"I have to admit, I misjudged you!"
"My judgment of people is truly terrible! Out of the kindness of my heart, I cleared out my office so you could hold a little meeting here, and I even kindly offered you free consultation and advice. And what happened?"
"You sold me out!"
Hermione stood outside the door of the "Office of Preparatory Student Management for Minority Races," listening uneasily to the slightly shrill roar from within. She was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to go in.
The atmosphere inside did not sound very friendly.
Last night, while previewing her Talisman Studies coursework in the library, she unexpectedly received Zheng Qing's Paper Crane, telling her to come to this office at this time today to accept a Practical Task arranged by the school.
Hermione knew university students all had practical classes, but she had only heard others mention Practical Tasks. Supposedly, they were something only third- or fourth-year upperclassmen participated in.
For someone like her, who had enrolled less than half a year ago—and more importantly, had come to First University before even graduating from Hogwarts—being asked to take part in an upperclassman practical activity felt rather like a fantasy.
Of course, she was not questioning the dean of Edge Academy.
She simply felt that some things could be taken slowly.
But the dean's attitude had been extremely firm. After receiving her reply, he reached out and, in full view of everyone, snatched her from the library to his office.
"Participating in this practical activity will give you a chance to make up for some of your deficiencies, improve your understanding of magic and the world, and make your future studies easier. Or, more simply put, it can help you quickly master the magical knowledge other First University students should have