After Principal Dumbledore introduced himself, Lockhart stood up to give a self-introduction. The focus of his introduction was on his personal achievements, how popular he was, and how charming his smile was. Lin Yue looked at Lockhart, who was showing a confident smile at the teacher's table and felt no stirring in her heart. Everyone has different tastes, so she didn't find Lockhart's smile attractive; on the contrary, she thought it was quite ugly.

However, when facing a professor, Lin Yue knew that her thoughts were completely unnecessary; she just needed to listen to the professor and study hard. When Lockhart finally finished his long, narcissistic speech, the great hall erupted in enthusiastic applause. Many young witches who were captivated by him were clapping vigorously.

Only in Ravenclaw House did no one applaud for him. Earlier, a first-year wizard from a Muggle background, who didn't understand the situation, wanted to clap for him. However, the older students nearby stopped him and explained the fact that Lockhart was a fraud, as well as his disgraceful past during his school days.

The young wizards who initially wanted to applaud instantly lost their enthusiasm; they decided it was better to avoid such a professor. As for Lin Yue... before she could even raise her hand, Qiu Zhang and Marietta, who had anticipated this, quickly held her hand down. They were worried that if Lin Yue clapped now, she would feel disgusted later when she returned to normal and remembered that she had applauded today.

Seeing that no one from his own house, Ravenclaw welcomed him, he felt disheartened.

Lockhart's expression stiffened slightly, but he quickly adjusted and smiled at the little wizards who were applauding him before returning to his seat at the teacher's table. As soon as his bottom touched the chair, Professor Dumbledore announced the end of the banquet, and both professors and students could leave. Lockhart, who had just sat down, had to stand up again. It would be hard to say that Dumbledore had no intention of doing this... that was indeed unlikely.

Lin Yue stood up, expressionless, and followed her seniors Qiu Zhang and Marietta towards the Ravenclaw tower. As she walked, she replayed in her mind the faces of everyone she had just seen in the great hall.

Aside from the graduating seventh-year students, there were no students missing from the great hall. Why was that? Lin Yue's mind stalled for a moment; she couldn't deduce the reason.

Logically, students ranked in the bottom third should have been eliminated. But now, not a single student has been eliminated. Was there a problem with the execution personnel, or was it something else...

Before Lin Yue could think of a specific reason, another thought suddenly popped into her mind. Had she felt it before? This school was different from her previous one.

So, the difference was... Hogwarts does not eliminate students?

Lin Yue derived the result as best as she could, but immediately afterward, a wave of intense pain surged through her brain. This was completely contrary to her basic understanding; in her basic understanding, students ranked in the bottom third should be eliminated by the school. Schools around the world operated this way, but wasn't she no longer in her original world?

A thought suddenly surged up from the depths of Lin Yue's mind: the schools in the two worlds could indeed be different. The pain gradually faded, and after returning to her dormitory and sitting down at her desk, she stopped thinking about this issue.

Even if the schools in the two worlds were different, so what? The school in this world didn't eliminate students, so what did it matter? As a student, her primary responsibility was still to study. Lin Yue thought this to herself and opened her textbook on Defense Against Dark Magic, diligently "reviewing" it again. She had her first Defense Against Dark Magic class tomorrow, so she should take another look at the textbook.

Qiu Zhang and Marietta exchanged a glance, both shaking their heads in resignation. However, they ultimately did not stop Lin Yue; after all, she was just previewing the material. Now Lin Yue was also proactively going to bed early, so it should be fine, right...

Thinking this, the two senior students took turns showering and then used a spell to dry their hair before going straight to bed. Normally, they wouldn't do this, as using a spell to dry hair can be somewhat damaging to its quality. After all, who doesn't care about their hair?

But today was different; they were really a bit tired, so they simply used the spell to dry their hair and went to sleep.

On the other hand, Lin Yue was still seriously reading Lockhart's book. Her brain was providing a detailed analysis of the stories within. Most of it was credible and could be referenced, but there was also a portion that was purely for the effect of the book and should not be learned.

However, Lin Yue completely believed in the spells in the book. It stated that they would not go wrong, and this principle was listed alongside the school, teachers, and parents as four guidelines that would not fail.

Lin Yue completely agrees with this and has been putting it into action. Therefore, when trying out the magic described in Lockhart's book, Lin Yue approached each spell with utmost seriousness and effort. Unfortunately, despite this, she was unable to cast nearly half of the spells mentioned in Lockhart's book, and her incantations had no effect at all. There wasn't even a slight fluctuation in her magical power. As for the other half, the results she achieved were either vastly different from what was described in Lockhart's book or completely unrelated. Even her current practice is the same; she puts away her wand.

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Lin Yue glanced at the time; there were seven minutes until midnight, and it was almost her bedtime.

Thinking of this, Lin Yue quickly changed out of her wizard robe, grabbed some clean clothes, and hurried into the bathroom.

As she swiftly washed her body, Lin Yue muttered to herself in a low voice, scolding and belittling herself.

"I can't even learn a spell; I'm really stupid."

"It's clearly written in the book, yet I still can't do it. I must have a pig's brain."

"Why can everyone else do it, but I can't? Maybe it's because I don't have a brain like everyone else."

During the five minutes she spent in the shower, Lin Yue's mouth didn't stop moving. She had a lot of related phrases in her memory; initially, these were words her parents used to scold her. Later, when they realized that Lin Yue could remember these words, they simply stopped scolding her themselves and let her write them down. Whenever Lin Yue "needed" to be scolded, they would have her do it in front of them. So now, Lin Yue was quite adept at this task.

Hermione had previously said that she couldn't punish herself anymore for studying. However, while punishment could be avoided, being scolded was unavoidable.

By the time Lin Yue finished her shower, there were only two minutes left until midnight. She quickly dried her hair with a towel. Then she lay down on the bed, and the pillow was instantly soaked. Lin Yue fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

On the other bed, Qiu Zhang and Marietta, who had not yet fallen asleep, carefully got out of bed. They had lived with Lin Yue for a year and knew that she could fall asleep in seconds. Originally, they had planned to dry her hair after she finished her shower.

Who would have thought that before they could even get out of bed, Lin Yue had already lain down and fallen asleep? There was no way they could let Lin Yue sleep with wet hair; her head would hurt so much tomorrow. So, the two seniors had no choice but to get out of bed barefoot and quietly walk to Lin Yue's bedside.

One of them helped her sit up while the other gently dried Lin Yue's hair. Fortunately, Lin Yue fell into a deep sleep as soon as she was asleep, so she was not disturbed by Qiu Zhang and Marietta's actions at all.

After the two seniors placed Lin Yue back on the bed, changed her pillow for a new one, and tucked her in with a blanket, they returned to their own beds.

After sleeping for an hour, Lin Yue suddenly opened her eyes, finding her hair and pillow dry. The previously wet pillow was now placed aside, and Lin Yue instantly realized that it was Senior Qiu Zhang and Senior Marietta who had helped her dry her hair and change her pillow.

Did I trouble others again? This thought flashed through Lin Yue's mind. She then closed her eyes again and returned to sleep; she needed to get a full six hours of rest.

After sleeping for six hours, Lin Yue opened her eyes at six in the morning. She quickly got out of bed, washed up, and grabbed her backpack before heading out of the dormitory towards the great hall.

When she arrived at the great hall, it was just like last semester; since it was too early, there was no food available yet. Sitting at the Ravenclaw long table, she flipped through her book until breakfast appeared on the table. Only then did Lin Yue put away her book and leisurely started eating her breakfast.

Halfway through her breakfast, Hermione also walked into the great hall. She smiled and waved at Lin Yue, saying, "Lin Yue, good morning."

"Good morning, Hermione." Lin Yue swallowed the fried egg in her mouth, nodded expressionlessly, and then continued to lower her head to eat breakfast.

Hermione smiled and walked over to sit at the Gryffindor long table, also starting her breakfast. By the time Lin Yue finished her breakfast, the two senior students, Qiu Zhang and Marietta, finally "arrived late." Lin Yue stopped her steps towards the entrance of the Great Hall, looked at them steadily, her tone showing no fluctuation whatsoever.

"Thank you, Senior Qiu Zhang and Senior Marietta, for helping me dry my hair and change my pillow last night."

Qiu Zhang and Marietta both felt a bit embarrassed by her serious thank you. Qiu Zhang, with a slight blush on her face, raised her hand to pinch Lin Yue's cheek, saying, "You're welcome, hurry to the classroom."

"That's right," Marietta also forced a calm nod, "You don't have to be so polite with us, just go."

"Okay." Lin Yue nodded and quickly walked towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Upon entering the classroom, Lin Yue's gaze was immediately taken over by countless pictures of Gilderoy Lockhart, as almost every corner of the room was adorned with his photos. At that moment, she didn't know how many Lockharts were grinning at her, constantly trying to exude what they believed to be charm.

Lin Yue turned her head stiffly to look around, and after confirming that Professor Lockhart was not present, she sat back down in her seat. Acting as if she hadn't seen anything, she took out her Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook and read it carefully.

When the Ravenclaws came in later, they gradually sat down beside her, subtly surrounding her and making her the center of attention. However, the thoughtful Ravenclaws still left one empty seat next to Lin Yue. After all, they were having this class together with the Gryffindors.

After finishing breakfast, Hermione, Harry, and Ron walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Upon seeing Lin Yue surrounded by the Ravenclaws with only one empty seat next to her, Hermione immediately understood that the empty seat was meant for her. Without hesitation, Miss Granger left her two close friends and sat down in the empty seat next to Lin Yue.

Harry and Ron exchanged glances, both smiling and shaking their heads as they sat down among the Gryffindors.

As the class officially began, Lockhart walked out from the office in the classroom. He exaggeratedly opened his arms and spoke passionately to the little wizards in front of the podium.

"Welcome, welcome everyone to my class! Here, you will witness the mysteries of magic."

Scattered applause broke out, with only a few Gryffindor girls clapping for him. This time, Lin Yue was held back by Hermione, who firmly pressed down on her hands. How could such a smart and talented little witch like Lin Yue applaud that incompetent wizard Lockhart! Hermione was filled with this thought, which is why she held Lin Yue's hands tightly.

Seeing that not many people were applauding him, Lockhart endured the embarrassment and boasted a few more lines before handing out a test paper.

"Let me see how much you have grasped the content of the textbook."

Exams where an activity Lin Yue was extremely skilled at, and she took the paper with ease.

After Lin Yue finished writing her name, she began answering the questions. The questions on the paper were all mentioned in the book, with no innovation or material beyond the syllabus that an exam should have.

For her, it was completely effortless.

However, next to her, Hermione was frowning at the paper, her brows furrowing so much that they could almost squash a fly.

What on earth were these questions?

What is Lockhart's favorite color, Lockhart's secret ambition, Lockhart's most desired Christmas gift?!

Merlin, what does this have to do with Defense Against the Dark Arts!

Looking at this paper, Hermione felt like throwing her pen away and not writing a single word. Of course, she wanted to slap the paper right onto Lockhart's face.

But seeing Lin Yue writing furiously next to her, Hermione sighed and gave up on her thoughts.

Might as well write seriously... Otherwise, if Lin Yue gets a perfect score and she hands in a blank paper, just thinking about it gives her a very bad feeling.

The Ravenclaws next to them were having the same mental journey after seeing Lin Yue's intense writing.

Reluctantly, the Ravenclaws began to write, while on the other side, the Gryffindors, except for a few of Lockhart's fans, looked pained upon seeing the paper.

They didn't even want to give Lockhart a glance, tossing their quills aside and crossing their arms.

They just sat there waiting for Lockhart to collect the papers, since they were in class with the Ravenclaws anyway.

They were never going to score better than the little eagles, and with such a ridiculous paper, writing it would just be a waste of time.

So, when it came time to collect the papers ten minutes later, Lockhart was faced with a whole half-class of blank papers.