The black-haired girl who had been sitting slumped in front of Vein got up, rubbing her forehead, revealing a delicate and refined face.
“It’s fine, just a bit of a headache.”
“Sorry, I was thinking about something and didn’t watch where I was going.”
Although he was a future troublemaker, Vein still had some manners. After all, it was his fault.
Before the girl could speak, he stretched out his finger and softly chanted, "Heal as new!"
A warm feeling spread across her forehead. The girl immediately realized that her headache had vanished. Looking through the mirror next to her, she found that the redness and swelling were gone.
“A healing spell, and it’s wandless, you’re so amazing!”
She looked at Vein excitedly. “I’m Qiu Zhang, what about you?”
“Vein, Vein Laurence.”
So this is Qiu Zhang.
Vein looked at the girl. She was vastly different from her portrayal in the movies. She was definitely a standard Asian beauty.
“I remember now, you’re the hat goof from yesterday!” Qiu exclaimed.
Vein nodded with a smile. “That’s right. If I’d known there were so many beautiful girls in Ravenclaw, I should have gone to Ravenclaw.”
He knew how to butter people up. Indeed, Qiu, hearing Vein praise her, felt a little shy and also a little happy.
The distance between them suddenly narrowed as they walked towards the Great Hall, chatting and laughing.
“Humph!”
A soft hum came from the other side of the door after the two left. Hermione, who had just finished her Herbology class, had witnessed the whole thing.
She thought back to the first time she met Vein and how he had treated her.
For some reason, the little witch felt uncomfortable.
…
“The Quidditch tryouts start next week. I wonder if I’ll be chosen.”
Vein and Qiu were getting along well. The only point of contention was Qiu’s belief that Vein, being so intelligent, should have gone to Ravenclaw instead of Hufflepuff.
Vein’s response was that there were intelligent people in other houses too, like Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore, both students of other houses.
Of course, there was one point he didn’t mention.
Vein thought that Ravenclaw’s so-called intelligence was often nothing more than self-righteous cleverness or calculating cunning.
Just look at Ravenclaw’s graduates.
This term’s Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Gilderoy Lockhart, was a complete fraud.
Barty Crouch, indeed an elite wizard and one of the most capable officials in the Ministry of Magic, was also temporarily misled, secretly bringing young Barty out of Azkaban, which led to a series of subsequent disasters.
So, it seems that most Ravenclaws were only slightly clever and never got the real essence.
But these judgments were not something Vein could tell Qiu.
Otherwise, the girl, currently smiling sweetly, would flip out in an instant.
Hearing her worries about the Quidditch tryouts, Vein comforted her.
“Don’t worry. Cedric said Ravenclaw’s Quidditch team would be lucky to have seven players. You’re sure to be selected if you sign up.”
Ravenclaw was overwhelmingly female, and there were many weirdos who weren’t enthusiastic about group activities.
Cedric’s words were quite true, very objective.
Qiu’s face turned dark.
“Cedric?”
“The third-year top student, Hufflepuff’s Seeker?”
“Thanks for the encouragement. I have to go to training. Next time we play Hufflepuff, I’m definitely going to be playing!”
Qiu’s competitive spirit was fully ignited.
She had originally wanted to compete for the Seeker position and had secretly practiced a lot at home during the summer.
As long as she was selected, when they played against Hufflepuff, she was going to catch the Golden Snitch, showing Cedric the consequences of underestimating Ravenclaw.
Vein smiled and watched the girl leave.
【Host, for stirring up trouble and disrupting the relationship between the two houses, +50 points are awarded.】
Tsk.
It’s a good thing this system has a good-natured owner like him; otherwise, it would have been uninstalled long ago.
What’s stirring up trouble? I just relayed Cedric’s original words. I didn’t add anything.
Besides, isn’t trash-talking before a game a normal operation?
I haven’t even said the worse stuff yet.
For example, Fred told a secret on the train yesterday.
Every Ravenclaw Quidditch match against other houses takes a long time because…
There are seven players, five are girls, and even the two Beaters are girls.
Other than Quidditch, what else could give you the opportunity to have so many girls playing with you or even chasing after you?
When he said that, not only the twins but Cedric as well had lewd smiles, enjoying it.
…
In the afternoon, there were two consecutive Charms classes. Professor Flitwick stood on a pile of high books, calling out names. When he called out Harry Potter, he screamed excitedly and fell off the pile of books.
It took him a while to recover from his excitement before starting the first Charms class.
Charms was the foundation of everything. Learning Charms wasn’t just about mastering spells, it was also about improving the efficiency of learning other spells, allowing young witches and wizards to understand magic in their own way.
This is why Harry was able to learn the Disarming Charm and the Shield Charm quickly.
Once the foundation was laid, the speed of learning other spells would also increase significantly.
“Today we will learn the most basic spell, the Lumos Charm. It's very simple. The incantation is Lumos… ”
…
“What’s wrong? Who upset you?”
Vein was still sitting with Hermione, but the little witch wasn’t giving him any good looks.
When she saw Vein sit down, she didn’t speak, turning her fair face to the other side.
She practically had “I’m upset, come and appease me” written on her face.
Vein thought about it. It couldn’t be because of the History of Magic class. Hermione wasn’t so petty.
What else could have happened?
“Don’t talk to me during class, Mr. Laurence!”
So, she’s calling him Mr. Laurence now. The culprit has been found.
Vein still couldn’t guess what was making the little witch angry, but he wasn’t experienced in appeasing girls, so he decided to ignore her.
As Professor Flitwick allowed everyone to practice freely, the classroom immediately became noisy.
The chanting of spells rang out one after another.
Vein raised his wand and whispered,
“Lumos!”