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In the following practice, nearly every ball Hermione hit went straight for people. Though she swore it wasn't intentional, the scene looked genuinely horrifying.
Wood wore a pain mask the entire time. Finally understood somewhat why Professor McGonagall recommended her as Beater.
Too terrifying.
"HarrythisistheGoldenSnitchyou'reSeekerresponsibleforfindingandcatchingitoncecaughtyouget150pointsandmatchendsimmediatelypracticeyourselvesIhavethingstodobye."
Pulling out a walnut-sized golden sphere with wings from the box, Wood shoved it into Harry's hands. After explaining at life's fastest speaking speed, fled like his tail was on fire.
Left Harry standing alone, stunned.
Back in the dorm, while roommates Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown hadn't returned yet, Hermione drew the curtains. Directly checked the magic book interface.
While learning broomstick flying from Harry, the magic book had vibrated. Magic experience had unknowingly maxed out.
Turns out riding brooms also counted as magic control training.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, consciousness sinking into her mind, Hermione attempted meditation.
Next second, magic within her body erupted like a spring. Flowed through every limb. Hermione surged with boundless vitality. Mind much clearer. As if reaching a new realm.
Completely renewed.
[Hermione Jane Granger]
[Magic Level Lv2 (1/10000)]
Eagerly looked at the magic book. Sure enough, magic level had risen to Lv2.
Hermione clearly felt the magic flowing within more turbulent. Her perception and control of magic much more refined.
Looked at other sections again.
[Charms]
[Levitation Charm Lv2 (1/10000), Knockback Jinx Lv2 (1/10000), Full Body-Bind Curse Lv2 (1/10000), Shield Charm Lv2 (1/10000)âŠ]
[Dark Magic]
[Dark Harvest (Talent)]
[Sectumsempra Lv2 (1/10000), Levicorpus Lv1 (138/1000)]
As expected, when magic level reached Lv2, those spells already maxed in proficiency naturally advanced together.
"Reducto!"
A blue flash. The vase in the room shattered on cue.
Hermione nodded with satisfaction.
Compared to Lv1 Reductor Curse, Lv2 was clearly more powerful. Before could only shatter into several pieces. Now could pulverize into particles in one go.
Plus she could feel: casting speed, range, and target size limit had all increased.
Estimating the power, Hermione roughly understood her current level.
Above fifth-year. Below adult wizard.
First to fourth years' magic was roughly Lv1 range. Very few excellent wizards could reach Lv2.
Fifth to seventh years probably had Lv2 magic. Adult wizards' final form was basically Lv3.
Stronger among adult wizards, plus ordinary Ministry Aurors, had near-Lv4 standards. Those famous elite Aurors could reach Lv4.
As for Dumbledore, Voldemort, Grindelwald's level⊠hard to say now. With Hermione's current strength, couldn't estimate.
All told, though Hermione was only first-year, she'd mastered dozens of spells total. And as long as proficiency kept up with magic level, could exert 100% of current magic ceiling's power.
Compared to other wizards, basically like having cheats enabled.
Even famous genius wizards couldn't compare.
Know this: even with the same Lv3 magic, spellcasting levels varied wildly.
Based on physique, specific magic affinity, practice, and other factorsâŠ
Some could make most mastered spells perform at or even exceed their grade. But others' level was equivalent to students.
This led to massive combat power gaps between individuals.
Like the famous Gilderoy Lockhart.
This fellow's other magic was a mess. But Memory Charm level was extremely high. Possibly even exceeded his own magic level limits.
Or the Weasley family's Reductor Curse-specific constitution.
In canon, Barty Crouch Jr.âfake Moodyâhad also said: with these students' standards, even if they used Avada Kedavra on him, at most would just make his nose bleed.
But Hermione, with the magic book's assistanceâgiven timeâcould grind any magic to max. No weaknesses existed.
All-rounder. Nothing she wasn't good at.
"Reparo."
Having assessed her current strength, Hermione repaired the vase. Went to the bathroom stall. Mentally chanted traverse.
Next second, directly appeared in the motel room.
Hermione looked around.
Good thing this room still had no new occupants. Otherwise would be troublesome.
Earlier, rushing back to Hogwarts for class, oversleeping, she'd had no time to think. Directly traversed back from the Marvel motel.
Next time definitely find a good place before returningâŠÂ Hermione thought.
Wherever she traversed from, next time she'd return there. This pattern she'd confirmed many times.
Pushed open the door. Through the hallway. Hermione walked to the front desk.
The motel owner saw Hermione emerge from inside. Eyes widened. Shot up.
"Little girl, how did youâŠ"
"Oh, left something in the room earlier. Came back to get it." Hermione said without changing expression, lying smoothly.
The motel owner's face looked conflicted. Seemed to want to say something. Forcibly held back.
"What's wrong?"
Noticing his abnormality, Hermione's gaze shifted. Asked.
The motel owner looked left and right. Steeled himself. Leaned down: "Little girl, I don't know what trouble you've gotten into, but a few days ago FBI people came here looking for you⊠If you know what's going on, better quickly find a way to settle it."
Hm?
Hermione was confused.
FBI, looking for her?
Could it be that night's operation was discovered?
Shouldn't be. She'd had Disillusionment Charm active the entire time. Even investigating shouldn't trace to a twelve-year-old girl.
Wait⊠FBI⊠could it beâŠ
Hermione's heart tightened. Seemed to remember something.
She recalled: most S.H.I.E.L.D. agents' cover identities were FBI agents.
"Looks like you know what's going on."
The motel owner noticed Hermione's expression change.
Hermione nodded. Said: "I understand. Not a big deal. But thanks for the warning."
You're actually pretty decent.
Hermione pulled out several bills as thanks. Then swaggered out of the motel.
Half an hour later.
Hermione sat in a street-side café. By the window. Sipping cappuccino in small mouthfuls. Thinking about something.
This time period, the café was rather empty. Besides Hermione, hardly any customers.
Then, a young couple arm-in-arm, laughing and talking, walked in. After ordering two coffees, looked around. Walked to a table not far from Hermione and sat down.
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