After overcoming the initial severe discomfort, Hermione has fully adapted to her new title of "Big Sister Head".
It is worth celebrating that more and more students have recently come to appreciate her, especially the girls in the lower grades, who practically idolize her.
As the end of the month approached, the entire castle underwent a complete renovation.
Thanks to the Ministry of Magic's search last semester, this major project did not disrupt the students' normal routines.
All the dirty portraits were cleaned, the armor in the corridor became shiny, and even Peeves, who loved to cause trouble, had a change of heart and completely quieted down.
Its conscience, of course, refers to Vincent.
The struggle over the past two months has taught it one thing: never mess with the school's biggest School Board Member.
It can always foresee and stop its mischief, and it always has endless ways to trap it.
Peeves admitted defeat; what fun would life be like for a ghost if he couldn't play pranks?
Therefore, after signing a series of what it considered to be unequal treaties, it "voluntarily" became Vincent's first underling at school.
The castle needs to be renovated to accommodate guests, so it's definitely not allowed to be damaged.
When the renovation was finished, Peeves started playing pranks on the students who dirtied the castle or did bad things, and he was even more Filch himself.
Vincent, who has eliminated a major hidden danger, has also been busy lately.
After training each day, he would go to the assembly workshop of the Room of Requirement.
Hermione learned a lot about cars and offered many suggestions, though most of them were about the exterior.
The rounded and elegant design is too understated and doesn't quite suit Vincent's temperament or his unique "sharpness".
After in-depth discussions, the two redesigned the car's exterior.
The classic family-style horseshoe-shaped grille outline on the front face has been retained, as has its complex and interwoven black mesh structure.
The recessed headlights are narrower and longer, like a pair of sharp eyes.
The hood features complex muscle lines and C-shaped door frames. The front bumper and the two large air intakes on both sides form a three-section structure with the horseshoe-shaped grille in the middle. Combined with the exaggerated reverse air blades and the carbon fiber front lip that almost touches the ground, the newly designed front end is extremely visually striking.
The body of the car has also been significantly slimmed down.
The highly malleable Mithril reduces the weight of the entire chassis by at least half. The curved roof integrates the rear window and lower waistline into a single design, while the wide front and rear fenders effectively conceal the vehicle, giving it a wide-body appearance and reducing wheel drag.
The rear features a large diffuser and an active spoiler, while the side doors have been replaced with a visually striking gull-wing design.
Although the new design only modifies the exterior, the internal structure still needs appropriate adjustments.
The most important part of the vehicle, the engine, is also made of Mithril, but most of its internal parts are made of silver iron, which is stronger and can achieve compatibility with land, sea and air modes through slight structural changes.
The remaining Mithril components have been mostly manufactured, and assembly is expected to be completed before Christmas.
On the morning of the 30th, the Great Hall was completely transformed overnight.
Huge silk banners hung on each wall, each banner representing one of Hogwarts' houses.
The red background with a golden lion belongs to Gryffindor; the blue background with a bronze eagle belongs to Ravenclaw; the yellow background with a black badger belongs to Hufflepuff; and the green background with a silver boa constrictor belongs to Slytherin.
Behind the staff's long table, there was also a huge banner hanging.
Above is the emblem of Hogwarts: a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake standing together, encircling a capital letter "H".
The grand and solemn atmosphere made the students unconsciously pay attention to their demeanor.
Neville pulled on the left side of his school uniform belt, stretching it to the same length as the right side.
Ron borrowed a comb from Lavender and carefully tidied his somewhat messy red hair.
Fred and George somehow got hold of a bottle of Muggle hair gel and were giving each other new hairstyles.
Draco at the Slytherin table snorted through his nose.
Without years of refinement, no matter how well you put on an act, it's not true poise.
If they're not careful, the foolish Little Lions will be completely exposed.
Draco seemed to see their embarrassing moment in the mirror, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards into an even wider smile.
Time flew by and it was afternoon, time for Potions Class, which ended half an hour early.
Snape was still the same as always; upon entering, he first gave the Little Lions a vicious look.
"It seems that many of our students are not paying attention in class."
Just as Harry had a bad feeling, Snape called out his name.
"Potter! Tell me, what should you do if you get poisoned?"
Harry jumped to his feet. "Professor, I will take the antidote immediately."
Snape narrowed his eyes. "What if the antidote doesn't work?"
Harry paused, blinking his eyes weakly, pitifully, and helplessly.
"Tell me!"
"Uh..." Harry's mind raced. "I... I will adjust the ingredients of the antidote according to the severity of the poisoning."
Snape sneered repeatedly, "Very well, you are dead, Potter!"
While you were still adjusting the potion's ingredients, you had already died from the poison.
Harry knew that no matter what he said, it would be useless; it was obvious that they were there to cause trouble.
Despite the class ending half an hour early, this Potions Class was still as unbearable as ever.
Harry, in particular, was being watched closely the entire time.
But what was bound to happen finally happened, and the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Snape walked out of the classroom looking impatient, and then the Little Lions erupted in cheers that echoed throughout the dungeon.
"We survived!"
"Gryffindor!"
After venting their emotions a bit, the Little Lions went back to their dormitories, put away their backpacks and textbooks, then carefully put on their capes and rushed downstairs.
In front of the Entrance Hall, the four deans were organizing the teams from their respective colleges.
Hufflepuff's line is the longest, and Slytherin's line is the shortest.
In stark contrast to Sprout's beaming smile, Snape still wore the same deadpan expression as before.
"Please follow me." McGonagall walked toward the freshmen. "First-year students, please stay in front and don't crowd."
All the teachers and students walked down the steps and lined up in front of the castle gate.
It was a cold and crisp evening, night was falling, and a bright white moon hung quietly in the sky above the Forbidden Forest.
Time passed slowly, and everyone excitedly scanned the gradually darkening venue.
"How do you think they'll get here? By train?"
"Probably not."
"How do you get it? With a flying broom?"
"It shouldn't be from such a far place."
Some students who were getting impatient started whispering among themselves.
"Maybe it's Portkey? But the school seems to have installed Anti-Apparition Jinx."
Just then, Dumbledore was standing behind the students with the staff, called out:
"Ah! If I'm not mistaken, Beauxbatons' representative has arrived."
"Where?" the students asked eagerly, looking in different directions.
"Over there," Vincent, standing in the front row, pointed to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.
A colossal object, something much larger than a hundred flying brooms, swept across the deep blue sky and Accio rapidly toward the castle.