The Wolf is Coming Ch. 10

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The sun was shining.

However, Emma's heart was in sharp contrast to this nice weather.

If it's just a simple fantasy, returning to teenage years, then it's really wonderful. But from a realistic point of view, this wonderful premise should also be that relatives and friends were all there, and their own safety could be guaranteed.

Emma felt a little depressed when she thought of this— if she remembered the plot correctly, Voldemort should be resurrected soon.

Of course, these were not the most important things at the moment. After all, Emma, who knew the plot, knew that she would live to the end. So, for Emma, how to deal with those strange courses was the most important thing at the moment.

Hermione was a top student, but she was not, at least not when it comes to charms, potions, and transfiguration. Although she could remember the spells or potions in the movie plots, knowing and practicing were two completely different things. So the wand made of vine wood was almost the same as the movie props in her hands.

It was the fourth grade charm class. Professor Flitwick stood on the podium and explains the new charms with a focused look. The wand in his hand drew a beautiful arc in the air like a conductor's baton.

After listening for a while with her cheek in her hand, Emma simply lowered her head and opened the charm textbook in front of her, trying to concentrate and read from the first page. As a fake witch who had no foundation in spells, she couldn't understand what Professor Flitwick was saying.

But then again, this textbook was really a textbook for top students. From the first page, it was full of notes, and there was almost no blank space. It seemed that the real Miss Hermione Granger really studied this book carefully in order to get an "O" from the professor.

Halfway through the course, Flitwick called on a few students to answer his questions, and Ron, who was absent from class, was caught red-handed.

"Mr. Weasley, if you want to repair a broken thing, what spell should you use?"

"Um... should... should use..." Ron pretended to think hard, but his eyes secretly glanced at the textbook that Harry had opened and quietly pushed over to the side, "Oh, I know, it should be Reparo!"

"Oh, yes, it is Reparo." Professor Flitwick said, but he did not let Ron go immediately, and then asked the second question, "Mr. Weasley, please tell me about the limitations of this spell."

Ron looked at Harry for help, and Harry shook his head gently, indicating that he didn't know it either. So both of them began to wink at Hermione desperately, as if only Miss Know-It-All could save Ron from the fire and water in the world.

However, things did not go as planned. No matter how Harry and Ron winked at Emma, Emma could only lower her head and stare at the textbook intently, pretending that she did not receive their distress signals. It was not that she did not want to help them, but in the plots she had participated in, there were only a few small clips about the classroom, and she really did not know anything else.

Ron, who failed to answer the question, was eventually punished with a five-inch long essay amid the laughter of the Slytherin students. Harry patted Ron's shoulder sympathetically, while Emma continued to focus on the charms textbook in front of her and did not dare to look at him.

Pretending not to see for a while would definitely not be a long-term solution. So after a few days of classes, Miss Know-It-All in the eyes of everyone became the most taciturn person in the corner of the classroom.

But Emma could not care about these. She had to seize every opportunity to cram all kinds of spells or potions knowledge from the beginning. After all, no matter how much Emma resembled Hermione, she could never be Hermione.

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