Hermione inquired, "Professor, what does this magic circuit do?"

Felix waved his wand and the chestnut wood piece floated up from her hand and flew into mid-air as the two looked at it as it moved.

"There is only one burst magical circuit on this chestnut wood piece, it is quite unstable, if I guide it slightly, like this ..." he snapped his fingers lightly.

"Bang!"

The chestnut wood piece exploded violently, accompanied by a strong burst of fire and a boom that startled Hermione.

Felix then demonstrated a few more magic circuits to Hermione, giving her the most basic understanding of an area of this professor's research.

"That's all for today, tomorrow I'll truly teach you about ancient magical texts."

Before they knew it, it was half-past nine.

Hermione returned to the common room to see Harry, dirty and tired, flopping across the table, fiddling with a chess piece as the "humiliated" knight kept jabbing Harry's finger with his miniature Lance that he held in his hand.

Ron was catching up on his Potion assignment, with three copies of the reference sheet laid out in front of him at the same time.

When he saw Hermione return, Harry couldn't help but ask, "How was your first day as an Ancient Magic Course assistant?"

Hermione broke into a smile, "It was fantastic!"

Ron got slightly curious about what her job entailed, "What did you do, did you grade papers?"

"Well, I'm only responsible for some fifth and seventh year papers, mind it, not many sixth and seventh year students choose Ancient Magical Texts, and they are from all four houses together."

Ron suddenly raised his eyebrows, "If I were you, I'd be sure to nick Slytherin's paper points harshly."

Hermione's face instantly turned serious, "Ron, I have to take responsibility and accountability for my duties."

Ron slumped on the table like a deflated ball.

"Harry, what about you? How's your Quidditch training going?" Hermione inquired.

"Same as ever, especially with Fred and George scouting information from Slytherin and Nimbus 2001 being so fast you can't see their faces." Harry looked pessimistic.

There was nothing Hermione could do about it, the whole school had little faith in the first match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. The Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff Houses were more interested in this match to see the power of Nimbus 2001 in action, so they could provide targeted training.

The team's morale was not high either, and Wood sneaked up to Harry and said, "Our brooms are no match for Slytherin's, but if you're fast enough to catch the golden snitch early ..."

This made the pressure on Harry even greater.

...

On Sunday evening, Hermione once again went to the office of the Professor of Ancient Magical Texts.

From a distance, she caught a glimpse of Malfoy's figure coming out of the office and Hermione hastily hid behind a pillar where she saw Professor Hap talking to Malfoy, who nodded his head repeatedly.

She instantly had mixed feelings.

Inside the office, Hermione sat quietly on the sofa and watched as Felix waved his wand and piled a dozen parchments on the table into the corner.

Could it be Malfoy's papers?

Hermione's head swirled with all sorts of thoughts, and she tempted to ask Professor Hap why Malfoy was here, but she wisely kept her mouth shut.

As yesterday, Felix sat on the other side of the small low table, and in front of him lay about ten pieces of chestnut wood, each with a magical text inscribed on it.

"Today we will formally study the ancient magical texts in practical form." He underlined the word "practical".

"These ten magical texts have different symbolic meanings, for example, this one," he pointed to the first piece of chestnut wood, "represents the meaning of connection, which can be specifically expanded to connect other magical texts such as liquid form and flow, or general concepts of relative categories such as burst and stability. ..."

"In practical application, I have found that its form can be morphed in seven ways, each applicable to ..."

After an hour of continuous lecturing, Felix's mouth went dry.

"Next, let's have a practical exercise."

Seeing Hermione pull out her own wand, Felix smiled, "We don't need a wand for our exercises."

"I had talked to Professor McGonagall and there is a special teaching technique I have."

Hermione looked a little confused, while Felix had leaned over and tapped his wand lightly against the young witch's head while whispering an incantation under his breath.

She suddenly felt her vision drift off, the furnishings in her office shaking and distorting like water, the colours blending together in a way that made her feel as if she were in an abstract painting.

Soon, however, the distorted environment recovered at once.

She discovered, to her surprise, that she and the professor were still sitting on the same sofa, but with the small low table between them as the dividing line, the whole room was divided in two, and the half of the room where the professor belonged was piled high with books of all colours, thousands of them.

The books were divided into a dozen stacks that seemed to represent different categories.

But the most eye-catching thing of all was the ancient magic texts dancing across the books, which were of various colours, bright red, emerald green, cypress green, and metallic lustre...

Hundreds of ancient magical texts scurried around half the room like a little pixie.

Hermione couldn't help but stand up, and she glanced at Professor Hap, who gave her a slight wave to indicate that she could visit at her leisure.

The little witch crossed the invisible barrier and an ancient magical text flew to her, Hermione couldn't help but hold the little one up and let it bounce around in her hand.

It wasn't until the little one hopped away that she moved away somewhat reluctantly to view the book. She made her way through the pile of books, browsing through them as she went, while quickly scanning their names -

An Exploration of the History of Ancient Magical Texts, An Exploration through Ancient Magical Texts, An Exploration of Ancient Alchemy, Principles of Magical Spells, Explanation of High-Level Magical Spells, Selected Transfigurations, The Book of Dueling, The Art of Dueling, Ravenclaw's Manuscripts (Volume 1), The Illustrated Book of Dangerous Magical Creatures, Magical Abilities, Ancient Magical Texts Advanced, The Enchantment in Alchemy... ...

There were so many, and all so big, that Hermione even saw a two-foot-tall book that was half a foot thick.

Even as a studious child, she couldn't help but feel ashamed of herself, and she secretly resolved to read this many books in the future ...

She stepped over a high stack of books, avoiding the dark green curtains that fluttered without a breeze, and before her was a surprising pile of muggle books: Thinking Experiments, Secrets of the Human Brain, Analysis of Mind, A Selection of World Jokes ...

She even found a full set of the Encyclopedia Britannica, a childhood favourite of hers!

Aside from these more normal ones, there were seven or eight books stacked scattered in one corner of the room, constantly emitting a dark aura in all directions, and if one stared closely enough at them, one could faintly hear the wail of a little Wizard.

This, couldn't be a book about black magic, right? The young witch gaped a little as she stole a glance over her shoulder at the professor.