With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

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As he spoke, he looked at Hermione: "Hermione, this is my senior, Cirira Rayanren. You must know her from Quidditch matches. She is not only my Quidditch partner, but also my best friend in Ravenclaw. She has always taken good care of me."

After saying that, he looked at Ciri.

Under his gentle gaze, Ciri shrugged helplessly and waved to Hermione: "Hi, I'm Ciri Rayanren. You can call me by my name, or just call me Ciri."

Many.

This time, Hermione obediently replied, "Hello, Senior Ciri, just call me Hermione."

Faced with Levin's enthusiastic introduction, both of them chose to go along with him.

The thought that their actions would cause such sadness on that pretty face made them feel sad too.

"Isn't this great?"

Levin clapped his hands happily.

"Both of you are important friends and dearest family to me at Hogwarts. It is your presence that makes my school life so colorful. If you two have a conflict, I will be so worried that I won't be able to continue studying."

"So, you two, don't make me worry, okay?"

Both Hermione and She-Ra blushed and their hearts raced after being showered with praise by Levin, who called them "important friends," "beloved family and friends," and "colorful and diverse."

Then they heard him say he was worried, and the two of them immediately and hurriedly assured him.

"Don't worry, Levin, I won't argue with my senior anymore."

"I know, I'm not that kind of willful girl."

After saying that, the two pretended to chat for a couple more minutes, laughing together, before finally parting ways.

About five minutes later, after confirming that neither of them had returned, roommate Steve and teammate Roger cautiously returned to their seats.

As soon as he sat down, Steve said with lingering fear, "That scene was really scary, Levin. I almost thought they were going to start fighting right there and then."

"Of course they won't make a move."

Levin calmly poured himself another glass of milk.

"You're right, after all, you're there..."

Before Steve could finish speaking, Levin continued, "Hermione has already learned basic dueling magic. She'll probably just use the Disarming Charm, since it's the fastest spell to cast... As for Cirella, she does like to fight, but before she uses her fists, she'll probably prepare something like Burning Hand or Electric Claw."

Hearing this, Steve became even more frightened: "So, they might really start fighting?"

"With me here, they won't fight. They won't lay a hand on me," Levin said calmly, taking a sip of milk.

"Then...then you're not here?" Roger suddenly asked in a low voice.

"I'm not here anymore, so why are they fighting?" Levin glanced at him as if he had asked a stupid question.

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"Ah...this?"

It took him a lot of effort to finally understand Levin's logic.

"So...you know they were arguing because of you?"

“What a joke!” Levin put down his cup and sneered. “If I didn’t know this, I wouldn’t have been able to get them to argue because of me.”

"So you know everything."

Roger's voice became even softer.

"No wonder what you said to them just now sounded like something a green tea would say."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you still don't understand."

Levin shook his finger, giving his roommate a hint.

What's wrong with tea and snacks for a charismatic character like me?

If I don't offer a cup of tea, all my charm will be wasted.

"Some things, don't worry about whether they're 'green tea' or not, just tell me if they're useful or not."

"It's useful, of course it's useful."

After hearing this explanation, the two suddenly realized what was going on.

Suddenly, Roger grabbed Levin's sleeve and said enthusiastically, "To be honest, I'm having a tough time. You made two such good friends in first grade, while I'm almost in fourth grade and don't have a single close female friend."

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"Since you have such great skills, why not share them with everyone? I don't expect to make two good friends like you, one is fine too."

"Me too!" Steve chimed in, joining in the fun.

Although he didn't think having a few more female friends was anything special as a first-grader, he figured it was the right thing to do to follow the lead of the experts.

"Want to learn the techniques? It's very simple."

Levin pushed the cup away, and Roger immediately fawned over him and refilled it with milk.

"First of all, you need to have a special skill. Without a core strength, it is difficult to attract the opposite sex."

"Mmm!" Roger nodded repeatedly. Indeed, it's no wonder that so many senior girls covet Levin, an outstanding student who excels in all aspects of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor.

“Secondly, you need to know how to talk,” Levin said, taking a sip of milk. “Women are prone to emotional outbursts, so it’s essential to maintain a good mood through certain conversational skills, especially when dealing with multiple women. You might think this is a tactic, or that it’s manipulative, but I call it efficiency.”

“Levin is right!” Roger continued to nod, the scene where he had just made the two women’s dispute disappear without a trace was the best example.

"Last and most important."

"Once you grasp this key point, it doesn't matter if you haven't completed the other two points."

Levin paused, his serious demeanor drawing the attention of Roger, Steve, and the other nearby boys who had gathered around.

Levin looked around before speaking slowly.

"That would be a face as handsome as mine. As long as that's the case, no matter what you do, they'll forgive you."

"cut!"

"hateful!"

"A pretentious face-obsessed person!"

Upon hearing this, the young male wizards attending the lecture scattered in all directions.

Do you hear what people say?

While we acknowledge that what you said makes a lot of sense and is consistent with the facts.

But this is not helpful for us.

If we were all as handsome as you, no, even half as handsome, we wouldn't have bothered coming here to listen to your lecture.

Watching the students leave, carefree and laughing, without any academic pressure,

Levin smiled and got up to leave the auditorium.

There are only a few days left until the end of the semester.

Chapter 81 First and Leaving School

Of the three companions who participated in the "Brave and Smart Challenge," Harry has been lying in the school infirmary, which Hermione has already seen.

Out of a sense of responsibility, Levin then went to see Ron.

Hermione led Levin to find him in the castle courtyard.

At this moment, Ron was beaming—much redder than his hair—surrounded by a group of young wizards, gesturing wildly and boasting.

"We've learned that someone harbors malicious intentions and plots to steal the magic stone the headmaster hid in the castle. Since the headmaster happens to be away from school, we certainly can't stand idly by in this emergency..."

"Actually, we thought about it and struggled for a long time. The dangers we were going to face are still scary to think about now!"

Levin was speechless for a moment: When you came to see me, you were very proactive!

"The first obstacle we'll face is the extremely dangerous Cerberus! You see, in Muggle mythology, it's the guardian of the gates of the underworld!"

Didn't I just tell you this myth last night?

"We fought a fierce battle to get past its guards, finally finding its weakness and defeating it! Thinking back now, I can almost smell that stench..."

Levin shook his head: You've made my story of using the [Illusionary Sound] so elaborate.

"The second challenge was the endless web of demons planted by Professor Sprout. Each one was thicker than my waist, coiling around you like countless pythons! My neck was almost snapped!"

Levin stared in disbelief: Are you sure you're not talking about ankles?

"The third challenge is Professor Flitwick's Flying Key. We have to find the right one among thousands of keys to open the door. We risked being riddled with holes by the keys, rushing through them and suffering countless injuries, but finally we found the one that would open the door."

Levin: I remember there weren't even a thousand keys, how come you multiplied it a hundredfold with just a few words?

He finally understood why so many people were staring at him this morning.

So it was you, you big mouth, spreading rumors here.

Ron was boasting about his achievements last night, exaggerating the four of them to be unparalleled, saying they punched Dumbledore and kicked Grindelwald, and that even Voldemort would call them "Master." He himself became incredibly arrogant.

Levin felt incredibly awkward after listening for only a short while, wishing he could immediately stand up and drag him away from the crowd.

But he couldn't do that.

As one of the people Ron boasted about, his mere presence would only make things more chaotic.

Finally, a hero fulfilled his wish.

"And another thing, our Weasley's genius brother passed Professor McGonagall's giant chessboard puzzle."

The Weasley twins pushed through the crowd, each taking one of Ron's arms.

"Ron, you've been talking all morning, haven't you? Do you even know where Harry is?"

Ron habitually turned his head to look at his side and found that the person sitting there was not Harry, but Lavender Brown, who was listening to Ron's boasting.

He then realized what was wrong this morning and immediately became anxious.

"I know you're in a hurry,"

"But don't rush,"

"Tell us right now, who was the last person Harry was with yesterday?"

The twins sing in harmony.