Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts.

Chapter 29? ? ? I've become a Celestial Dragon again?

Professor McGonagall's teaching style is very smooth; she makes knowledge feel like a long, wet bar of soap, drilling into your head, and even the dumbest wizard will unconsciously listen.

However, whether one can understand and apply what they hear is beyond Professor McGonagall's control.

Fortunately, Kane's little brain was still quite sharp. From the moment Professor McGonagall started lecturing, he had been diligently absorbing and understanding the knowledge, and even his sanity had improved somewhat.

By the time get out of class ended, all the other young wizards had already left, but Kane remained in the classroom.

Harry and Ron immediately understood his familiar starting gesture and leisurely went to wait for him in the corridor outside the classroom. They weren't worried about missing dinner; they could just pick up some trash at Hogwarts and have Kane make meatballs for them with a cauldron.

Hermione saw that Kane was clearly staying in the classroom to get extra help from Professor McGonagall. Someone more talented and from a better family than her was working harder than her, so she naturally couldn't slack off in the slightest.

But...would Professor McGonagall agree to give a Muggle-blooded wizard special tutoring?

Despite her unusual willingness to ask questions, Hermione decided to leave the classroom and wait for Professor McGonagall.

After all, Professor McGonagall is the Head of Gryffindor, and I am a student of Gryffindor. Shouldn't we have some connection?

Professor McGonagall saw Kane alone in the classroom, looking at her with eager eyes, but probably still thinking about his opening remarks, so she decided to ask the question for him herself.

"Is there anything you don't understand that you want to ask me?"

"Yes, Professor!" Kane immediately pulled out the detailed explanation of summoning spells that Professor Flitwick had recommended to him from his pocket: "Professor McGonagall, I want to learn summoning spells, but my foundation isn't very good."

Professor McGonagall sat down next to Kane and casually flipped through the book: "Hmm, it's obviously a forbidden book zone permit that Philius gave you. It's a relatively safe spell. Although it can summon some dangerous creatures, considering your magic power as a young wizard, it's still within the safe threshold."

"I think what you don't understand is the many unexplained prerequisites in this book, right?"

Kane nodded frantically.

"Two options. First, I'll work overtime here to explain all the prerequisite knowledge you don't understand, and then you'll be able to understand this book. Second, I'll give you a reading list, and you can read all those books. Once you've thoroughly understood them, learning this summoning spell will be much more efficient."

Professor McGonagall said she was also curious about these two options. Why did Kane want to learn this spell? If it was just to show off in front of others as quickly as possible, like in the foyer, then she would explain it to him.

While it won't make any significant progress in magic, it can certainly inspire a lot of young wizards to idolize it, and it's understandable that young wizards might want to show off a little.

However, if it's for self-improvement, then this overtime work needs to be taken seriously. Regardless of the speed, it's essential to build a solid foundation for him. Cramming and cramming should definitely be avoided. It's best to give him a reading list and let him understand the meaning himself, and then give him some pointers at the end.

Now it's up to Mr. Kane to choose.

The good news is that Mr. Kane doesn't seem to be trying to brag to his friends; he genuinely intends to improve himself.

"I'll choose the books, Professor."

Professor McGonagall smiled, picked up a piece of parchment from the table, and wrote three book titles on it: "These are basic books. Just read them in the order you feel like. If you don't understand anything..."

Just as Professor McGonagall was about to continue speaking, a small, silvery-white phoenix suddenly flew in through the window.

"Minerva, could you please come to my office? It's very important."

"Mr. Heath, as you heard, I have to go. Anyway, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me. I'll answer your questions if I have time."

After saying that, Professor McGonagall hurriedly left the classroom. Hermione, who was waiting outside the classroom to catch Professor McGonagall's spawn point, saw Professor McGonagall come out and subconsciously waved.

Professor McGonagall then walked straight toward the stairwell as if she hadn't seen her at all.

"Harry, Ron, we should go eat now. Hmm? Hermione? What are you doing here?" Kane came out with a book list, about to greet Harry and Ron, when he saw Hermione looking like she was about to collapse, and asked curiously.

Hermione took a deep breath. Kane was a good man, so she didn't intend to hold a grudge against him. Instead, she took a great deal of effort to calm herself down before asking, "What did you want with Professor McGonagall just now? Would you mind telling me?"

"Oh, some questions about Transfiguration. Professor McGonagall recommended three books to me." Kane waved the parchment in his hand.

"Would you mind sharing with me?" Hermione said quickly. Back in the Muggle world, she was a proper middle-class person from old London, England, and she would never stoop to using other people's educational resources.

But now that I've arrived in the magical world, I'm practically the most important Dalit among Hogwarts. How can I improve if I don't take advantage of the Celestial Dragons' educational resources?

Fortunately, Kane, being a "Celestial Dragon," was surprisingly generous and simply handed the parchment to Hermione: "Make a copy."

Hermione was pleasantly surprised that Kane was so easy to talk to. She quickly took out paper and pen from her pocket and started copying the book list while leaning against the wall.

Kane, who had a moment to himself, noticed Harry and Ron playing a game of wizard chess not far away. Now that they were almost done, they gathered up their pieces and came over to urge him, "We need to hurry to the Great Hall, or there won't be any food left."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Kane took the parchment from Hermione and headed to the Great Hall.

Seeing this, Hermione felt it was worthwhile to lend a hand to such a generous Celestial Dragon: "I'll go to the library now, do you need me to bring the book back for you?"

Kane was immediately overjoyed upon hearing this: "Thank you so much! Do you need me to bring you lunch?"

Hermione was about to nod, but then thought better of it: "I'm not hungry."

"Thank you anyway, Hermione!" Kane said, and he and Harlow ran toward the Great Hall.

Seeing this, Hermione also headed straight for the library. As for whether she was hungry or not, of course she was.

But why didn't she let Kane and the others bring him food? To be honest, she didn't know herself. Perhaps it would give people the impression that she was repaying Kane, a "Celestial Dragon," for sharing his book list with her.

Even going hungry to fetch books for Kane from the library, giving off the impression of being a lackey... she didn't like it.

"I never cared about this kind of thing before," Hermione suddenly muttered as she walked through the library.