Harry Potter: The Legend of Demigods

Anakin froze, and he turned eagerly to look at the source of the sound. In his bed, Harry Potter murmured restlessly in his sleep. "Master, Master!" Harry repeated, and then his eyes opened, but were still swinging wildly.

"Harry, Harry, wake up!" Anakin shouted quickly, trying to bring his roommate back to reality. But Harry seemed to be tightly bound by some kind of dream, and was still muttering strange words in a low voice, which seemed very unusual for a student in the wizarding world.

"It seems that Harry's scar has begun to be related to Voldemort." Anakin thought to himself. "Voldemort, and the dream that mysteriously seemed like being on Mount Olympus. In order to survive in this world, it seems that I have to work harder." Anakin had a feeling that he was being manipulated by Olympus. The gods were sent to this world to solve some difficulties.

Harry woke up slowly, his eyes slowly focusing on Anakin and then looking around, doubtful. He obviously knew nothing about the dream he had just had, and seemed not to have heard the call at all.

"Anakin, what is this? Was I talking in my sleep just now?" Harry rubbed his eyes with his hands and stretched.

Anakin smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly. "Maybe it was just a weird dream, Harry. Don't worry. It's early in the morning, so get some sleep."

Harry nodded, and although he still had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach, he lay back on the bed and prepared to go back to sleep. Anakin returned to his bed, but his thoughts did not calm. He spent the rest of the night in the quiet dormitory, with a ray of moonlight shining on his face through the window, like an unknown fate, waiting for them quietly.

......

At 7: in the morning, Anakin closed the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook in his hand and put it into his backpack.

"Harry, Ron, wake up. It's half past seven. It's easy to get lost on our first day of school. Don't be late for class later."

Harry and Ron lazily sat up in bed, not yet fully recovered from last night's dream. Anakin quickly dressed, reminding his two roommates. Harry frowned. Although he didn't have much memory of the dream, there was still a faint uneasiness lingering in his mind.

"What's wrong?" Ron yawned, stood up and fumbled to find his school uniform.

They put their schoolbags on their backs and walked out of the dormitory. The halls of Hogwarts were already bustling under the morning sun, and students hurried to the breakfast room. Anakin, Harry, and Ron joined the crowd, following the other students toward the breakfast room.

They walked through the corridors, bumping into Hermione on the way.

"Good morning, Hermione. Are you going to have breakfast?" Anakin asked enthusiastically.

Hermione nodded slightly nervously. "Yes, I just woke up. The first period is the transformation class. Have you read the "Beginner's Guide to Transformation"? There are some interesting transformation methods in it."

"Yeah, the Transfiguration textbook would be really interesting to read," Ron said sarcastically.

Anakin and Harry looked at each other and nodded together. "Yes, we plan to have breakfast first and then go to Transfiguration class together. Let's go together!" Anakin invited. "Haisha, how was the first day of school?"

"It's not bad, but our lounge is a bit cold. How about you?"

"My roommates are all my friends, and the lounge is relatively warm. Let me tell you a secret. Yesterday, a few of us found the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Admission." After Hermione left, Anakin told Haisa.

Oh, really? That's great! Take me next time, no, just tonight. Twelve o'clock. "Haisha was obviously very interested in this secret, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Do you have any way to hide it? If not, I can provide an invisibility cloak. Although its effect is no longer great, it is better than nothing. "

"Okay, thank you for your support. Let's go together tonight. Meet at the gate of Gryffindor House?" Anakin agreed. He felt that he already had a group of good friends, which made him feel very happy. However, Anakin did not tell them about the Room of Requirement because it would be troublesome to explain.

In the hall, they joined other students enjoying breakfast. There was fresh bread, butter, jam and hot oatmeal on the table. Harry said to Anakin, "The food is really delicious. I never thought food at a wizarding school could taste so good."

Anakin laughed, "Yeah, the breakfast here is better than any breakfast I've ever tasted. Magic does work."

They moved on and passed through the doors of the restaurant hall. The lively sounds in the breakfast room reached their ears. Everyone was enjoying breakfast, and laughter filled the entire space. They found an empty seat and started enjoying a delicious breakfast.

When breakfast was over, they walked toward the Transfiguration classroom together, walking in a hurry but full of expectations. Transfiguration is a very important subject, perhaps the most important and useful one. The current principal, who is the most powerful white wizard today, and probably the most powerful wizard, and the vice-principal were both professors of Transfiguration. Anakin couldn't help but wonder if he could master this magical skill, and how to learn it quickly so that the world could survive. He looked up at Harry and Ron, who were also staring expectantly at the classroom door.

The classroom door suddenly opened, and a lady with gray hair came out. She was wearing a loose green robe and was the Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts. She looked very serious.

"Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous spell you have in your Hogwarts curriculum," she said. "Anyone who tries to cause trouble in my class will be asked to leave and will never be allowed in again. I But I warned you."

She then transformed her desk into a pig and back again. The students were all attracted and wanted to start learning right away, but they soon understood that it would take a long time before the furniture could be turned into animals. After they took down a bunch of complicated notes, she gave each of them a match and began asking them to try to turn into a needle.

Anakin waved his wand, but the match looked only slightly smoother, with no other noticeable changes. he mused. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind. He thought of the sea, forever changing its forms. What if he treated the match as a liquid and tried to change its shape?

Anakin closed his eyes, imagining the flow and changes of the liquid, and waved his wand again. This time, the match successfully turned into a sharp needle in his hand.

"Twenty points for Gryffindor," Professor McGonagall said approvingly, with a smile on her face, "I haven't seen a student as fast as you for a long time. The last one was Li, no, it's nothing."

Haisa asked Anakin curiously, "Anakin, how did you do that?"

Anakin smiled and explained to Haisa: "I imagined that the match was a liquid, as if flowing in the waves, and then worked hard to change its shape. I think this state of mind and thoughts may be helpful for transfiguration."

Harry also asked excitedly: "How did you come up with this method, Anakin? This is really amazing."

Hermione felt in disbelief, "But the professor said this is the most dangerous spell. If your experiment fails, you may be transformed into anything, or worse, expelled."

Anakin shook his head humbly: "I just suddenly got inspiration and wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect it to succeed."

"Well done, Mr. Wilson, your ideas will help you achieve more success in your future magic studies." Professor McGonagall praised.

By the end of get out of class, with Anakin's help, Hermione Granger was not the only one who had made some changes to her matches; Harry and Heisha had also succeeded. Professor McGonagall asked the class to see how the match turned into a needle, and one end was very sharp, and showed a rare smile to Anakin and the others.