Rhys winked at her: Feeling envious, aren't you?
He thought to himself, what a pity!
'These two young witches are great talents from Slytherin House. But don't worry, I believe Ravenclaw House can produce such outstanding students too~'
Superiority is born from comparison. Seeing the envy in Ravenclaw's eyes, Rhys believed that the Greengrass sisters were here to repay the debt of their ancestor, Adrian—who had once caused his blood pressure to skyrocket due to his reckless actions.
Thankfully, his descendants had now made up for it.
Ravenclaw said nothing, silently turning to leave. At that moment, she was eagerly anticipating her meeting with Miss Hermione Granger on Monday. She was very curious to know how far Granger had progressed in her studies and how her talent compared to that of the Greengrass sisters.
Although Ravenclaw had given Hermione the key to her exclusive classroom, the girl hadn't shown up yet.
Ravenclaw was growing anxious, as if she had pulled a rare card but the stats hadn't been revealed yet.
She was eager to know whether she had chosen a remarkable prodigy who could cover great distances swiftly, a moderately capable student, or just an ordinary one.
But regardless of Hermione's talent, Ravenclaw was determined to pass on her knowledge to her, because the girl possessed one crucial quality: diligence.
A wizard's life is long, and Hermione would have plenty of time to catch up with those so-called geniuses.
Once Ravenclaw's figure disappeared, Rhys also left the library and headed to the Chamber of Secrets with the Greengrass sisters.
However, as fate would have it, Hermione Granger soon arrived at her beloved library.
Today, she was there to practice her magical output.
However, things weren't as simple as Hermione had hoped. After circling the library a few times, she still couldn't find the study room she had entered last time.
This left her feeling somewhat confused.
Instinctively, she pulled out the key, hoping to see if there was any address or information about the study room on it, but the antique key didn't have a single letter on it.
Hermione sighed. Just as she was about to put the key back into her pocket, something caught the corner of her eye.
"Huh? How is there a door here? I didn't even notice it!"
Hermione immediately recognized it as the door she had used to enter the study room last time.
Strangely, she had completely missed it earlier—how careless of her.
But such things weren't uncommon.
She often found herself holding a quill and searching for one, so she didn't dwell too much on the minor mishap.
She quickly walked up to the door, finding it locked. Fortunately, this time the key proved useful. With a gentle twist, the door unlocked.
On the table inside, the books Hermione had borrowed for Madam Spite were neatly placed in one corner, with a note left on top.
"Thank you for the books, Miss Granger. Please return them for me, and also borrow the following from the library:
-New Principles of Arithmancy
-Arithmancy and Symbols
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-The Standard Book of Spells (Grades 1-7)"
Seeing the note left by Madam Spite, Hermione felt the urge to complain, but she still picked up the stack of books and returned them to their proper places. Afterward, she fetched the books listed on Madam Spite's request.
Once that task was completed, she finally began practicing her magic output control.
Since it wasn't practical to practice in the cramped study room, Hermione decided to go to the adjacent room, as Madam Spite had mentioned that it could be used for practice.
Gasp!
When she opened the door, Hermione was astonished by the size of the room—it was almost as large as the Great Hall, the only difference being that it was completely empty, devoid of any furniture or decoration.
As she walked inside, she could hear the echo of her footsteps bouncing off the floor.
Hermione clicked her tongue in surprise, realizing it was her first time discovering such a place within the castle.
After taking a lap around the room, however, the initial excitement wore off. It was, after all, just a large, empty classroom, not even furnished with a chair.
She began practicing her magic output according to the notes Madam Spite had left for her. Hermione had already mastered the basics of magic output, being able to "grab" a cup a few feet away using only her magic. Now, her task was to stabilize the flow of magic.
She practiced for several hours. The results were decent—she had managed to gather magic at her feet and even lift herself off the ground for a second or two.
However, the problem remained that her magic output wasn't stable enough.
Ravenclaw, observing from the shadows, felt somewhat satisfied. She then revealed herself and approached the young girl from behind.
"You could try taking off your shoes and letting your feet make direct contact with the ground. That might help you progress faster."
"Ah—!" The sudden voice startled Hermione. She spun around quickly, and upon realizing it was Madam Spite, she let out a sigh of relief. "You scared me! How do you walk without making any sound?"
"It's because you were too focused," Ravenclaw replied with a smile, then began offering guidance to Hermione.
At this point, Ravenclaw was quite pleased with her student, Hermione Granger: intelligent, diligent, and with decent natural talent that already met and exceeded her expectations.
She believed that Hermione's future achievements would not fall short compared to the Greengrass sisters.
Coincidentally, in his own dedicated classroom, Rhys was teaching Astoria how to control her own magical power.
Unlike modern wizards, Rhys and ancient wizards like Ravenclaw preferred to first teach their students how to master magic itself before moving on to specific spells.
Each teaching method had its advantages and disadvantages.
The modern approach was faster, allowing wizards to quickly learn spells, while Rhys and Ravenclaw's method produced students with much higher potential.
Wizards trained under the modern system rarely had the power to single-handedly slay a dragon, whereas among the students Rhys and Ravenclaw taught, such feats were not uncommon.
At the very least, those they brought into their exclusive classrooms were capable of such achievements.
As usual, before starting the lesson, Rhys gave Astoria a demonstration of advanced magic, leaving her completely astonished, her mouth agape in disbelief.
However, this time, Daphne, observing for the second time, noticed details she had missed before.
For example, when Lord Slytherin fought the giant serpent Jörmungandr, it seemed that he had also unfolded some sort of field around himself.
This field looked very familiar, closely resembling something she had seen during the end of last school year. The only difference was that Slytherin's field didn't have as much mud; it appeared more like he was controlling water.
Thanks to this field, he managed to neutralize many of the giant serpent's attacks. The first time Daphne witnessed it, unfamiliar with such a field, she had thought it was some sort of advanced spell.
But with her broadened horizons, she now recognized that it was the field itself protecting him from the serpent's strikes.
She shared her discovery with Rhys, who confirmed her observations.
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