I'm Done!

Facing Bing Huan's dismissal order, Gao Er felt very angry. "What are you pretending to be? Just looking at your Huaxia face, I know you're a mud... mmmph!"

Before Gao Er could finish his harsh words, Bing Huan grabbed his chin. "I don't like what you said. Change it." The young man's tone was relaxed, but left no room for doubt. The last person who spoke like this was the head of the Malfoy family, someone he feared the most.

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After sending the three away, he turned around and saw Hermione lecturing Ron and Harry. "Do you two want to be targeted by the teachers as soon as school starts?"

"They came looking for trouble first."

Bing Huan sighed and stepped forward again to ease the atmosphere, reminding the few to put on their wizard robes. Hogwarts was arriving soon.

Bing Huan handed their luggage to the house-elves, and the four of them arrived outside the train. Standing among a group of young wizards was a tall figure. Hagrid was taking the new students on a boat to Hogwarts.

By the time they arrived at the school, it was completely dark. Professor McGonagall took the new students from Hagrid and began to introduce Hogwarts.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The start-of-term feast will begin soon, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you must first determine which of the four houses you will be joining. The sorting is a very important ceremony, because during your time at Hogwarts, your house will be like your home. You will attend classes with other students in your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend your free time in your house's common room.

The names of the four houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own glorious history and has produced outstanding wizards. During your time at Hogwarts, your excellent performance will earn your house points, while any rule-breaking will lose your house points. At the end of the year, the house with the highest score will be awarded the House Cup, which is a great honor. I hope that no matter which house you are sorted into, you will bring glory to your house."

Professor McGonagall straightened the line and led the young wizards to the sorting ceremony, holding the Sorting Hat in one hand and the list in the other.

"Hannah Abbott"

A rosy-cheeked girl with two blonde braids. "Hufflepuff!"

"Hermione Granger"

"Draco Malfoy"

Finally, it was the nervous Harry's turn. After a conversation with the Sorting Hat, Harry got his wish and was sorted into Gryffindor. Snape, who had been chatting with Quirrell, finally had a chance to see Harry's face.

The face, so similar to Lily's, seemed to transport Snape back to a park decades ago.

"Always..."

At the same time, the sorting ceremony had reached its end. "Bing Huan"

Bing Huan walked forward and greeted Professor McGonagall. "Professor, I've been waiting down here to die."

"Alright, come sit up here." Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on Bing Huan's head.

"Oh~ Mysterious Huaxia child, you're harder to decide than Harry Potter. Courage, shrewdness, loyalty, intelligence, which do you prefer?"

"Gryffindor"

"No, you're not listening to a word I'm saying, are you?"

"Gryffindor"

"Fine, then you go to Sly..."

"I'll kill you!~" ^ω^

"therin"

Dumbledore: (･_･?)

Snape: (ー_ー? )

McGonagall: (ﾟｰﾟ*?)

In the evening, Bing Huan habitually meditated for two heavenly cycles. When he opened his eyes, he saw Harry sitting alone on the windowsill, staring blankly at the moon.

"What's wrong, Harry? Can't sleep in a new bed?"

Harry shook his head. "I just think it's amazing. Yesterday I was sleeping on the sand, and tonight I can live here with everyone and learn magic."

"It will get better and better. Go to sleep now. Tomorrow's first class is with our Headmaster, don't be late."

He lit some calming incense by Harry's bed. Turning around, he saw Hedwig, Old Leng, and Pikachu staring at Ron's rat, whispering. "You three are getting along well. Oh, it's you four."

Although he had been in the wizarding world for several months, he still couldn't shake the "bad habit" of early classes and morning exercises. At five o'clock, after his usual meditation on his bed, Bing Huan went to the roof of Hogwarts and began practicing Tai Chi.

In September, fallen leaves had begun to appear on campus. As his fists moved, his normally restrained aura was released. One movement brought change, one stillness condensed. Movement gave rise to the eight trigrams, stillness returned to the primordial qi. The fallen leaves in the open space ahead were gradually drawn to Bing Huan's surroundings.

Fearing being late on the first day, the diligent little witch woke up at seven. Hermione, looking out the window, was about to sigh at the good weather when she saw a pile of leaves spinning like a ball on the roof next door.

Hermione: (ﾟﾍﾟ?)!

Are the fallen leaves deciding to take revenge on humans for trampling them?

A while later, the fallen leaves returned to the ground, revealing her classmate.

Hermione: ┐('д')┌

In the Great Hall, everyone was eating breakfast. Bing Huan felt like a monkey in that park, being stared at by Hermione. Just as he couldn't hold back, Hermione leaned over and asked seriously, "Huan, are you the Child of Fallen Leaves?"

Bing Huan: (･_･?) Huh?

After learning the reason, Bing Huan smiled and explained to Hermione about his morning practice and spiritual power. After promising to teach her when he had the chance, the little witch temporarily put aside her curiosity, mainly because Professor McGonagall's class was about to start.

As soon as they entered the classroom, Hermione began to preview the lesson content again, while Bing Huan mentally communicated with Professor McGonagall, who was in her Animagus form on the podium.

"How is it?"

"Harry is doing well, but the transition is a bit big. He can't quite believe he's become a wizard all of a sudden."

"I'm asking you."

Bing Huan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "It's still more comfortable living next door to the professor."

After previewing, Hermione tugged on Bing Huan's sleeve. "Huan, yesterday, why did you evaluate Malfoy and the other two so differently?"

"How should I put it? From one's appearance and their malice towards others, you can judge their general personality. Draco... his nature isn't inherently bad. His family was very powerful before and still holds some influence now. But due to prolonged stagnation, maintaining that so-called noble facade.

This has led to him being surpassed by more and more rising stars. He's gradually started to play both sides, seeking profit, and bullying others with his power. He was led astray in this environment and has been trying to prove himself in the wrong way. Actually, during yesterday's conflict, he was initially just embarrassed and angry."

Bing Huan took a sip of water and continued, "As for the other two, they're typical sycophants. And their malice after the conflict was more than double Draco's. If the Malfoy family remained in power, it would be fine; they'd just be dogs relying on their master's influence. But if they ever fall, I believe they'd be quite happy to kick them while they're down under the protection of a new master."

Hermione glanced around. Her classmates were arriving one after another. She turned and asked, "Where are Harry and Ron? Haven't they woken up yet?"

"I already got them up. They should be dawdling in the Great Hall right now."

Ten minutes passed~

Ron and Harry rushed in. "We made it! If we were late, Professor McGonagall's expression would have scared us to death."

"Ron, it's Professor McGonagall."

"What are you afraid of? She's not even here... Oh, she's amazing." Ron turned around, and the cat on the table jumped down and transformed into Professor McGonagall. "Thank you for your assessment, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps I should turn you and Mr. Potter into a pocket watch, then you'd be able to keep time."

After class, Bing Huan grabbed the two of them. "I remember pulling you two up before I left. What happened?"

Ron looked innocent. "But after we accidentally fell back asleep, we slept in again. Hehe~"

During Potions class, Bing Huan felt his right eye twitching. As soon as class started, Snape burst through the door. "This class doesn't require you to wave your wand around foolishly, nor does it require you to chant spells blindly.

So, I don't expect many of you to understand how to appreciate the profound science and intricate craft of potion-making. However, for the very few

who are truly interested, I can teach you how to cloud minds, how to bewitch senses.

I will teach you to win fame, brew glory. I will even teach you how to live forever."

During a long pause, Snape fixed his gaze on Harry, who was taking notes. "Potter! If I were to add powdered unicorn horn to wormwood infusion, what would you get?"

Hermione's hand shot high into the air. "I don't know, sir," Harry said.

Snape sneered. "It seems reputation doesn't mean everything." He deliberately ignored Hermione's raised hand. "Then, if I asked you to find me a dung stone, where would you look?"

Hermione raised her hand as high as possible without leaving her seat. Harry had no idea what a dung stone was. The trio of Malfoy not far away were shaking with laughter.

"I don't know, sir."

"Then what's the difference between wolfsbane and aconite?" Hermione desperately wanted to stand up but was pulled back into her seat by Bing Huan just in time.

"Your hand is shaking, he won't call on you." Hermione could only look at Harry, hoping he could answer.

"I don't know. But why don't you ask Hermione? I think she knows."

After explaining the three questions he had just asked, Snape returned to the podium. "Potter, for contradicting your teacher, Gryffindor loses one point. Also, Mr. Bing Huan, for your whispering just now, Gryffindor loses another point."

Bing Huan: (･_･?)

Later, they moved on to the practical part. Just as Neville was about to add porcupine quills, Bing Huan stopped him in time. "Neville, put it in after moving the cauldron away from the flame, okay?"

However, as Seamus moved the cauldron, Neville's hand trembled, and he accidentally dropped the porcupine quills in anyway.

A sour green smoke suddenly filled the classroom with a loud hissing sound. Neville was pulled away just in time, but a few drops still splashed onto his hand, causing a few red spots.

"Idiot!" Snape waved his wand, clearing away the splashing potion. "Potter, why didn't you tell him? You can't add porcupine quills. Did you think by showing he was wrong, you'd make yourself look clever? Gryffindor loses another point because of you.

And Bing Huan. Since you told them, why didn't you help watch? Were you trying to stay out of it? Gryffindor loses another point."

Bing Huan: ヾ(｀⌒´)ﾉ

Bing Huan rolled up his sleeves, intending to have a serious talk with Snape, but Hermione frantically held him down in his seat.

After class, Ron and Harry went to Hagrid's hut. Hermione went to the library to study, hoping to earn back points, while Bing Huan stormed into Dumbledore's office.

"Old Dumbledore, I quit!"