hp Ouroboros

The get out of class bell rang, and the two consecutive Transfiguration classes finally came to an end.Looking at the faces of most people, either they were pale from copying notes and their hands were trembling, or when they tried to deform the match, they didn't know where it gave them the illusion that waving the wand in their hand would successfully transform it, and then waved it. Too much force and flushed.I believe that after this first class, most of the freshmen have a deep understanding of what Professor McGonagall said, "Transfiguration is the most difficult subject in the course".

Camille finally completed her transformation before get out of class ended. Although the thickness was still a bit unsatisfactory, Professor McGonagall was very happy to give Gryffindor another five points.

When Camille packed up her things and looked up again, Sylvia beside her was gone.I didn't know how to say hello and left by myself, it was really rude!Camille thought about it, automatically ignoring the fact that he never greeted the classmates who cooperated in class every time after class and left.

The first grade of Slytherin had a free session in the afternoon after Transfiguration class on Wednesday. Most of the students returned to the Slytherin lounge in the basement after lunch, and chatted together in twos and threes. Some people talked about these things Today's Hogwarts class impressions, but some people are now discussing Christmas vacation plans in a few months.Sylvia naturally didn't belong to the majority of people, so she simply returned to her small bedroom and took a comfortable nap for a while.

When the first graders of Slytherin came to the open space for the flying lesson together, Mrs. Hodge, the flying lesson professor, was already waiting there, and there were two rows of old-looking brooms on the ground.

Almost every one of those old brooms can be seen to have a problem at a glance. Some of them are a little crooked at the handle, which makes people wonder if they will fly crookedly when riding on it. Those twigs looked frizzy, and even the ends of some brooms looked as if they were forced into a bundle, ready to explode at any moment.

This kind of broom is not to mention most of the little Slytherin wizards who come from families, even Sylvia, who has been adopted and has only four Galleons a month in pocket money, doesn't like it.

Sylvia looked at those classmates who were the only son and only daughter in the family with some malicious intent. The so-called best magic schools use such brooms. I really don’t know what kind of sensation it will cause if one or two of them fall to death...

The Gryffindors, who always stepped on the bell to enter the classroom, arrived early this time, but they didn't have any dislike for those broken brooms, and they all looked at the brooms on the ground with bright eyes.If it weren't for Mrs. Hodge, who had serious yellow eyes that looked like eagle eyes, staring at them, Sylvia felt that most of the Gryffindors would have picked up their brooms and planned to fly straight into the sky.

Mrs. Hooch took a look and saw that everyone had arrived. "Line up in two lines, facing each other," and she waved everyone to their respective brooms.

"Each pick a broomstick and stand next to them. Quick, quick, quick, you're wasting your time!" snapped Mrs. Hooch.

Camille is probably the weirdest Gryffindor first-year student who is least looking forward to flying lessons. It’s not that he has any opinions on flying. On the contrary, Camille really wants to try the feeling of flying freely like a bird. Yes , like a bird!Not flying on a broom!

She looked down at the broomstick that belonged to her temporarily on the ground, wondering if the paint would be affected if it fell off, the branches at the end of the broom looked like a mess, could this thing really fly?

"Put your hands on top of the brooms," Mrs. Hooch said, seeing that they were all standing up, and walked to the front of the two lines. "Then say: Get up!"

After the first "get up", there were only a handful of people whose brooms jumped into their hands - all Gryffindors, including the Weasley twins and Angelina, who shared a dorm with Camille.

After being ridiculed by the lion cubs standing opposite, the Slytherins felt ashamed of these broomsticks, and some people started to bring out their sets again. It's so normal that your broom doesn't bounce!"

The second and third times when they shouted "get up", probably the little wizards of Slytherin cursed these damned brooms in their hearts, and these bullying brooms were successfully summoned this time - except Sylvia Via.

These brooms may be able to feel the user's heart, because Sylvia and Camille, who don't want to ride a broom at all, a Slytherin and a Gryffindor, their brooms are lying on the ground without moving.

Sylvia simply used a large wizard robe to cover, and directly cast a flying curse on the broken broom. Compared with Camille who was still staring at her broom angrily, Sylvia felt a strange superiority The flu popped up—at least she didn't have to bend over to pick it up!

Then, Mrs. Hooch showed them how to activate the solidified cushion charm on the broom and how to ride their broom with the correct posture.

Camille swore she would never ride on a stupid broom again! Thought it would be humiliating enough to be the only student to bend over to pick it up with her hands, but she had only just taken off and the broom's solidified cushion cursed the invisibility Cushion, think you are invisible, so you can just imitate the seesaw that Muggle children play? !Which wizard can sit well on such a weird cushion spell!Camille, who thinks he has a high level of body balance control, gave up sitting on the broom after almost falling off the broom a few times, but changed to standing and flying.Sure enough, it was much better. Fortunately, the sorcerer who solidified the stomping spell was obviously better than the idiot who made the cushion.

When she saw Sylvia, who had excellent grades, beautiful appearance, and elegant temperament, staggered at low altitude in embarrassment, and finally fell to the grass, Camille suddenly felt that the flight class didn't seem so unbearable.

The campus life at Hogwarts is so peaceful that you can hardly feel the passage of time...almost...

Seeing that there is no intention of activating the skill of astronomy, fortunately Camille does not need to calculate the moon phases. When she started to feel muscle soreness and saw the steak on the table but had no appetite, she knew that the full moon was coming soon .

In the second week after school started, in Potions class on Tuesday afternoon, Sylvia asked about her fellow Gryffindors in her class about their transformation last night. Although she was pale, she seemed to be in good spirits.

"Last night, how was it?" It sounded like a nonsensical question, but it was clear that Sylvia who asked the question and Camille who listened to the question understood exactly what the question was asking.

Camille took the root of the daisy and the silver knife, and when she was about to cut it off, her hands trembled slightly. She threw away the things in her hands dissatisfied, "It's okay... My hands are shaking, you cut it!"

What a rude attitude, forget it, anyway, I just care about my classmates as a routine, and I don’t really want to get any explosive details, not to mention helping classmates is a good virtue! Sylvia obediently cut the daisy root into 1.34-inch segments.

After Snape walked around their table, Sylvia felt relieved and asked in a low voice, "So what did you tell your Gryffindor roommate?" Sylvia wanted to know what excuse she used to make her disappear for one night every month, or on a full moon night... Isn't this obvious enough?

After dropping off the task of processing materials because of shaking hands, Camille took over the brewing part, but the effect of her unstable magic power injected into the potion was really not very good. Professor Pu took the medicine with an O.

"It's just that the Muggles have a requirement to see the taken away children and their caregivers once a month."

Sylvia, who was squeezing the toad's eyeball, heard such an unreliable reason, she couldn't control her hand, and the toad's eyeball bounced off the table. Fortunately, the toad's eyeball was neither expensive nor small in size. The color was still black, and Professor Snape probably couldn't see the toad's eyeballs being thrown away from the distance of the classroom.

Sylvia didn't dare to stop what she was doing, and took another toad's eye, pretending to squeeze it, "What kind of bad reason is this! No...do your roommates really believe it?!" Sylvia Ya could hardly believe it.

Camille put down the stirring rod in his hand, adjusted the flame at the bottom of the pot, turned his head, and looked at Sylvia with a calm expression of course, "In the Muggle system, Professor McGonagall registered to adopt me, but those Muggles need to visit once a month, and then continue until the adopted person becomes an adult. So Professor McGonagall will take me back to the Muggle world once a month. After all, it is impossible to cast magic on all Muggles. .”

Not to mention, Camille has such a calm and serious expression, and she also involved Professor McGonagall, if it wasn't for Sylvia herself, she would have come out of the so-called 'Muggle system' , she really might believe her nonsense.

But if it's the Slytherins, they will definitely verify it in other ways, and there is another question, "Does your 'Muggle system' have to visit on the full moon every month?"

Camille glanced at Sylvia as if looking at some strange creature, "Do you really think there is any Gryffindor who can calculate the phases of the moon?"

Oh...that's quite a convincing answer.

Gryffindor and Hufflepuff are almost as famous for their messy 'understanding' in astronomy as they are for their 'achievements' in potions.The honest and serious Hufflepuffs are a little bit better, but from time to time they will misidentify some key constellations and their positions, Gryffindor... huh... Those stars are in their eyes, except for one or two that look Different colors, everything else is the same.

Asking the Gryffindors, who can't even find the brightest North Star in Ursa Major, to calculate the phases of the moon... Sylvia remembered the Slytherins talking about Gryffindor astronomy and Hufflepuff in the lounge. Odd potion 'accomplishment' taunt: Finding someone in Gryffindor who can tell the difference between a first quarter moon and a last quarter moon is like finding someone in Hufflepuff who can't blow a cauldron , is really a problem of the century.

I thought the chat was very secretive, but before class was over, when Sylvia and Camille handed in the bottle of potion that obviously did not meet the standard, Snape stared at him fiercely, and the terrifying gaze made the two of them Frozen for a moment, Sylvia forced a smile, trying to restore Professor Snape's mood.

The youngest potions master in this century, obviously, does not take this kind of thing at all, "Next time the two ladies hand in such an assignment, I will pour it into one of you, I hope Cassander It is also a good choice for Miss La to go back and study how to make an antidote, or for Miss Camille to find a way to exercise her body's resistance to poison."

Professor Snape was particularly harsh on the group of Sylvia and Camille. This year's freshmen knew about it. Most of the Slytherins looked like they were watching a show, and one of them mixed with Gryffindor. Mixed together?What a disgrace.

The Gryffindors were a bit conscientious, but no one dared to stand up and fight against injustice in Professor Snape's class. Although their potion today was a bit far from the standard bright yellow, it was at least a khaki color, right?

After being taunted by Professor Snape, and being 5 inches longer than other students, Sylvia decided not to let Camille touch the cauldron again. Injecting uneven little failure rounds back the degree, and she doesn't want to waste time writing first-year level potions homework either!