Wands and Warframes

Accident

Accident

Over the next couple of months Hermione felt herself withdrawing more and more, as it became apparent that magical school was just like normal school. Except the bullies didn't have to get close to you in order to hurt you. Just like in normal school, the only people she really got on with were adults, well in Harry's case almost an adult. She was sure that Neville would be friendly, but he had his own problems as it became increasingly clear that he struggled with even the most basic spells. She'd already cried out an afternoon or two in the girls bathroom on the second floor.

She also knew that there was something odd with that white hemisphere that he brought out in every class, it was some sort of recording device at a minimum. She remembers Charms when 5 minutes into the class.

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Professor Flitwick hops down from his book podium and walks over to Harry, "Mr Potter. Are you having trouble?"

Harry shakes his head and points to the Hemisphere, "No, this hear now. I hear later when can take time."

"I see, such an ingenious device. Let me know if you don't understand something I said."

"I will."

"Ok everyone, take out your wands and hold them up in front of your face... Now say Lumos, that Lu-mos."

One by one wands lit up with a variety of colours, eventually even Neville got a faint glow.

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He even managed to become renowned in the lower years because he did something obvious.

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Snape swishes to his desk, "Well it's apparent that being a celebrity isn't everything. Instructions are on the board."

Hermione busily starts copying down the instructions so that she has them ready to use later while the other children all rush for the ingredients cupboard. Suddenly Professor Snapes voice rings out, "Yes Mr Potter."

"What chop?"

A couple of the Slytherins snigger, "What do you mean Mr Potter?"

"What see when chop."

"Ah, good question. Come up here."

Harry goes up to the front and Hermione cranes her head to look, Professor Snape promptly pulls out some herbs and vegetables and demonstrates how to chop, and what rough, unspecified, and fine look like. By the time he's finished almost the entire class is watching. Then Harry looks at the board again and asks, "What grind look like?"

She's willing to swear that the professor mutters, "At least one of you isn't a dunderhead."

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Then the whispers and taunts begin.

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Parvati sighs, "I don't know how Harry stands it. She's such a bossy know it all. Always talking about getting our homework out the way, reading this and reading that."

Lavender nods, "I know, she's also sucking up to the teachers. Showing that she's already read the work and is trying to prove she's better than us. As if, it's not like she grew up with magic."

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Draco spits at her feet, "Well mudblood, how does it feel knowing that you need to do twice the work just to be half as good as the rest of us? That even with all your studying you'll never understand magic as well as we do, and you'll never amount to anything."