There is a Transfiguration class on Monday.
The first thing John saw when he got up was Tom's passionate tongue.
He got up in a daze and walked to the table and put a big spoonful of dog food for Tom. John went to brush his teeth and wash his face.
Looking at himself in the mirror, John felt like he had forgotten something.
"Oops, today is Transfiguration class!"
He had a late night out last night, so John fell asleep after returning from exercise.
He walked out in a hurry and saw the alarm clock that had fallen to the ground and had Tom's saliva on it.
No wonder she didn't hear the alarm clock ringing. It turned out that Tom was using it as a teething toy.
Putting on the wizard's robes, when John walked out of the dormitory, the Slytherin common room was empty.
In the corridor, he began to envy the Weasley twins.
Because they can always find convenient shortcuts, and fortunately John is also in good physical condition.
When you get to the lobby, you still have time to have breakfast.
Hermione was still looking around, but when she saw John coming, she waved to say hello to John.
John sat next to Hermione and glanced at Hermione, who was still having a cold war with Harry and Ron. He didn't say anything.
"Where's Neville, did he oversleep or get lost?"
From what John knew, Neville was often lost and lost.
"His toad is missing and he is looking for it in the Gryffindor common room." Hermione ate the buttered bread with some crumbs on the corner of her mouth.
She slowed down to wait for John.
Otherwise, at her usual speed, she would already be on her way to the classroom.
John cut the omelette and put it in his mouth. He said helplessly: "Okay, I think I know what to give Neville for Christmas. He needs a cage to keep Leif in a good place."
Noticing the crumbs at the corner of Hermione's mouth, John pointed to the corner of his mouth to signal Hermione.
After Hermione reacted, her face seemed to be covered with blush.
When John had almost finished eating, Neville finally came out of his wandering.
This was the fourth time Neville had gotten lost, and John thought he should get him a copy of the Marauder's Map.
After sitting down, Neville took out the memory ball and looked at the red memory ball in confusion.
When something is forgotten, the memory ball will turn red.
But Neville never knew what he had forgotten.
John looked him up and down and said, "Neville, you may not be able to eat breakfast this time."
"Why?"
Neville was depressed because he finally reached the hall.
Looking at Neville with sympathy, John held out two fingers: "Two reasons, one is that class is about to start, and the other is that you need to go back to the dormitory."
"Because you forgot to put on your coat."
Neville finally remembered what he had forgotten and stopped worrying about eating, worrying on the dazzling moving stairs.
...
John came to the Transfiguration Classroom. He felt very regretful that he was detained in the last Transfiguration class because of a fight and did not participate.
He was very interested in the Transfiguration class, but couldn't remember the details clearly.
After arriving in the classroom, the green of Slytherin and the red of Gryffindor were clearly distinguishable. He and Hermione sat down separately.
Whether in the wizarding world or outside, students always keep the front row secret.
The few remaining seats were in the front row, and John walked over to take a seat.
Suddenly, a tabby cat appeared in his sight.
The tabby cat was just like this on the podium, with strange patterns on its face, like a pair of square glasses.
Being a plush guy, John admitted that he was intrigued.
Although he vaguely remembered that a cat appeared in some plot, his body was a step faster than he thought.
Taking out the cat strip for Mrs. Norris from his pocket, John came to the tabby cat and started directly with a smile on his face.
Just such a move not only stunned the little wizards in both houses.
Even tabby cats.
"This is a cat strip, do you want to try it?"
John himself couldn't imagine why he sounded like an uncle kidnapping children.
It was only after he took action that he received looks of awe and admiration.
The tabby cat reacted and got rid of his restraints, jumped down from the podium and transformed into an older cat lady.
"Mr. Wick, I think you should find a place to sit down now instead of being like a log here."
Professor McGonagall maintained her image, and the square glasses made John finally know the origin of the tabby cat's pattern.
John stopped angrily, remembering the story about the cat.
Professor McGonagall's Animagus form, a tabby cat with strange patterns.
As he walked back to his place depressed, John felt like he would have a psychological shadow.
I secretly swore that when I pet a cat in the future, I will pay attention to whether it is an Animagus.
If the other person turns into a greasy man while masturbating, it will be over.
Hearing the snickering, John looked back, and when his gaze swept over him, Slytherin was silenced for an instant.
The little wizard of Gryffindor cast an admiring look at him, and Harry, the savior, opened his mouth slightly, as if it was the first time he saw someone more reckless than himself.
Hermione lowered her head and snickered, but was betrayed by the trembling brown curly hair, which swayed like a little lion.
With this episode, the little wizard's impression of John changed.
It turns out that this boy also has a cute side.
Transformation class learns to transform objects.
Looking at the paperclip box, John tried to turn it into a mouse.
Unfortunately, the transformation is difficult to control.
After several attempts, John finally lit up the spell.
Although he was still at level 1, he still successfully completed his transformation before get out of class ended.
Looking at the lifeless mouse in front of me was a far cry from the first time Professor McGonagall became a water glass.
"Five points for Slytherin."
Professor McGonagall gave John extra points for being the first to finish.
Works that seemed bad to John were satisfactory to Professor McGonagall.
As a beginner, it is already very good to miss one class.
Because of the difficulty of transformation, even Miss Know-It-All Hermione never completed it.
After class, as soon as John left, Hermione trotted after him.
"how did you do it?"
Using the instinct of a top student to ask questions tirelessly, Hermione was very upset that she had not completed her transformation.
John couldn't say that he had a cheat. He could only say that he had seen Professor McGonagall's demonstration before enrolling.
Fortunately, Miss Know-It-All did not continue asking questions for too long.
While in the corridor, John set his sights on the armor.
"John, what are you looking at?" Hermione stopped and asked.
Behind John, the enchanted figure in the oil painting also came closer, with the same curious look on his face.
John touched his smooth chin and said to himself: "This thing seems to be a good weight."
Sir Oil Painting opened his mouth wide when he heard him muttering to himself. What kind of little wizard would think of carrying a heavy load?
John has always been a man who dared to take action, and he set his sights on the medieval armor, or to be precise, the sword in the armor's hand.
Although armor is also a good choice for carrying weight, it is unfortunately too large and inconvenient to move.
On the contrary, the sword can be carried directly on the back and used as exercise equipment when not running.
"Take the sword away tonight."
There was a look of movement in his eyes, which made the armor panic a little.
Apart from the Gryffindor lounge, Hermione usually goes to the library the most.
Miss Know-It-All has a thirst for knowledge about everything except divination.
John was also pulled over, mainly to familiarize himself with the location of the restricted book area.
Picking up a copy of "The Tales of Beedle the Bard", he began to show off.
The library has strict rules.
If you make a noise in the library, the administrator, Ms. Irma Pince, will let you know.
Just now, John saw Neville, who had eaten too many beans at noon, being chased and beaten with a broom.
John sympathizes with this.
The time came at night.
After John finished cleaning the trophy display room, he quietly came to the armor in the corridor.
Poor Mr. Armor, he woke up the next day to find that his sword was missing.
This incident became an unsolved mystery at Hogwarts.
Only Mr. Filch swore that it was the Weasley twins who did it.
