HP: I want to leave school, but I saved the world

Jian Yu considers herself a person who keeps her word.

Since she promised Gemma, she would keep her word.

So, the next morning, she showed up at the auditorium on time for breakfast.

The first years looked at her as if she were a ghost.

Blaise nudged Draco's waist and, seeing that this attracted his attention, pointed at Jian Yu with his mouth.

"Did you write to your father? What's her condition?"

Draco, who was struggling with fork and knife with the uncut pie on his plate, answered impatiently when he heard the question: "I wrote the letter on the first day and my father still hasn't answered me."

"Okay." Blaise straightened up, disappointed, "Seeing how the Monitor defended her, I thought she was from a big family."

Pansy scoffed and sipped her pumpkin juice slowly, "Come on, do you like exotic customs? Look at the second-hand cloak she's wearing and the second-hand book she's holding!"

If they hadn't seen Senior Farley's attitude, those little snakes would have bitten Jian Yu clean off!

Unconsciously, this mysterious new student attracted the attention of the entire first grade.

...

Breakfast was terrible.

Jian Yu quickly swallowed the last piece of pumpkin pie and wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin - this action made all the first-year sonserins frown.

She paid no attention to the stares, picked up the "Standard Spells, Elementary", walked past the people at the table, left her black and green school uniform behind, and left the auditorium on her own.

Pansy paused with her right hand holding the pumpkin juice, staring at her back in shock: "How dare she go into the classroom alone? Does she know the way?"

Jian Yu didn't know the way to the Spells classroom, she didn't even know which floor it was on.

But she has a mouth.

Although she's a bit antisocial, that's only for living people... the portrait isn't in the realm of living people.

She stood in front of the staircase, which could be wide or narrow, change direction, and lead to different places. There were also doors that acted as decorative walls. Everything seemed to be in constant motion.

"Excuse me... how can I get to the Spell Room?" She tapped randomly on the frame of a painting.

The person in the painting was surprised by her approach but still pointed her in the right direction.

So she struck up a conversation all the way, knocking on a painting every time she went up the stairs.

A few minutes later, she was walking down the Spells corridor on the fourth floor.

Noticing a tapestry in the corridor, she curiously opened it and looked at it.

The tapestry led to another corridor, which seemed to contain a lot of armor.

She kept this in mind.

After walking down the corridor for a while, she saw the Spells room.

When the first-year Slytherin students staggered into the classroom and entered, Jian Yu was already sitting in the front row, lying down on the table and closing her eyes to rest.

The little snakes looked at her in disbelief.

"Merlin! How did she find this place?" Blaise exclaimed in awe.

Some curiosity took root in him.

"Since she knows the way, why doesn't she bring us here?" Pansy complained disgruntledly.

As she was climbing the stairs, her foot got caught on a step that suddenly disappeared. She hurt her ankle and felt a dull pain.

Blaise shrugged.

At that moment, Draco walked up to him and cast the "Standard Spell" on the table. He was sweating profusely from the rush, and his blond hair wasn't as shiny after applying the gel.

"Crabbe and Goyle, two idiots, ran into the wrong place. The broken staircase suddenly swerved into the road, making me almost late!"

Blaise looked at him with a half-smile: "You can also ask Miss Jian how to get to the classroom. She was the first to arrive."

It has to be said that this move to divert the problems to the east was very effective and immediately ignited Draco's anger:

"Huh? You want me to ask some stinking bad blood?"

He glared at the back of Jian Yu's head: "Wait and see, in less than two days, I'll have my father kick you out of Slytherin!"

Jian Yu didn't know at that moment that she had aroused Draco Malfoy's wrath.

She was looking at the Spells teacher, Filius Flitwick.

According to Professor Flitwick, he has goblin blood, so he is short and has to stand on a pile of books so that the students can see his movements. Just looking at his figure, you can't imagine that he was a dueling master in his youth.

"Spells is a practical course. I'm going to teach you the correct pronunciation of spells and wand gestures."

"Today we're going to learn the illumination spell, which is one of the most commonly used spells by wizards."

"The spell is 'Lumos', so..."

He began to demonstrate that the illumination spell seemed to require no additional gestures: just a slight movement of the wand, and the tip would glow.

Jian Yu couldn't understand what the professor was saying.

Then, when Professor Flitwick gave a long welcoming speech, she put her head down and flicked through the book, bored, looking at the spell diagrams in it.

Does Lacarnum Inflamari set something on fire?

Wingardium Leviosa makes something fly?

The illustrations seemed so interesting that she almost fell in love with magic.

Then she heard Professor Flitwick's fluorescent voice and saw the light from the tip of his wand.

"Now you can start trying," announced Professor Flitwick.

The classroom was immediately filled with various pronunciations of "Lumos".

However, among the evenly lit spells, one voice stood out.

Jian Yu was talking about Lumos, but her mind was thinking about Lacarnum (flaming) and Wingardium (floating spell) in the book, which made her argue for a moment.

"Lacar...Wingar...Lumos!"

The tip of her wand suddenly shot out a fireball. The flame glowed brightly and instantly rose into the sky like fireworks. Without the support of subsequent magic, the flames exploded on the roof of the classroom and sparks fell in clusters, falling onto the pile of books where Professor Flitwick was standing.

The books went up in flames and the flammable materials instantly burned to pieces under the high temperature, turning the podium into a sea of flames.

Jian Yu couldn't even see the short Professor Flitwick inside!

Oh my God!

Even though she wants to leave school!

But there was no intention of burning a teacher to death!

"ah--"

"Fire! Help!"

"Killing! She's killed Professor Flitwick!"

The first-year Slytherin students screamed in panic. They looked at the spreading fire and stood up, trying to run out the door and leave this place of right and wrong.

Some students had already left and stood in the doorway staring in horror at Jian Yu.

How terrifying his expression was! Her long black hair covered her fire-pale cheeks, her black eyes were hidden under thick bangs and one hand held the strange wand tightly, looking like a god of death!

She even had the chance to open the book in the middle of the fire and read without haste!

Draco's face was pale, and he held his companion with one hand. Because he was sitting too far forward, his golden hair was scorched by sparks and he exuded a burning smell:

"My hair!" he roared.

"Fire her, I must ask my father to fire her!"

However, Jian Yu, who was in the sea of fire, didn't have time to pay attention to these colleagues. She was flipping through the book quickly, trying to find some spell to put out the fire.

"Aguamenti (water as clear as a spring), Glacius(freezing spell)"

At this moment, she heard Professor Flitwick's voice coming from the blazing fire on the podium. He didn't sound panicked, but rather excited and animated.

The flames went out and clean water flowed into a river in the classroom.

The books on the podium were completely burnt. The Mediterranean Sea above Professor Flitwick's head now turned into a gourd of light. The beard on his face was also burnt off.

"Fortunately, the professor is fine!" Jian Yu thought.

I don't want to be sent to the witches' prison!

But then came a different kind of joy.

I burned the classroom, I burned the teacher... It would be unjustifiable if I didn't leave the school!

But she saw Professor Flitwick walking up to her angry, uh, no, angry... overjoyed?

"Excellent spell!"

"The perfect combination of ignition spell, levitation spell, and illumination spell!"

"Twenty points for Slytherin! For Miss Jian's intelligence!"

Jian Yu's jaw almost dropped. She hesitated to remind the overly excited teacher:

"But... I accidentally set fire to the classroom and almost hurt you."

"Please don't be stingy with the punishment, just take me to the principal's office and get me out of school!" She prayed in her heart.

"Indeed." Professor Flitwick waved his arms and said to himself, "I have to find Dumbledore and tell him that I've discovered a Spell genius!"

Actually... Dumbledore?

Jian Yu understood! The teacher admitted that she had set fire to the classroom and was finally willing to send it to Dumbledore for proceedings!

She gave a big smile and followed Professor Flitwick towards the Headmaster's office.

As the two of them passed the group of first-year Slytherin students who had slipped through the door, Professor Flitwick said to them:

"Please keep practicing after class and, if you don't understand, ask Miss Jian for advice!"

The little snakes were silent.

They saw this great classroom performance and the newly created magic spell, and they also heard the 20 extra points.

Many people are still in shock and can't recover.

"Draco, are you still writing to her father asking her to leave school?" Blaise nudged his friend.

Draco blushed and covered his hair: "Who said she should leave school? But she has to be responsible for my hair!"

For Slytherin students, admiring the strong is engrained in their nature.

When they meet a strong person among their classmates, their eyes will unconsciously follow him or her.

But there are always a few fools who can't figure things out.

Millicent is one of them.

"Impossible! She must have stolen it from somewhere!"

"This is the explosion caused by your poor control of magical power!"

She gritted her teeth and looked in the direction where Jian Yu had disappeared with hateful eyes coming out of her eyes.

"If I don't get her out of Slytherin, my surname won't be Bulstrode!"

...

But on the other side, Jian Yu and Professor Flitwick arrived at the principal's office.

"Genius! Target!"

"I've discovered a genius!"

As soon as he entered, Professor Flitwick grasped Dumbledore's hands enthusiastically.

Dumbledore was shocked by his bald forehead and tattered robes. He rubbed his eyes in confusion to confirm that he had seen correctly. He was confused as to what could make the famous dueling master look like this.

He reluctantly pulled up two chairs: "Filius, calm down. And Miss Jian, shall we sit down and talk about what happened?"

Professor Flitwick couldn't calm down, he was still immersed in great joy!