Knowledge wasn't given but taken.
Hermione didn't know who said that particular quote, but it was a good one. She did what she intended to do when she first found out about Hogwarts, but apparently being top of her class wasn't enough. It wasn't any secret that her blood status would prevent her from many opportunities in the wizarding world, overlooking how brilliant she was. It won't be enough to be brilliant, you'll have to be clever too, to get what you desire. That is what the Sorting Hat told her before suggesting that she would learn best in Slytherin.
Hermione was against it , and without murmuring a word, the Sorting Hat knew. No? Your choice. Although, the easiest route isn't always the best.
Four years later and she still remembered those words. It was right. She was the top student in her class. She thrived to do everything right, yet it didn't overshadow her blood status and her shitty social skills.
Maybe if she was prettier, it would be better. A pretty Mudblood. Pretty people get life much easier, it was no secret. God, can I get any more pathetic? She stopped herself from going on a mental journey of all the way her life sucks.
So, here she was, taking knowledge. Taking power, or at least prepping herself for it. She realized that by the end of her Hogwarts education all of her classmates will know the same or a bit less than she knows, despite the fact that she learnt it much quicker and better than them. Grades aren't a strong indicator of how good of a witch she will be out of school. She had to know more, know stuff that not many other people knew.
Little child
You and a child who doesn't know anything
A child who lives
In a completely different world from us
If someone hates you
You would look at the moon and make a wish
You are just a little different from other people
Oh you're pretty
Like a very small treasure
I hope that
You won't know the taste of bitter coffee
Pretty girl
I will pour it full of honey
Into the milk
Pretty girl
Into the bitter milk
Pour it full of honey full of honey
Into the bitter milk
Pour it full of honey full of honey
Little child when I look at you
Uh I think I'm gonna fall for you
You are just a little different from other people
Oh you're pretty
Like a very small treasure
I hope that
You won't know the taste of bitter coffee
Pretty girl
I will pour it full of honey
Into the milk
Pretty girl
Into the bitter milk
Pour it full of honey full of honey
Into the bitter milk
Pour it full of honey full of honey
Stay there
These steps are dangerous
Will you stop there ?
Into the bitter milk
Pour it full of honey full of honey
Into the bitter milk
Pour it full of honey full of honey
-BREAK-
Her Latin translation, along with her pronunciation was horrible. Nevertheless, after hours upon hours, she finally managed to translate her spell in the best Latin she knew.
Rule 1, when creating a spell, use Latin. Hermione found it funny how every spell is in Latin, yet Hogwarts offered no classes on the language.
Rule 2, know your intention for the spell. Hermione broke this rule. She was currently more focus on getting the first rule down, before actually trying intending for the spell to work.
Rule 3, check if the spell works in a safe way. Read Rule 2.