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On Monday morning, Daphne received the package she had been longing for.

Not one, but two.

Not only did her mother send her money, but her younger sister Astoria also secretly sent her the small stash of money she had saved after learning that she was short of money.

She also wrote in the letter that she didn't need to be frugal and that she had more money if she didn't have enough.

Daphne was so moved that she burst into tears.

Sure enough, her sister is the cutest sister in the world.

But why should she go through endless suffering?

When Daphne thought about Astoria's physical condition, she really cried, which scared several of her roommates.

"Greengrass, are you okay?" Millicent Birds asked cautiously.

"I'm fine. I just miss my sister."

Daphne wiped her tears and made an excuse for herself, "You guys go first, I want to be alone for a while."

Birds and his two other roommates looked at each other and walked out of the classroom.

Even though Daphne was cute and well-behaved in front of Tom, she was still the eldest daughter of the twenty-eight pure-blood families, and a Greengrass who had never declined.

Aside from Birds, the other two roommates are ordinary purebloods.

In a place like Slytherin where there is a clear hierarchy, they naturally didn't dare to provoke Daphne.

After a period of sadness, Daphne adjusted her mood and began to worry about how to give the money to Tom.

It would definitely not be a good idea to give it directly to Tom, as that would sound like almsgiving.

It's not a good idea to say that it's borrowed. Not to mention whether Tom would borrow so much, he might not be willing to spend the money he borrowed, and he would be under psychological pressure to repay the money all the time.

"What should I do?" The girl was in trouble.

....

In order to get credits, Tom worked hard to show his talents in every class.

Of course, it is appropriate exposure.

It should exceed the teacher's teaching progress, but not too much.

Obtaining credits is a long-term project, and the professor must be made aware that he is a combination of talent and hard work, so that he can perfectly complete the teaching content and obtain extra points.

Otherwise, showing all your strength at once would certainly bring a huge shock, but it would be difficult to make the professor happy and shocked afterwards because they are already used to it.

The only way to development is to exhaust all resources in a sustainable manner.

But even so, Tom's fame gradually spread among the first years and professors - everyone knew that Slytherin had a talented and hardworking student, who was completely different from the group of freshmen who only knew how to play around.

Of course, professors like students like Tom. Even though Tom's name is a bit subtle, fortunately, the professors at Hogwarts are all relatively ethical (except Snape and Quirrell) and do not treat him differently because of this.

So Tom's plan to get extra points went smoothly. He could get some points every day, plus the bonus from the professor during his lectures, which allowed his credits to increase steadily.

However, I still cannot use the extraordinary mode recklessly. These days I just practice it every day to improve my learning efficiency.

As the professors praised Tom more and more, more students began to dislike him.

Not only were the Gryffindors somewhat hostile to Tom due to their competitive relationship, the Slytherins were even more disgusted by the fact that a Muggle-born student was so prominent and overshadowed the pure-bloods.

Of course Tom also felt those hostile gazes, but he was waiting, waiting for an opportunity to establish his authority and make an example of someone else.

If a group of little brats are disobedient, just give them a beating. If one beating is not enough, then give them two or three beatings.

As long as they hit hard enough, he didn't believe that these little pure-bloods, who had never experienced hardships or life-and-death crises, would not surrender.

However, the opportunity Tom had been waiting for had not yet come, as a piece of news caused all the first-year students to get excited - starting this Thursday, the freshmen would have flying lessons.

Whether Muggle or wizard, as long as they are human, they are full of yearning for the sky, and Tom is no exception.

But the way of flying he wanted was not to fly in the sky on a broomstick. At least it should be like Voldemort, flying by relying on the power of his own magic.

The young wizards were full of anticipation. Some children from wizarding families finally got the chance to show off. No matter what topic they were talking about, they could always bring it up about flying.

Malfoy is a typical example, he complained loudly about the unreasonable school rules and why first-year students were not allowed to join the Quidditch game, successfully earning the death stare from the current players, but he didn't care and continued to brag about his various flying experiences, each of which ended with him narrowly avoiding a Muggle helicopter.

Nott was not to be outdone. He talked about various flying maneuvers with great knowledge and claimed that he had competed in speed with an eagle and in skills with a sparrow.

Zabini casually analyzed the pros and cons of various brooms. If anyone objected, he would say that these conclusions were made by his seventh stepfather, a very famous Quidditch player.

Every student from a wizarding family chattered about flying and Quidditch, and finally, with their eager anticipation, the time came on Thursday afternoon.

At half past three, the Slytherin and Gryffindor freshmen hurried down the steps and came to the lawn beside the Black Lake. Dozens of brooms were neatly placed on the ground.

Mrs. Hooch, the teacher in charge of the flying class, came over, took one look at the students and said decisively, "What are you still standing there for? Everyone pick up a broom. Hurry, hurry up."

Tom was quick to pick up three brooms that looked relatively intact and gave them to Hermione and Daphne.

Some of the other brooms had almost lost their branches and were basically just firewood sticks.

"Put your right hand over the broom handle," Ms. Hooch shouted, "and say: Get up!"

"stand up!"

Everyone shouted.

Harry's broom immediately jumped into his hands, but he was in the minority, Hermione's broom rolled and Daphne's jumped.

As for Tom...he didn't move at all.

Neville received the same treatment as him.

Tom raised his eyebrows and said in a stronger voice this time: "Get up!"

Bang!

The broomstick bounced up at an incredible speed and hit Tom straight in the face.

Tom reacted quickly and reached out and successfully grabbed the handle, but the force was too great and the broom broke into two pieces.

Mrs. Hooch's eyelids twitched wildly, and Tom gave her an innocent smile.

"Professor, can I choose another broom?"