Chapter 486 Ollivander’s Favorable Treatment

"By the way, congratulations to you." Roger's mouth curled up a warm smile, and he gently placed the letter on Hermione's lap, "Miss Hermione Granger, you are now the fifth-year prefect of Gryffindor."

"Prefect!" Hermione's voice was full of surprise, and she eagerly picked up her letter.

Looking at the content, tears flashed in her bright eyes, and she whispered the new title softly, as if confirming a distant dream.

Since leaving the Muggle world and entering Hogwarts School, Hermione rarely felt the warmth from the magic world. She naively thought that as long as she studied hard, achieved excellent results, and won the praise of professors, she would be liked by everyone.

However, the reality was cruelly contrary to what she thought. Hermione's outstanding performance highlighted the stubbornness of those pure-blood wizards in Gryffindor. She was like a mirror, reflecting those playful, lazy, and mischievous guys one by one.

Hermione naturally understood the irony behind the nickname "Miss Know-It-All", but she had nothing else to show her value except her love for magic and books.

If it weren't for the Jackdaw Magic Society organized by Roger, she even doubted whether she could make friends in Hogwarts.

Now, Hogwarts has given her the honor of prefect and the power to supervise her classmates. She can assist the school and professors and maintain order. She is no longer an alien or a freak in the eyes of others. She is a prefect!

Hermione held the letter tightly and kept savoring every word on it. She leaned on Roger's chest, tears sliding down involuntarily, tears of joy and release.

Her emotions gradually calmed down from the surprise, and then she raised her head, with curiosity and expectation in her eyes, and asked: "What about you?"

"Ah..." Roger seemed a little embarrassed, hurriedly hid his letter in his robe, and responded vaguely: "Slytherin's affairs, you Gryffindors should not ask."

"Let me see!" Hermione pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, and tried to grab it toughly. Roger had no choice but to tell the truth.

"What!" Hermione screamed in disbelief. She stared at Roger with a look of shock and confusion, "You refused? Why?"

"Rog, the shadow prefect is a shadow, not a real prefect. How can you..." Hermione's tone was full of confusion.

Rog gently stroked Hermione's hair and explained in a soft voice: "Being a prefect is not the most important thing for me. You don't have to question yourself because of my choice and give it up."

He pointed to the letter in Hermione's hand and warned half-jokingly: "Although my Miss Granger is already a small rich woman, I believe you must want to find a meaningful job after graduation and contribute to the wizarding world, right?"

Hermione's cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded gently. Indeed, through the sales network of the Jackdaw Magic Society, she, like other members, earned a lot of Galleons through inventions and creations.

But in Hermione's heart, she has more ambitious life goals and ambitions, and she will never allow herself to waste time after graduation.

"Prefect, Student Union President, these can add luster to your resume. After graduation, you won't be like ordinary wizards who can't even find a job." Roger smiled warmly, hugged her in his arms, and imagined: "You have such good grades, whether it is OWLs or NEWTs, you can get it."

"When the time comes, you will definitely be trained by the Ministry of Magic. Maybe you can even become a minister."

"Minister..." Hermione repeated this word, and her eyes were shining. Thinking of the heroic figure of Minister Amelia now, her whole body trembled with excitement, "But, but I am..."

"What?" Roger interrupted her, gently twisted her nose, and said firmly, "A Muggle-born wizard, right?"

Hermione hummed softly and lowered her head weakly. She was familiar with the history of magic and knew that no Muggle-born wizard had become a minister in history. She doubted whether she could achieve this feat in her heart, but she was full of desire for challenges.

But Roger knew that in the original timeline, Hermione Granger eventually became the Minister of Magic. As a wizard from a Muggle family, Hermione's future depends not only on her personal efforts, but also on the support she receives.

For example, the wizards who opposed pure-blood supremacism and helped Harry Potter eliminate Voldemort paved the way for Hermione.

But now, with Roger's unremitting efforts, the Gryffindor trio has been dismantled by himself. Although Hermione is in Gryffindor, her heart and soul are with him.

If the Travis family helps, Hermione's path to becoming a minister will be smoother. She can serve as a bridge to connect pure-blood, half-blood and Muggle-born wizards and achieve an unprecedented balance.

"Are you scared?" Roger buried his head in Hermione's hair and teased her with provocation, "I didn't expect Miss Granger to be afraid sometimes, which is not in line with the courage of Gryffindor wizards."

"I..." Hermione hesitated for a moment, but soon, her eyes became firm. She straightened her back and answered boldly: "I'm not afraid at all! Isn't it just the Minister? I can definitely do it!"

"Then, I congratulate you in advance, Ms. Minister!" Roger smiled and moved around, playing a role-playing game with Hermione.

She still had doubts about Roger's refusal to be a prefect, but with Roger's comfort and company, she finally accepted this fact reluctantly.

Hermione held the letter tightly, and she had already begun to plan her duties as a prefect. As long as school starts... no, as long as she gets on the Hogwarts train, she can start to exercise the power of a prefect.

Hermione carefully put away the letter from Hogwarts, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. Obviously, she has thought of a way to control those naughty ghosts in Gryffindor through the power of a prefect.

"First, we have to deal with George and Fred," she muttered in her heart, her fists unconsciously clenched, "They always set up prank props in the corridors and common rooms..."

She was determined to lead Gryffindor to defeat Slytherin in the new school year! What she lost in bed, she earned back in school!

The storm stirred up by Voldemort in the outside world had no effect on the tranquility of Travis Manor. Roger even had time to find Daphne to discuss the automated production of light and shadow powder.

At the same time, Ariana is also preparing to walk through the backyard of Old Tom's Tavern to Diagon Alley like other first-year students to buy new clothes, books, and the most important wand needed for the start of school.

"Grapevine wood, dragon heartstring, 14 inches." Ollivander said enthusiastically about Hermione's wand. He can clearly recall the details of each wand, and can even gain insight into the character and potential of each wizard through the material and size of the wand.

"Oh, Rogge, long time no see." With a smile in his eyes, he rarely called out Rogge's name first, "If I remember correctly, you are already in fifth grade now. Could it be that your wand... …”

Ollivander thought their wands might be damaged, so he turned around to find a new wand box.

"Mr. Ollivander, it's not us." Rogge stepped aside to let Ariana behind. From any angle, she didn't look like a new student.

"So, you are fifteen years old." Ollivander took off his glasses and scratched his hair in confusion, "Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. Nowadays, very few wizards complete their magic education at home. However, the notice..."

"Okay, let's give it a try." He simply took out the measuring tape and carefully recorded Ariana's body data like a tailor.

Ariana's eyes sparkled with excitement, she couldn't wait to get her own wand.

As the tape measure returned to Ollivander's hand, his face became serious and he muttered, "What a picky little guy." Then he smiled and took out a gray-white tape measure from the dusty bottom shelf. Box.

"White birch, phoenix tail feathers, fourteen inches."

Ariana gently picked up the wand, and almost as soon as it touched her fingertips, a stream of dazzling sparks erupted from the wand. Even Roger and Hermione who were watching could feel the tacit understanding between the wand and Ariana.

Ollivander was noncommittal and took out a second wand: "Apple wood, phoenix tail feathers, twelve inches."

Likewise, this wand is a perfect fit for Ariana.

"Sure enough." Ollivander nodded slightly, his tone becoming solemn, "If I guess correctly, any wand with a phoenix tail feather as its core will be a perfect match for you."

"I have run this wand shop for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen this happen." He paused, seeming to think deeply about the reasons behind this.

Rogge added softly: "Ariana's last name is Dumbledore."

"What?" Ollivander exclaimed. He ran to Ariana again and looked at her carefully, "Dumbledore...that makes sense. That's right, right!"

Ariana asked, confused, "Mr. Ollivander, does this have anything to do with my last name?" She was curious about the connection between her last name and her choice of wand.

"Of course." Ollivander lowered his voice and explained mysteriously: "The phoenix tail feathers all come from Fawkes, the phoenix of your headmaster."

"It has a special relationship with the Dumbledore family. Although Albus has always opposed the pure-blood concept, how can I say it..." At this point, Ollivander had to stop talking, "Well, anyway, that's the situation. However, in all these years, I haven't heard of the Dumbledore family..."

He paused, as if thinking of Aberforth Dumbledore, but in the end he didn't continue. He looked at Ariana carefully, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance in his mind.

Olivander's attitude towards the little girl was very good, and he even took the trouble to find all the wands containing phoenix tail feathers. And promised that he could let Ariana choose the material and length of the wand herself and customize one for her.

"Sir, why don't we have this treatment?" Roger asked curiously, "Didn't you say that the wand chooses the wizard?"

"This...how can this be the same?" Ollivander explained awkwardly, using reasons such as why the phoenix is ​​different and that the previous wands may not be perfect.

Roger smiled helplessly, thinking to himself that the name Dumbledore can really bring treatment that others can't enjoy.

Ariana finally chose hornbeam, phoenix tail feathers, and twelve inches. This combination represents uniqueness, purity and enthusiasm. A wizard with such a wand is destined to have extraordinary talent.

She couldn't put it down and stroked it, whispering to it, as if it could understand every word she said. As soon as she returned to Travis Manor, Ariana couldn't wait to try to cast the spells in the textbook.

"So fast... so fast." Hermione looked at Ariana in surprise, her eyes wide open, her tone full of shock, "Ariana has mastered the Transfiguration Spell, Rogge, she is completely self-taught."

"Except for potions and herbology, she may be able to master the first-year learning content before school starts. Is this talent?" Hermione felt a little frustrated.

She seemed to see the shadow of Rogge in Ariana - she also had extraordinary learning ability, and most subjects could be mastered by textbooks without the guidance of professors.

Hermione suspected more than once that Ariana had learned magic before. Otherwise, it can only be explained by talent.

"She has an Obscurus in her body." Rogge said softly, his tone became heavy: "It is a kind of magic full of hatred. Once released, it can destroy the entire city. Perhaps it is because of it that Ariana can master magic quickly."

Hermione sighed, her eyes full of sympathy and worry for Ariana. Although she was by her side and could appease the Obscurus. However, the monster in her body would make trouble several times a month.

After the start of school, Ariana will face tremendous academic pressure. She needs to complete five academic years of courses within a year and be ready to take the OWLs exam next year. This task is arduous for any student, let alone Ariana who has no foundation.

Thinking of this, Hermione's frustration quickly disappeared. She immediately walked over and began to guide Ariana in the details of the spell, hoping to help her better master magic and prepare for the upcoming academic challenges.

Even before school started, Hermione helped her complete the refining of the boil treatment potion. In this way, Ariana would not be targeted by Snape in the potion class.

Hermione was ready to drop out if she had to take classes with first-year students and accept Snape's ridicule and sarcasm.

For most students at Hogwarts, the fifth year is a hurdle that must be overcome. They must get OWLs certificates in order to make a living after graduation.

However, many Slytherins do not have such concerns. Rather than looking for jobs, they provide jobs. As heirs of the family, all they need to do is complete their studies successfully.

"What, you want to leave the Jackdaw Magic Society?!"

In the train compartment, Draco glared at Neville. He put his badge on the table and did not dare to look Roger in the eye.