"What's the matter?" Glenn turned around, and Hermione, without any hesitation, got straight to the point.
"Could we practice dueling with you? We'll cast Disarming Charms on you, and you can take them head-on, then provide us with guidance based on the spells we cast?"
Ginny, influenced by Hermione's straightforwardness, regained some of her composure. Seeing Hermione make such a direct request, she couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed.
Although this was typical of Hermione's usual style, they were facing a professor now!
"...Hermione, isn't this a bit..." Ginny hesitated for a moment, gently tugged on Hermione's sleeve, and was about to say something more when the Night Watcher professor spoke up.
"Sure, let's go."
"Eh?"
Σ (o_o)
Ginny didn't expect the Night Watcher professor to respond so quickly and decisively. He seemed quite easygoing, contrary to her assumption that he might be difficult to approach.
"I think he just doesn't mind. After all, we're just two little girls, and the professor can handle us quite easily." As Glenn walked a few steps ahead, Hermione turned her head and whispered to Ginny, speaking ill of Glenn.
But it was a bit too loud.
"!"
"Hermione, you're speaking a bit too loud..." Ginny quickly signaled Hermione to stop.
Seriously, how could someone speak ill of others so loudly?
Glenn turned his head, nodded in agreement without saying a word, and continued walking ahead.
Ginny's face turned pale.
Oh no, the professor really heard Hermione badmouthing him behind his back. What if he trips us up during practice later?
"Don't worry, the professor isn't that petty." Seeing Ginny's reaction, Hermione couldn't help but laugh. She really just wanted to tease the little girl who had been in a bad mood lately.
...But now it seemed to have backfired?
Hermione quickly comforted her.
Finding an empty spot, Glenn walked to the opposite side of the field, turned, and gestured to the two young witches.
"You can start now..." he said, but before he could finish, a red light shot straight at his face.
"Expelliarmus." Hermione, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't wait to cast a Disarming Charm at Glenn's face. She was pleasantly surprised to find that her Disarming Charm seemed to have improved a bit.
Glenn didn't dodge, using his magic to forcibly neutralize Hermione's Disarming Charm.
Since he had agreed to help analyze the strengths and weaknesses of their Disarming Charms, Glenn would take it seriously.
"!"
Ginny, who had just regained her composure, was startled once again.
No, Hermione, is that how you treat a professor?!
With a stiff expression, Ginny looked at Hermione, only to despairingly find that the usually quiet, bookish girl was now looking incredibly enthusiastic.
She suddenly felt like she might have misjudged something from the beginning.
Hermione, you're not here to comfort me... but to drag me into trouble, aren't you?!
Even Ginny herself didn't realize that her mental activity was now much more active than it had been during that previous period.
The deep and firm influence of Tom Riddle's diary on her had begun to gradually loosen under Hermione's efforts.
The ice was about to melt.
...
Practicing the Disarming Charm with Hermione and the Night Watcher professor turned out to be much more fun than Ginny had imagined, and the learning efficiency far exceeded her expectations.
By now, the first session of tonight's Dueling Club had ended, and Ginny, tired but happy, returned to the dormitory with her friends. Now she could actually cast the Disarming Charm.
Although her success rate was only a little over ten percent, the qualitative leap from zero to one made Ginny very happy. Before today, she hadn't had any experience with the Disarming Charm at all.
Whether it was Hermione's hands-on guidance or the Night Watcher professor's analysis of the Disarming Charm after catching it, Ginny felt their earnest desire for her to master the spell.
Learning, once it enters a serious state, can become an irresistible addiction, and the learning state becomes many times more efficient than usual. Ginny had clearly entered such a state just now.
The sense of achievement and fulfillment she gained from practicing also made her very happy.
Positive emotions are a good remedy for the body, and now she even felt that the mental fatigue she'd been accumulating had lessened significantly.
Ginny sat down at her bedside table, surprised to find that despite everything that had happened today, she had no desire to chat with Tom.
This was impossible just a few days ago, or even earlier.
Ginny almost chatted with Tom every night about the day's events. Although most of the time it was her talking and Tom occasionally responding, sometimes Tom would suddenly ask her about certain things.
What did he ask...
Ginny tried to recall, but was horrified to find that her memory of those contents was completely blank.
"Why am I only realizing these things now?!" Ginny, as if electrified, jumped up from her chair, causing the chair to fall backward.
"Ginny? What's wrong?" Her roommate poked her head out from under the covers, very nervous and concerned.
A sickly cute little girl always evokes affection. Not only did her roommates want to take care of the recently unwell Ginny, but her three brothers, Perceval, and the twins George and Fred, as well as Ginny's other friends, had all privately asked them to help look after her.
"I'm fine, just knocked over the chair while getting up." Ginny took a few deep breaths, forcing a smile as she replied, "Don't worry about me, go to sleep."
Her roommate suspiciously observed Ginny, who was acting very differently from usual tonight, and noticed that the girl seemed to be in better spirits, so she didn't say much more.
"Okay, then I'll go to sleep first. Ginny, you should sleep early too. You can catch up on your diary in the morning. I see you writing your diary late into the night every day. It's okay to stay up late occasionally, but you've been like this for a month or two now, doing it every day. It's not good for your health." Seeing that Ginny's reaction was finally more normal, her roommate spoke more, letting out the words that had been bottled up inside.
"Goodnight then?"
"Mm, goodnight."
After saying goodnight, Ginny's expression fell.
In her memory, she hadn't been writing in her diary every day at all!
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