
If not for the fact that they had been studying together recently, they would not have seen each other for days.
Harry and Ron were equally troubled, but only because of their upcoming final exams.
Several new classes were added to the school year, not only increasing the workload but also increasing the amount of revision required.
What worried them the most was Snape's Potions class, which they spent most of their time sulking over.
Now that the exam was approaching, they could only try their best and hope to pass the exam…
Yvonne looked at Harry and Ron, who were frowning at the contents of the textbook, and shook her head in exasperation.
At that moment, Hermione came through the entrance to the lounge, carrying a book.
Ivan turned to look, then froze.
Hermione looked different today, her usual casual manner gone.
Her tousled hair had been well-groomed to make it smooth and lustrous, and she had tucked it behind her ears so that her delicate cheeks could be seen, and her front teeth had been magically transformed into those of a normal person.
This made Hermione, who had not been very noticeable, even more stunning and beautiful…
Harry and Ron, who also noticed this, stammered and almost didn't recognize Hermione.
"Hermione, why are you…" Harry hesitated to ask.
"I suddenly want to, can't I?" Hermione interrupted, glaring at them like a lion cub.
Harry and Ron were momentarily silenced by her presence,
Like Harry and Ron, Ivan, who was about to praise them, quickly shut up, not wanting to be scolded.
Hermione put the book down, as she always did, and sat down to read.
The only sound in Gryffindor's lounge was that of pages turning.
"By the way, do any of you know the recipe and effects of the Shrinking Solution?" Ron grumbled as he took notes.
Unable to find it, he looked to Harry, Ivan, and Hermione for help.
Yvonne didn't look up as she answered, following her mental impression of a certain lesson.
Hermione, who was sitting opposite him, spoke without thinking, and the two voices collided.
"The Shrinking Potion allows a creature to return to its form as a child. The ingredients are daisy roots, fig rinds, caterpillars, a small drop of lettuce juice, and a mouse spleen. The ingredients are…"
"The Shrinking Potion allows a creature to return to its form as a child. The ingredients are daisy roots, fig rinds, caterpillars, a small drop of lettuce juice, and a mouse spleen. The ingredients are…"
Ivan realised something was wrong and stopped, but Hermione did the same, and Ivan turned to look at her.
Hermione quickly turned her head away.
"You should do it!"
"You should do it!"
The two voices sounded at the same time again, and the atmosphere in the lounge became awkward. For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Ron, who was taking notes, was so anxious that he wanted to smash his pen. What exactly were the steps to configuring it?
Fortunately, Harry was able to help him in time, and Harry decided that the situation did not look good and that it would be best not to get into trouble.
"Aren't you going to see your friend Luna these days?" Hermione asked after a short silence.
However, Hermione could not help but emphasize the word "friend".
"Luna's at Ravenclaw. Why would I want to see her? Even friends don't have to see each other this often, do they?" Yvonne looked at Hermione strangely. He was so busy, unless he happened to run into her or needed to talk to her, he didn't have time for this.