The Premise Is That You Can Keep Up!

As for Hermione, today seemed to be her unlucky day. She ran into trouble while practicing the second spell as well.

It was not that Ron was more talented than Hermione when it came to Dark Magic. These two spells simply possessed exceptionally unique traits.

Ron had learned the Shield of the Dead Charm through the mutual attraction between his own mind and magic under the influence of fate. As for the Spirit of Fear, it was the best combination Professor Dumbledore, an elite wizard and educator, had tailored specifically for Ron.

Simply put, Hermione was not suited to either of these spells.

In the original story, she was the kind of person skilled in logic and objective reasoning. She excelled at seemingly difficult subjects such as Arithmancy and Ancient Runes.

If Anton had to choose a suitable Dark Magic spell for Hermione...

Well, forget it. He could not be bothered to put that much thought into it.

They were neither friends nor relatives. He was not that idle.

Still, since he had promised to teach her these two spells alongside Ron, Anton would naturally see it through.

He was rather curious about what Hermione feared.

"Boguanshi~ Geguanshi~ Teguanshi..."

As Hermione recited the Ancient Runes incantation with impeccable precision, she accurately performed the casting hand gesture. A stream of black mist poured from the tip of her wand and rapidly spun through the air.

Clearly, as long as she did not encounter a spell completely incompatible with her, she could perform exceptionally well every time.

"Ah~~~~"

Before Anton could even marvel at her, Hermione suddenly let out a shriek and stumbled back in panic.

The spinning black mist in midair turned into an enormous sheet of parchment, like a wall standing before her.

It was an exam paper, marked in