The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

"It's true that you said you were going to find Professor Bubaji. I thought it was your temporary excuse to escape."

Loren shook his shoulder and bumped Hermione's shoulder as they walked towards the office of Charity Bubbaji in Muggle Studies.

"..." Hermione stared at the road ahead, looking like a little wizard going to the professor's office for the first time, concentrating on finding the way.

The windows in the corridor on the seventh floor are all open. As the floor gets higher, there is no longer the obstruction of the Forbidden Forest trees and outer towers, and breezes blow in from the outside. The gray sky is like a canvas, and the dark paint paints the clouds rolled together, making it slightly gloomy.

"I think you react quickly, but I also have some doubts. After all, you don't seem to be someone who lies to the professor...well, I don't usually lie."

"..." Hermione clenched her fists and then let go.

There was no point in Loren's words. He just wanted to talk. He didn't need Hermione to answer. He chattered all the way. Finally, he smacked his lips and looked at the sky outside: "When did you say it would rain heavily? How many people can learn from Arnie?" Where’s Mags?”

"There will be enough water vapor after the ice and snow melt, so it should rain soon." Hermione paused, "But Animagus needs thunderstorms. This is unpredictable. It may be a week or a month."

"Fortunately, Hogwarts is not in the desert, otherwise there won't be thunderstorms for several years." Loren bumped Hermione's arm again, "Remember to recite the spell every sunrise and sunset, or you will fail again. ."

Hermione gave him a roll of her eyes: "As long as you don't cause trouble, I will not fail."

"Slander me!"

"..."

Time passed by making jokes and attending classes. Loren teased Hermione every day, teased Crookshanks, and teased his classmates and roommates. A month passed in the blink of an eye.

In March 1994, there were several light rains, and some impatient lilacs had already bloomed. The small lavender flowers were very fragile. Once the rain hit them, and then the wind blew, a few petals were knocked off by the wind and rain, and they soon withered. Go down and slowly recover after a few days.

The sky was filled with lead clouds all month long, and the professors and wizards at Hogwarts could tell that a storm was coming.

The members of the Animagus teaching class were anxious. Some of the little wizards had not heard the second heartbeat, while others were tired of the incantation rituals twice every morning and evening. They were eagerly looking forward to the coming thunderstorm, hesitant and hesitant.

Thursday, March 31st.

The dome of the auditorium simulated the sky outside, with thick clouds piled up, so dark that no light could be seen. If it weren't for the hundreds of floating magic candles, it would have been as if it was buried under a black lake.

The young wizards gathered in the auditorium to practice the Patronus Charm. Professor Lupine and eleven assistants shuttled among the crowd, guiding others in their spellcasting.

In addition to Harry, Loren, Hermione, Neville and Cedric, six more senior wizards summoned the Patronus Charm and were recruited into the teaching assistant team.

When there were more assistants, some started to take action. After Loren finished coaching a few people, he touched the side of the stage.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick are chatting here. In fact, they are also considered teaching assistants. If the young wizard takes the initiative to ask for advice, the two professors will not hesitate to provide guidance. But due to some complex and difficult-to-understand psychological reasons, very few people ask for advice.

"The newly added young wizards who have summoned the Patronus of entities are all seniors. It seems that magic principles and knowledge reserves also have a certain impact on practicing the Patronus Charm." Professor Flitwick said, "From the perspective of the academy, there is not much The difference, I thought it would be easier for Hufflepuff and Gryffindor wizards, they are always more likely to feel satisfied and happy."

"The branching is only a reference and cannot be used to judge the students' personalities." Professor McGonagall nodded. "Many students in the upper grades have sufficient accumulation. The vivid memories of the Christmas vacation and the stimulation of the Boggart have made many Everyone can succeed.”

"But..." Professor Flitwick frowned, "There is a big difference between the dementors disguised as boggarts and the real dementors. I am worried that many students will not be able to release them at all when they encounter real dementors. Patronus."

"You are right, Filius..." Professor McGonagall sighed softly, "They are not just dementors. They have never experienced a real battle, and the knowledge they have now does not belong to them."

"I hope they never meet..."

"..."

There was a brief silence between the two.

A few minutes later, Professor Flitwick looked at the silvery-white light that filled the auditorium, thought for a while, raised his neck and said: "Minerva, should we consider setting aside a special place for a training ground? Since Lockhart arrived, From our school onwards, there will be more scenes of group practice like this.”

"Hmm..." Professor McGonagall thought for a few seconds with a serious face, "You're right, there are still many abandoned classrooms. When the summer vacation comes this year, I will combine several classrooms on the second floor to serve as a training ground."

Several young wizards around caught a glimpse of Professor McGonagall's expression, whispered a few words, and moved a few steps further away.

Just as the little wizards were focusing on the radiance of the Patronus at the tip of their wands, a ray of light suddenly burst out from among the black clouds in the dome. The strong light that burst out at that moment even overwhelmed hundreds of candles and the radiance of the Patronus. It forked into countless lightning bolts that tore through the darkness.

The little wizards were startled by the sudden flash of lightning, and the auditorium fell silent for a moment——

Boom!

A few seconds later, deafening rolling thunder resounded throughout the auditorium, not only from the Magic Dome, but also from the sky outside the castle - the first thunderstorm in 1994 had arrived!

"It's thundering!"

George shouted loudly, which instantly ignited the entire auditorium, and the voices of the little wizards boiled up:

"Animagus..."

"The first thunder..."

"Transformation...the second heartbeat..."

Chirping, together they were vaguely louder than the thunder just now.

"Quiet!"

The loud voice overwhelmed the noise that filled the auditorium. Loren rubbed his ears and looked to the side. He saw Professor McGonagall holding the wand against his neck. The "loud" blessed voice reached the ears of every little wizard. :

"All members of the Animagus teaching class must gather in the foyer and be taken to the edge of the Forbidden Forest by the prefects of each college! Hurry!"

After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, she gave Professor Flitwick a few words of advice and hurried towards the foyer.

The prefects of each college led them to the foyer while counting the number of people. Loren squeezed through the chaotic crowd to join Hermione.

This was the first real Animagus transformation involving many young wizards at the same time. The auditorium was filled with excited young wizards, and the voices of low-pitched discussions turned into a loud and noisy sound that could not be heard clearly. The little wizard had to speak louder. Under this feedback, the sound in the auditorium became more and more noisy.

Loren and Hermione exchanged a few words, but found that this was too strenuous, so they tacitly quieted down. Harry and Ron, who wished they could shout themselves hoarse, followed Percy all the way to the entrance hall.

"Follow me!"

Professor McGonagall didn't say much, nodded to Percy, and walked out of the castle first.

Looking at the pouring rain, Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and the hidden magic of transfiguration solidified a thin film of air in mid-air.

The water droplets fell half a meter above the head, as if they were falling on a transparent roof, flowing along the air eaves to both sides. On the way, they merged with other raindrops to form small streams of water, and fell to the ground with a splash.

The little wizards only marveled at Professor McGonagall's magical transformation for a few seconds, and soon turned their attention to the upcoming Animagus ceremony.

Loren leaned closer and asked, "Hermione, do you feel the second heartbeat?"

Hermione nodded, then shook her head: "I can't tell clearly. The heartbeat does change, but I don't know if it's a second heartbeat."

"That's it." Loren affirmed, "Professor McGonagall said that in this case, the second heartbeat is not stable, but as long as it appears, it means the time is ripe."

"I hope I won't fail again..." Hermione was so nervous that her throat became tight.

Loren held her hand and pinched her white fingertips in his palm: "It won't fail. You have fully mastered the theoretical knowledge of human body deformation, and you have also experienced deformation."

Loren paused for a moment: "It doesn't matter if you fail, you can just try again."

"I don't want to do it again." Hermione cried sadly. Although she had the relief of having cheek bags, she really didn't want to taste the taste of mandrake again.

"Then I won't study."

"no!"

"..."

Loren was doing some psychological work for Hermione in a nice voice. In fact, she could still stand it without comforting her. The more he comforted her, the more Hermione wanted to reveal her inner tension.

Next to them, Harry, Ron, George and Fred were completely different. They laughed together and imagined what their Animagus form was. From time to time, they teased Neville, who was also shaking with nervousness, and kept saying something. Ask for experience——

It is not the experience of transformation, it is the experience of becoming a lion.

Neville, who was originally nervous, was a little dumbfounded, but he relaxed.

Professor McGonagall stopped in front of a beech tree and looked at the young wizards with a serious expression: "Go dig out your secret medicine, but remember not to transform rashly. In order to prevent accidents, try to stay under the professor's control. Take care of the transformation!"

As if in response to her words, Snape, Flitwick and Professor Sprout walked out from the back of the team. Only then did the young wizards realize that the professor had been following them.

The pouring rain turned into water and divided into two sides. If anyone paid attention to the water flow, they would find that the heavy rain outside avoided the two transparent human figures. The two people who were blessed with the Illusion Charm quickly ran into the Forbidden Forest and disappeared without a trace. No trace.

Loren didn't notice the water flow, but he noticed the bright magic light. Dumbledore turned to smile at him before leaving.

Loren: "..."

The little wizards didn't see Professor Lupine and only thought he was maintaining order in the castle. However, several people who learned the secret were different.

Hermione whispered worriedly: "This is the first thunderstorm this year, and Professor Lupin also transformed today."

Harry and Ron also came over, their expressions no longer as excited as before, and they also noticed the missing Professor Lupin.

Loren said in a voice that only they could hear: "Don't worry, just now... today is not a full moon, and Dumbledore is taking care of it."

The three of them felt relieved, and the group turned around and rushed into the rain, scattering in different directions. The other little wizards who had buried the secret medicine also left one after another.

Loren followed behind Hermione, raising his wand in his right hand to maintain the umbrella.

Half a meter above the two people's heads, a transparent water film stretched out. Rainwater fell on the water film and melted in after a few gentle tremors. The thicker and thicker water film poured out some water from time to time.

Professor McGonagall's method of making an air umbrella gave Loren some inspiration, but he was still unable to use the transformation spell on the air like Professor McGonagall, so Loren made a small improvement and applied the transformation spell to the rain, achieving the goal of A similar effect.

Not far away, Hermione quickly came to the beech wood marked last time. After a few floating spells, she dug out the crystal bottle. The originally transparent secret medicine had turned into blood red.

When they returned to the meeting point, many young wizards had also returned, each gathering in front of their own dean, preparing to drink the secret medicine and transform.

About three minutes later, all the little wizards came back. Professor McGonagall once again put the wand to her throat and gave her final instructions:

"Remember to recite the incantation first and then drink the potion!"

"Strong pain is normal. After that, the two heartbeats in your body will alternate, which is very intense. Feel this heartbeat carefully, and the image of the animal that is about to transform will appear in your mind!"

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and her voice became louder: "No matter what kind of animal it is, it must show no fear. It is already too late to escape at this time."

"Clothes and items such as glasses or jewelry can fuse into the skin and turn into hair, scales or claws. It's normal to feel panic, it's animal instinct."

"But don't resist, don't lose your mind! Otherwise the animal's head will manipulate your body to do stupid things, like dashing around or urinating, throwing things around..."

"When changing back to human form, you must imagine your human form as clearly as possible. Usually this is enough, but if the transformation does not happen immediately, don't panic. Calm down for a while and try again..."

Professor McGonagall looked at the uncontrollable excitement and nervousness on the little wizard's face, paused, and said in a relaxed tone: "There are four professors here, so you don't have to worry about safety, even if you become Gorgon, We can change you back too!"

"But if you lose your mind and do something stupid, you will be laughed at by others for the rest of your life!"

The little wizards did not expect that Professor McGonagall, who was always serious, would make a joke at this time. They couldn't help laughing, and the tension in their hearts was once again reduced a bit.

"let's start!"

After hearing the professor's words, Hermione held the wand in her right hand and the crystal bottle in her left hand, her hands trembling slightly.

Just as she was about to start the ceremony, Hermione suddenly remembered something, looked up at Loren, and threatened in a trembling voice: "No matter what I become, you are not allowed to laugh!"

"I promise!"

Loren agreed simply. Seeing the change in the luster in her eyes, he knew that this person was not well-intentioned, so he simply proposed it himself: "Don't think too much, as long as the transformation is successful, I will agree to whatever you ask for."

"!!"

Hermione felt the tension within her completely dissipate.

Full of fighting spirit!