hp Ouroboros

"Potter! Can you concentrate!" Camille's impatient voice came from the back row of the classroom, causing Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil in the front row to look back at Harry's table. One glance, and Lavender let out a piercing laugh as he turned his head away.

Harry felt that his face was going to burn. Fortunately, he and Hermione were sitting in the back row, and Camille didn't yell very loudly, otherwise he felt that he might choose to hide under the table to avoid other students Even though no one else has done much better than him (the guinea fowl on Neville's table has lost all its feathers!), the Triwizard Tournament really pushed him over the edge, Everyone's eyes widened, looking critically at everything about him.

Well...Camille-senpai has always been picky since before, but this is not a comforting thing-especially Camille-senpai, who is extremely impatient with communicating with people, actually came to transform Teaching Assistants!

"Hmm... maybe Harry was just a little too nervous," said Hermione cautiously, trying to make excuses for Harry, "if senpai hadn't been staring..."

"I'm sorry, I've come back from a tour, but that poor guinea fowl is still a guinea fowl, what about a guinea pig? I can't see how it looks like a guinea pig except for the two small ears on its head. .” Camille mercilessly criticized Harry’s tiny achievements.

Seeing Harry bowed his head and said nothing, Camille sighed irritably. It's not like she didn't teach Potter something, and as long as Potter made this expression during training, he probably felt dissatisfied.

"Don't be unconvinced, brat." Camille pulled out her dark red wand, and tapped the guinea fowl on Harry and Hermione's table a few times, and the guinea fowl immediately transformed into a long-haired guinea pig with a beautiful and soft coat." You must not have done the anatomical diagrams of guinea pigs and guinea fowls that Professor McGonagall mentioned. It is not so easy to convert small living things, especially the conversion of different types of living things. If you don’t draw well and remember the differences between them, Merlin can't change either."

In fact, it’s not just Harry. As soon as the bell rang for Transfiguration class today, when the fourth-year Gryffindors and Slytherins watched Camille enter the classroom with a cage of guinea fowls following Professor McGonagall, everyone The same idea popped up in my heart-something is not good!

It turns out that they were right. Even though Camille didn't punch anyone who wasn't ready to transform as everyone thought, the slight footsteps of her walking around the back of the classroom didn't make people feel relaxed at all. !Everyone felt that they must be being targeted, sweating profusely and deformed.

Students who are under pressure do especially well (because they don't dare to be distracted by chatting at all), but students who are so nervous like Harry and Neville who simply forget all the knowledge points do worse. It is a minority.

Fortunately, near the end of get out of class, almost the whole class successfully turned the guinea fowl on their table into guinea pigs after Professor McGonagall's kind suggestions and the teaching assistant Camille's "friendly" teaching demonstration.

"get out of class is almost over, I have a few words to say to you all." When Camille took the cage to take back everyone's classroom transformation results, Professor McGonagall stood back in front of the podium and said.

"The Yule Ball is just around the corner, a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests. Well, the Yule Ball is only open to students above Year [-], but if you'd like, Lower grade students can be invited."

The girls in the class giggled excitedly and looked at each other. Some even sneaked a peek at individual boys thinking they were hiding.

Mag ignored the rustling noises below, and continued: "It's already written on the list at the beginning of school, dresses, everyone, put on your dress robes." After McGonagall emphasized the importance of discipline again, class ended The bell rang, and as usual, everyone stuffed their books into their schoolbags and prepared to leave. There was a flurry of activity in the classroom.

Camille also mentioned a whole cage of guinea fowls (when Professor McGonagall was in charge of scoring the class exercises of each group when she announced the announcement, she has transformed them all back), and when she was about to leave, McGonagall raised her voice, Called over the noise: "Potter! Please stay a moment, I want to say a few words to you."

Probably something about the warriors, Camille thought indifferently, nodded to Professor McGonagall, and left first. She still needs to put these guinea fowls back in the transfiguration preparation room and feed them some feed. By the way, the next class It's an improvement class for the seventh grade, I hope those seniors are not so stupid!

This year, because students from foreign schools came to Hogwarts, there were more people in the Transfiguration improvement class, so this year's Transfiguration seventh-grade improvement class made an exception and was divided into two classes. This class is Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff's improvement class.

Several students of Beauxbatons who acted together with Ravenclaw's seventh grade sat at the back of the classroom, including Beauxbaton's warrior Fleur Delacour, who sat at a table by herself, blue Colored eyes have been staring at Camille from the moment she stepped into the classroom holding a basket of flowers.

After the class bell rang, McGonagall immediately introduced Camille to the class, "In the future Transfiguration courses, this Miss Camille will serve as my teaching assistant to assist my courses. Please rest assured, I guarantee that Camille will Miss's level of transfiguration is fully qualified for the position of a teaching assistant. Alright, let's start today's class——thank you Camille...As you can see, Miss Camille has sent a flower to each of you." Mai As he spoke, Ge picked up the flower on her desk, then pulled out his wand, aimed at the light pink flower, and after a few seconds of silence, he tapped a few times. The pink flower turned into a flower from the inside out. The appearance of a crystal-clear flower, it is impossible to tell that it was once a living flower that was just picked from the greenhouse of Professor Sprout of Herbology in the morning.

"Biotransformation crystal." Mag placed the flower in her hand by the candle flame on the podium, letting the crystal flower in her hand refract a colorful spectrum. Amidst the admiration of the students, she continued, "All of you I have learned the transformation between living and dead objects, but the transformation of crystals, especially gemstone crystals, is a major difficulty in transfiguration. The internal structure of these crystals, which is invisible to the naked eye, will affect their hardness and light refraction. and other characteristics."

"The requirement of NEWTs is 'change to the real gemstone, no obvious difference can be seen with the naked eye', which will also be the focus of our next study..."

For the next half of the class, they quickly copied notes under Professor McGonagall's explanation. Camille knew these things a long time ago, so she took out her book and read it.After seeing a paragraph, Camille raised his head to look at the seniors in the class. Just copying notes and listening to the lectures, these seventh-grade seniors already looked unhappy, but compared to Hogwarts It seems that these contents are a bit too difficult for the foreign guests from France. Not only did the other three students of Beauxbatons turn pale and their eyes were dull, even Fleur, who was a warrior, looked Gritting his teeth, he was copying notes.

With a casual glance, she could see several misspellings in Fleur's notes—it was obvious that she basically didn't know what Professor McGonagall was talking about.So maybe that's why France insisted on building its own magic school?Even though the English of this group of French people is quite good, there are still some language barriers when it comes to the more difficult and professional content of the seventh grade.

Tsk tsk, I really don't know what happened to Durmstrang, which accepts young wizards from other European countries to study. Camille sat on a high chair against the wall, with her feet up comfortably, it didn't matter. I secretly slandered myself.

Soon, Camille felt that someone was staring at her, and looked over according to the feeling. It turned out that Fu Rong, who was sitting in front of her, didn't know why she didn't copy the notes, but turned her head and stared at her.

"Why?" Camille jumped off the high chair and walked over to ask in a low voice. At any rate, she still remembered that she was a teaching assistant. Maybe people finally couldn't understand it?

But things were completely unexpected. Fleur glared at her first, not in an angry way, but Camille really couldn't figure out what kind of emotion she was holding. Then she opened her mouth, gritted her teeth and squeezed out the Voice: "Could you please stop staring at me!"

"Huh? When did I stare at you?" Camille felt baffled.

"You still don't admit it! Just now you have been staring at me since you sat back in your seat! Where is the gentlemanly demeanor of the British!" Fu Rong blushed and looked a little angry. Not to mention her thicker French accent.

"Oh, I was just thinking about something. And maybe you forgot? A gentleman is a man, and I am a woman, but rest assured, I am still very personable, and I have no interest in staring at you." After finishing speaking, Camille was too lazy to talk to this bizarre woman with high self-awareness, turned around and planned to sit back in her seat.

Camille didn't care at all whether this "foreign friend" would lie down and enter the medical wing angrily. It just so happened that Professor McGonagall finally finished the key points, and it was time for everyone to practice, and Camille was happy not to have to continue to sit Going back to the position of teaching assistant, which is easy to be misunderstood by this strange half-veela who thinks she is as beautiful as a goddess, she turned around and patrolled the classroom.

Since Professor McGonagall said that it takes a long time for the seventh grade to learn this topic, it probably will take a long time... Camille went around and felt that Professor McGonagall has not been angry for so many years It is really not easy for any disease to come.

Rubbing his forehead, he forced himself to take a few deep breaths, not to look at the "results" that some of the classmates turned into a black and unknown object, and some directly burned the flowers. Camille had to talk to Professor McGonagall. At the same time, the whole classroom ran around, taking new flowers, and dealing with the fire that even set the tables on fire.

"Huh?" This seems to be passable!Camille saw the tip of a flower on a table slightly crystallized, and was almost moved to tears. She rushed towards that table like a thirsty traveler in the desert seeing an oasis.

"It's not bad... um..." He choked his breath in his throat—so alive that the owner of this oasis is that half-veela!

"How is it? Do you have any comments? Miss Camille." Fleur raised her chin provocatively at Camille in front of her.

"Tch!" Camille sneered disdainfully, without even pulling out his wand, stretched out his hand, and wrapped the almost crystallized flower on the hibiscus table with his palm.

"See who you're talking to." Camille said sarcastically, and moved her hands away. The students who were secretly watching them out of curiosity gasped, while Fu Rong covered her mouth and widened her eyes. An unbelievable appearance - the flower is completely gone, replaced by a crystal flower, and it can be clearly seen with the naked eye that every section of it is perfect, and the petals of the crystal flower are completely transparent Crystal, and the center has a feeling of pink diamonds. The most peculiar thing is that even though it is completely invisible from the outside, it still has a floral fragrance!

"Boom!" The bell rang for the end of class. Camille ignored the students who packed up their things and left. Recently, I was trying to find a way to study the materials, otherwise she would be in a daze when Professor McGonagall explained the details!), but when she packed her schoolbag and stepped out of the Transfiguration classroom, there was a person blocking the door of the classroom, Fu Rong, the half-beautiful Miss baby.

Holding the crystal flower in her hand, Fu Rong seemed very confident and stopped Camille with confidence. Without saying a word of nonsense, she pointed to the center of the problem: "Miss Camille, would you like to join me in Christmas?" Christmas dinner?"