Actually, Hermione thought this method had quite a few loopholes.
Still, since the Ministry of Magic handled things this way, it was probably the best solution they could come up with.
That was also why Hermione could use magic freely after arriving at the Burrow. There were so many registered wizards nearby that they had no way of tracing it back to her.
"Beautiful nonverbal spell!"
Just as Hermione was busy grinding her proficiency, Molly's voice came from behind her.
Molly looked at Hermione in amazement.
"You really are a once-in-a-century genius, little Hermione! To think you can cast so many spells nonverbally! And you're not just gifted, you work so hard, too. No wonder your magic is already at such a high level."
Even she struggled to cast so many different spells without speaking. She had never expected to see a child manage it.
"You're too kind."
She hadn't even started using wandless magic yet.
If nonverbal spells were still part of a wizard's required education and within the bounds of what people could understand, wandless magic was something far more shocking.
Hermione had no intention of practicing wandless magic in front of everyone.
First, she was afraid of frightening the Weasley family. Second, it was her trump card, and she didn't want anyone to know about it.
"Hermione!"
Little Ginny had gotten up at some point, too, and was now pattering toward her in her pajamas.
She had been a little shy at first, but after an evening of chatting, Ginny had grown comfortable with this pretty older girl. Once she learned about all the things Hermione had done, her gaze held much more admiration, too.
At breakfast.
Ron complained to Hermione.
"Could you keep an eye on your cat? It keeps hanging around Scabbers. He's too scared