Chapter:2

"No, I only touch such a disgusting thing when I'm dealing with potion materials. Solim looked at the toad in Neville's hand with disgust, "But I can help you put the box in it."

"Oh my God, how did you do that?" the girl standing in the doorway stared at Solim's right hand, which was not holding a wand, with a look of disbelief, and then at the boxes that were already on the shelves. "The levitation charm, I've seen it in books, but I didn't expect a new wizard to do it without a wand. The freckled girl made a fuss.

"Do you need me to help you put it on?" 'Miss?' and Neville, the boxes are all up, what are you doing there like a wooden pestle?.

Sit down and don't get out of the way. Solim looked at Neville, who had just been hit on the head with a stick by a troll, and turned his head to help the little girl put the box away.

"Alright, sit down, Miss Fuss, won't you introduce yourself.He waved his hand to close the box door, "Let me introduce myself, I'm Solim Selvin, and sitting next to you is Neville Longbottom." Solim lifted his chin to signal that it was your turn.

"I'm not Miss Fuss, my name is Hermione Granger. The little girl wrinkled her nose, dissatisfied with Solim calling herself a fuss.

Miss Hermione Granger, it's not too hard to guess, is it?

"Well, I apologize. Solim said insincerely.

"How do you do that? The book says that casting spells without a battle is a very advanced skill. Hermione is Hermione, and the way she speaks is "Hermione".

"Magic,time. Solim opened a tome that had been placed on the table. He wanted to read the book for a while, and then talk to Neville after the train had been going for a while.

"What?" Hermione clearly didn't understand what Solim was saying.

"Plenty of magic and a lot of practice time that varies from person to person. Solim continued to flip through the book, "By the way, Neville, I'll talk to you later." "

"Huh, what?" Neville was visibly deserting, startled at Solim calling his name.

Solim rolled his eyes at Neville's appearance.

Neville is a good boy, there's no doubt about that. He was only a little cowardly because of what happened to his parents and the tremendous pressure exerted by his grandmother, but when he overcame these shackles that shackled him, the courage buried deep in his heart would rush out. Solim decided to help him, and Solim really liked this dumb little man.

"Well..." Hermione hesitated, "Is there anything you have that is inconvenient for me to hear?" Hermione thought it was inconvenient for her to hear Solim say that she was going to talk to Neville later. "Then I can go out for a walk. "

"You're thinking too much, Miss Granger. Solim, who was reading with his head down, raised his eyelids and glanced at Hermione, "I didn't mean to make you avoid talking to Neville later, but I don't like to be interrupted when I'm talking." Solim paused, raised his head and closed his book, his eyes looking through the glass into the hallway, "Because a young master who has been spoiled by the family will come to this box soon, I have to send him away first." "

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the box was opened. There were only three people outside, but it gave people the feeling that the corridor outside was blocked.

"Ah, Solim, let me see, and ..." A small pale face with pale blonde hair appeared at the door of the box.

"Draco". Solim sat in his seat and looked at the boy in the doorway, warning in his eyes.

Hermione looked at the three people who were almost blocking the corridor outside the door, and immediately understood that this was what Solim said about "the eldest young master who was spoiled by the family".

"Okay, okay," Draco clearly read the warning in Solim's eyes, "I'm going to find Potter, are you coming?".

"If I don't go, you don't have to". Solim glanced at Draco again, then opened the book he had just closed and continued, "Potter and the red-haired ones are in a box, you can see them as you go forward, and according to your personality, you will definitely quarrel with them, so it's still ...."

"What?!Weasley?! "

There were three fewer people, and the light in the hallway was bright again.

"Uh, so that was ." Hermione stood up to close the door.

"That's right, Draco Malfoy, a spoiled young master. As for the other two... Well, you don't need to know them," Solim stopped Hermione from closing the door, "don't close the door yet, we'll have to open it again later." Solim shrugged.

"By the way, he didn't bully you anymore, did Neville". Solim propped his chin on one hand and continued to read.

"No, no". Neville grabbed his toad with one hand and his clothes with the other. It looks like an air pack.

"Didn't I say you, you still want to get into Gryffindor? Hufflepuff is pretty much the same.

"Gryffindor, I know, that's the best house". Hermione was excited when she heard Gryffindor. Originally, she heard Draco say that Harry Potter wanted to talk about this.

"There is no such thing as the best, only the most suitable place. Solim decided to enlighten Neville, who was the best bag in the eyes of the bullying bear kids.

"But Dumbledore is Gryffindor's, and he is the greatest wizard of all. Miss Fuss was immediately unconvinced.

"Well, Miss 'I don't know where to hear it and believe it'," Solim said "Headmaster Dumbledore aside, how much do you know about Hogwarts?" The teachers who teach Potions, Herbs, Transfiguration, Charms, and Defence Against the Dark Arts are the same for all four houses, and how much you can learn and how much you can learn depends on the individual, not the house. "

Originally, the educational resources are the same, and what you learn depends entirely on your talent and hard work. This is not like the school of Solim's original world, which is divided into upper classes and ordinary classes. The upper class has a special teacher, and the ordinary class is an ordinary teacher, so it is understandable that you say this is good and that is not good when the educational resources are tilted. Hogwarts doesn't have classes, and if you tell me that this house is the best, isn't that talking nonsense?

Hermione bit her lip and tried to refute, but didn't know how. In the end, a thousand words came together into one sentence: "I said my name is Hermione Granger, you don't mess with my name anymore." "

At this time, not far from the corridor, there was a noisy voice from the eldest young master.

"Damn it, damn Potter, damn Weasley, I'm going to tell my dad. "

Solim rolled his eyes and looked at Draco who was standing in the doorway, it seemed that it was right not to close the door just now, otherwise Draco might have broken the door in anger, although it could be repaired, but how troublesome it was.

"Merlin, Solim, you don't know what just happened, that Potter he.

"Okay, okay, I just told you, there's no need to go". Solim quickly interrupted the eldest young master's rambling, he still had something to do. "You should go back to the box now to calm down. If you want to clean up Weasley, you have a chance when you go to school. "

"Whew... Whew, yes, you're right, it's not worth getting angry with a Weasley.. You two, come with me." With two henchmen who had no presence from start to finish, Draco ran to Solim's box and took a breath before staggering back to his own box.

"It's clean." Solim slammed the door shut, pulled out his wand in his left hand, lowered the curtain on the door, added a lock charm, and looked at Neville after making sure the box was tightly covered.

"Now, Neville, let's talk. "

(End of the chapter).