Change the world from Hogwarts

Instead of reading books or discussing study matters, Isobel and the others just casually talked about trivial matters in life.

But to be precise, she was the only one who spoke.

As if she had endless words to say, she kept chattering there, either complaining about Professor Quirrell's ridiculously slow progress, or complaining about the boredom of Professor Binns' class, and by the way, she was also complaining about the classmates in her own college.

For Isobel now, it seems that these things are the focus.

"Those guys are really interesting. I just didn't pack my things quickly in the Potions class before. They felt that I betrayed the group, so they planned to unite to isolate me. Some classmates who were in the same dormitory with me even treated me coldly.

Violence."

Connor and Hermione did not express any opinions on this.

Hermione looked like she was deep in thought, but Connor just listened to this purely as a story.

Isobel obviously has her own ideas. At this time, redundant comments are unnecessary.

Anyway, just listen.

Judging from her expression of casual evaluation like an outsider, you can tell that she must have handled these matters well.

"However, this kind of thing will soon become a thing of the past, and I will move out of the dormitory soon."

When talking about this, Connor found that Isobel's eyes were wandering on him intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was announcing something.

In an instant, Connor understood what Isobel meant.

But Hermione didn't quite understand. Originally she just wanted to listen, but at this time she couldn't help but ask:

"If I move out of the dormitory, where else can I live?"

"Of course it's the library."

She spoke.

"Students with excellent academic performance can apply to teachers for permission to use the library, where they can have their own small room and residence."

"Can this still happen?"

Hermione was stunned.

"Originally, these rooms are prepared for senior students who are about to graduate or take various important exams. However, if their performance is particularly outstanding, junior students can also apply... Oh, I am really exhausted."

She stretched out generously.

And that mocking emotion couldn't help but make Connor feel a little speechless.

In the past month, Isobel's performance can no longer be described in normal terms.

'Outstanding' cannot describe her achievements, and 'exhausted' cannot describe her state.

She shines in almost every class.

Not to mention the Charms class, Transfiguration class and Potions class, as boring as the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she also seized the opportunity to answer questions. Even Professor Binns's class was the same, as if there was no change in several lessons, and she could listen to it successfully.

He is the only student in the entire first-year group who can keep up with Professor Binns' slow pace.

"Then you seem to be working hard these days."

Connor couldn't help but speak.

"Just to apply for the library?"

"Of course."

She folded her hands on her chest, acting like a little adult.

"Didn't I tell you that I would find a way to solve the issue of approval?"

After the conversation, Hermione found that she seemed to be an outsider.

Everyone was obviously listening to these words, but she found that she couldn't keep up with the current rhythm at all.

A pair of big eyes kept turning between the two of them, and her eyes finally stopped on Connor:

Regardless of the awkwardness of the meeting, she just couldn't help but ask:

"You also know about this?"

"Well, I know."

Connor nodded in response.

Then, she looked at Isobel again.

"and you……"

There is no need to ask any more questions, it was Isobel who said this herself.

Speechlessly, Hermione's eyes just turned back and forth.

at last……

"Am I the last one to know about this? It feels like whether it's you or... him."

"Actually, some senior students also know that most of our classmates and students who are slightly older than us don't need these. I myself also learned about this news from Connor..."

Then, Isobel paused abruptly.

She suddenly discovered something important, but she failed to put it into action.

"Uh...have I not introduced you here yet?"

"..."

At the same time, Hermione's face showed a hint of uneasiness.

She said nothing, and Isobel seemed to regard this as a default attitude.

"Then it's not too late to get to know each other now."

She reached out generously and patted Connor on the shoulder.

"You should know this person, at least you should often hear his name in class... He is praised by all the teachers, and he even has a good relationship with the principal. He is a super good student who has certain privileges in the first three days of school."

Obviously this should be a serious introduction occasion, but Isobel obviously had no intention of making a good introduction, and those words that seemed to be flattering and flattering were full of yin and yang attitude.

In the end, Connor felt that he couldn't bear this.

"Can you please talk nicely?"

He said helplessly.

And Isobel just shrugged.

"In short, he is Connor McMahon, the future star of Hufflepuff."

After talking, Isobel obviously didn't take Connor's helplessness to heart, and her words were still full of teasing and ridicule.

"Ah... um."

Hermione was also a little embarrassed. She didn't seem to be a particularly joking person, and her whole response seemed like a robot.

"Then, this is Hermione Granger, a friend I met in class."

When introducing Hermione, Isobel didn't show so much fuss.

She just smiled and stretched out her arm to hug Hermione's shoulders.

"Yes, I know him."

Then, the enthusiastic smile on Isobel's face instantly dissipated, and strong doubts appeared in her red eyes.

"You know him?"

"We met in class too?"

"No, to be precise, we met before we entered school. We were friends at that time, right?"

Connor smiled and looked at Hermione.

"Isn't it? I still remember Miss Granger's confident face before she entered school, her eyes full of desire for knowledge, and her eagerness to prove herself with her academic performance."

"real?"

Isobel didn't care about those descriptions, she only cared about that one thing.

"Do you really know each other?"

She looked at Hermione.

"Is it true?"

"……real."

After hesitating for a moment, Hermione nodded.

"Then I haven't heard you say much about this, and it's been almost a month, and I haven't seen you guys meet or chat. It seems like you haven't seen each other very often."

But faced with Isobel's questions, Hermione was a little at a loss.

"I……"

Hermione showed an embarrassed attitude towards Isobel's seemingly random question.

Her eyes flickered, with mixed joy and helpless embarrassment in them.

But in the end, it was Connor who spoke:

"Whoever stipulated that friends must meet every day."