HP Shavings Wizard

First Transfiguration lesson.

The tabby cat that Professor McGonagall had transformed into was lying on the podium. The tabby cat looked at the students who came in one after another, and its tail was wagging slightly in a relaxed manner.

This 45-minute Transfiguration class was taught together by Gryffindor and Slytherin.

Alison arrived at the classroom just as class was about to start, and went straight to the tabby cat on the podium. She quickly placed the catnip ball on the cat like a sneak attack - that was Professor McGonagall's Animagus form, who wanted to shock the freshmen in the first class.

The tabby cat was instantly attracted to the attention, circling around Alison's hand and meowing softly.

Alison happily picked up the cat, sat on the seat, and began to pet the cat. The cat leaned in her arms completely defenseless, and even made a comfortable snoring sound.

Although they were shocked at Alison's audacity for touching the cat whose owner was suspected to be the professor, the other students were only eleven-year-old children after all.

When the bell rang, they saw that Professor McGonagall had not arrived yet. They couldn't help but be attracted by the cat and came over.

Alison kissed the catnip-bewitched cat's head and belly, as if she really didn't know that this was Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall wanted to turn back into human form to teach Alison a lesson, but the power of catnip was too great. She kept purring comfortably and rubbing against Alison's arms.

Then, Alison held up the catnip-enchanted cat and loudly announced her identity to the Gryffindors nearby.

"Gryffindor, courage is supreme! Your head of house can turn into a cat!"

The little lions looked at Alison and the tabby cat in shock, then burst into laughter and cheered.

The little snakes stared blankly, revealing a serene expression that they had become increasingly skilled at in the past few days.

Professor McGonagall didn't wake up until nearly ten minutes after the class bell rang.

She certainly has memories of the past.

The tabby cat that was tightly held by the little wizard suddenly stood up, turned back into human form, and appeared in the narrow space between the table and chairs in a mess.

Professor McGonagall was so angry that her face turned blue. She yelled at the little red-haired wizard in front of her: "Grimm!"

Alison responded to the old professor with an innocent face: "Ah! Professor Cat..."

Professor McGonagall glared at Alison angrily and gritted her teeth for a while before she reorganized her words.

"…Ms. Green, please come to my office after class!"

She emphasized and warned again: "Don't even think about running!"

The answer she got was Alison's playful and drawn-out voice: "Okay ~ Professor Cat ~"

The other students burst into laughter.

It was still class time, and Professor McGonagall had been delayed for several minutes because of the catnip. She could only continue the class with a stern face, not even paying any attention to Potter and Weasley who were late earlier.

The first class was all about Transfiguration theory, and the next class or the one after that would be the actual practice of transforming matches into needles. Alison propped up her face and listened to the knowledge that her father had taught her during the summer vacation, feeling a little drowsy.

After class, Professor McGonagall took Alison to her office with a stern face.

Alison followed her, skipping and bouncing, unhurriedly, as if she hadn't made any mistakes at all.

Professor McGonagall was so angry at her nonchalant look that she glared at her and questioned her coldly.

"Do you know you were wrong?"

Alison said confidently: "No! The cat is just too cute! Professor, has no one ever praised you for being cute?"

Professor McGonagall's face darkened. "That's not the point! The point is that you, as a student, actually openly teased the professor during class. That's so bold!"

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and continued to repeat, "Disrupting the class and teasing the professor!"

Alison secretly studied her face.

Professor McGonagall said with a straight face, feeling that it was very absurd. She hadn't seen such a student in decades: "Merlin, you even took catnip..."

Professor McGonagall glared at her, getting angrier and angrier as she spoke. She also knew that deducting points would not hurt her, so...

"During class time, the whole class stopped studying because of you!"

"You should be put in detention!"

Alison looked innocent and weakly reminded, "I already have detention from Professor Snape."

Professor McGonagall said sternly, "Then add another week!"

Alison's face scrunched up.

Professor McGonagall tried to control her anger and said in a calm tone, "I hope you can reflect on yourself. I will tell Albus."

Professor McGonagall said, opening the door and shooing Alison out.

Then she sat in a chair, rubbed her temples, had a splitting headache, and sighed heavily.

……

In the evening, Professor McGonagall found Dumbledore and reported to him what Alison had done in class.

After hearing this, Dumbledore couldn't help laughing out loud.

Professor McGonagall said angrily, "Albus, you're still laughing!"

Dumbledore coughed lightly and tried to hold back his laughter: "It's okay, I will teach her a lesson."

Professor McGonagall glared at Dumbledore, feeling that this teacher and student were equally annoying, and left the office angrily.

Dumbledore watched Professor McGonagall leave and couldn't help laughing again.

On the other hand, Alison went to the Owl Shed to mail a letter. In addition to describing her chaotic school life to Bathilda and Gellert, she also asked her father to help her buy a large amount of certain herbs from various potion material stores in the UK.

Then she went to the Potions Master's office to prepare for detention.

Naturally, Snape would not have a good face towards the naughty Alison.

This is something everyone could have expected.

He was sitting at his desk grading homework. When he saw Alison walk in sullenly, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he motioned Alison to deal with the bucket of fresh slugs prepared specially for her.

Alison stared at the squirming, slimy black slugs with an expression of extreme disgust, but in fact she was calm inside - she had once taken the troll's snot with her own hands, and even boiled it into potion and drank it herself.

Snape would occasionally mock the slow freshmen and finally smile disdainfully.

"Okay, just put it in the storage room and go get some rest."

……

Alison seemed to be full of resentment towards him, which was understandable. Even students from Slytherin College would be sprayed with venom by this strict dean if they got into trouble.

So after being quietly confined for a few days, she was ridiculed again. The rebellious girl angrily used a thunderbolt to explode, blowing up Snape's carefully organized potion storage room.

Then he heard his own dean yelling angrily, "You idiot! How dare you!"

Snape seemed to want to take out his wand and curse Alison, who looked very smug, but he finally held back.

"Get out of here!"

So Alison ended her confinement happily.