Will picked up his coffee and took a sip.
The two of them were simply too different. Will was a pure wizard who pursued knowledge and power, with little interest in worldly recognition or authority. In his world, power and knowledge were the true foundations.
Hermione, on the other hand, was more of a good student, a magical scholar. She was not pursuing magic for its own sake; she wanted to demonstrate her abilities through learning and earn recognition—whether from professors or from friends and classmates.
In truth, Hermione was not a magical genius. She was a clever, hardworking student, but not a wizard devoted to the pursuit of magic.
Hermione had not realized that Will did not actually care about schoolwork. The things he pursued simply happened to give him excellent grades, and that had led her to a mistaken conclusion: Will was a good student.
Comparing two people running entirely different races was inherently unfair.
Hermione would make a competent Minister for Magic, capable of keeping the Ministry of Magic orderly and helping it flourish.
But what if Will took her place?
Even once he came into his own, he could at most become the Sword of Damocles hanging over the entire wizarding world, making the world submit through overwhelming power. He would only see administrative duties as a waste of time.
This had nothing to do with intelligence or ability. It was simply a personal choice. To Will, dealing with those tedious matters was far less meaningful than studying magic.
As far as Will was concerned, all he needed to do for now was talk Hermione around. His mind was on the Undetectable Extension Charm Professor McGonagall had promised him.
Anco poured Hermione a cup of coffee as well.
A little later, Hermione seemed to have worked