Harry Potter's Catastrophe

Hermione sat very far away from them in Transfiguration class and didn't say a word to them.

"Isn't it just an ordinary gift? At least it's better than your quill, Seamus." Ron whispered, while Professor McGonagall used magic drawing on the small blackboard beside the podium.

"Hey, my quill is adjustable in seven colors." Seamus took out his quill and drew on the Transfiguration textbook for Ron to see.

"Well, at least it's better than Neville's," Ron said again.

"But Neville likes herbology, doesn't he?" Harry said, "We should prepare a gift that Hermione likes."

"Yes, that's right, let's go to the library to borrow some books that she promises she hasn't read yet," Ron said.

"That's too easy," Harry whispered.

"She likes to do nothing but read," Ron said.

"Indeed..." Harry couldn't think of Hermione having any hobbies other than studying.

"If you want to chat, please go out and chat." Professor McGonagall arrived behind them at some point, "Ten points from Gryffindor."

Harry and the others immediately covered their mouths, and Professor McGonagall walked past him and went up to the podium. Professor McGonagall on the original podium turned into an apple and fell into Professor McGonagall's hands.

The content of their class was about fruit deformation. Professor McGonagall prepared several baskets of fruits and distributed them.

"Students who haven't eaten breakfast, please don't drool over the apples." Professor McGonagall said, and then there were rows of causal formulas, because of what, why, and what the result was.

By the end of half the class, Harry and the others were feeling dizzy. The difficulty of the second grade course was fully demonstrated in the second week.

There are several types of metamorphosis. Today, this is the near-state metamorphosis, which is also divided into homogeneous metamorphosis and plant metamorphosis. It is also the metamorphosis of dead objects.

They couldn't find the way around, but they were actually trying to determine what kind of thing an apple was from different angles, and then transform it into something.

Apples are plants and they die after being picked. They can be turned into fruits of the same kind.

Professor McGonagall turned apples into pears, and then asked them to practice and understand on their own. She said everything she should say.

But the transformed thing itself is a fruit. It is easy to transform with an apple. Most people have succeeded, but it looks like it is not.

"Very good, you seem to be able to keep up with my teaching." Professor McGonagall was not very happy. This was the most basic step before the course could get to the point.

The class was coming to an end, and there were no extra points in this class yet. She started touching each fruit that had successfully transformed.

Carney's transformation into a watermelon seemed difficult to gain points in this class, and Professor McGonagall didn't even comment on Hermione's transformation.

"Twenty points for Gryffindor!" Professor McGonagall tapped the watermelon and looked at Carney with approval.

"Why? Is it because he has become bigger?" All the Ravenclaw students have successfully transformed, including peaches, pears, oranges and oranges.

They rarely get too much points from Professor McGonagall. This transformation was very simple and they succeeded. Why didn't they get extra points? It couldn't be because of their size.

"Carney cut it open." Professor McGonagall walked back to the podium without looking back.

Professor McGonagall didn't give him any tools, so he had to dig through his pockets to see if there was anything that could help him transform. Fortunately, there was a hairpin in his pocket.

With a flip of his hand, the hairpin turned into a fruit knife and cut into the watermelon on his table.

"Hey." The knife hit the table and the watermelon was cut into two pieces. Red juice flowed out of it. The cut was actually red watermelon flesh and watermelon seeds.

"Wow!" Gryffindor students around him exclaimed.

The students who were only thinking about money thought that if they learned this trick, buying cheap apples and then selling them as watermelons would be a sure profit.

The students who only think about eating thought that if they learn this skill, they can eat whatever fruits they want.

The classmate who had shit in his head thought about how he could do this by digging holes. It was so awesome.

The empty-minded classmates thought, hey hey, the apple has turned into a watermelon.

"This is the key course we are going to learn this semester. You can cut yours open to see what it is." Professor McGonagall put away the lesson plan and said, "get out of class is over."

"Ring, ring, ring~" The bell just rang for the end of get out of class.

Everyone in the classroom picked up the fruit on their desks and started eating it. Professor McGonagall did not take the fruit back, but just let them confirm it themselves.

"It's still apples."

"I thought it was a pear."

"Changed back."

Picking up his own fruit and biting it, there were apples inside. Some of the changes in appearance had almost gone back. It was unclear whether their transformation was successful or not.

If you look at the appearance, it is indeed successful, but if you look at its roots, it is unqualified.

During lunch time, Hermione didn't know where she was. Perillo came over with a frustrated look on her face, followed by her classmates. Professor McGonagall was at the teacher's desk, but Carney didn't dare to trap her with magic.

"It was clearly agreed." Perillo's eyes were red, "I have been waiting for you in the common room for so long, and you actually broke the appointment and made me hungry all morning."

"When did I make an agreement with you? You are yourself..." Seeing tears flashing in Perillo's light blue eyes, he couldn't say any more.

"Ahem, I have a watermelon here, do you want it?" Carney picked up the watermelon from the Transfiguration class.

"Yes, let's forget it this time. I knew you prepared delicious food for me." Perillo turned from sadness to joy and returned to her seat with a plate of watermelon in her hands with a smile.

Eh? Forgot the knife, bah, gave her the hairpin back.

Change the hairpin back to its original shape and stuff it back into your pocket. Return it next time and find a place with few people.

"Kani, is there really nothing wrong with your watermelon?" Harry asked.

"Probably." He didn't quite understand the conversion process. Anyway, it was just turning an apple into a watermelon.

A shopping mall in the city.

"Eh? Why is there an apple mixed in the watermelon pile?" The salesman put the apple back into the apple pile separated by several fruit piles.

After lunch, they all returned to the dormitory. During the rare lunch break, Carney found Hermione, who happened to be in the common room.

When he saw Hermione going out with a package, Carney quickly followed her, not knowing what Hermione was doing.

Following Hermione all the way to the Owlery, Hermione turned out to be sending mail.

"Hermione."

"Carney, you, why are you here?" Hermione looked up at Carney and continued to pack the package.

"That wizard robe is very nice, why did you send it back?" Carney thought a little and found the problem. The wizard robe should be the gift that Hermione gave him yesterday.

Hermione gave him a wizard's robe last time, and it would probably be the same this time. Sirius is an aristocrat, so how could he give him such an ordinary wizard's robe?

"Really? But Ron said..."

"Of course, that was given to me, right? I think it suits me very well." Hermione must have been afraid to take it out because Sirius also gave her a wizard robe.

"Don't worry about Ron, he only knows wizard chess and Quidditch."

After Ron said something mindless, Hermione might feel even more unable to give him anything.

"I thought so too," Hermione said, blushing.

"Koooooooo~" The owl saw that the package was tied and didn't care about the chat between the two little wizards. It also knew the address and took off immediately as it was familiar with the road.

"Everyone is petrified!" Hermione's quick eyes and hands quickly stopped the owl that had spread its wings and only flown a few meters. The owl fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Sorry." Hermione touched the owl's head, unwrapped the package, and gave Carney the wizard's robe. "For you."

"Thank you. I also like the one you gave me for Christmas." He took the wizard's robe. Although it was not as good as the material Sirius gave him, it was still much better than the standard clothes he was wearing now.

"I also like the pillow you gave me." He said and ran away.

"Hey, wait." Carney stopped Hermione and took out the one given by Sirius. "I have enough wizard robes, this one is for you."

"That was given to you by Sirius."

"I'm not used to such fine clothes, so I'd better give it to you. Harry and the others thought Sirius was mistaken. Just take it, I have it." Carney praised the gift from Hermione and handed Sirius over. The gift was handed to Hermione.

"I think it looks better on you." He handed it to Hermione and left without waiting for her to speak.

"You're too quick to return the favor this time." However, Hermione still accepted it.

After they left, only the petrified owl was still lying on the ground. They all forgot about the owl. They didn't know how hard Hermione used it and how long it would take for the owl to become petrified.