Hogwarts of a certain magic

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After the divination class was over, and walking on the road, Qiu commented.

"Can't say that, I think she is still very good.

For example, Heloise’s prophecy, "Be careful of the wizard with the name L," right?"Marietta retorted.

"What do you think, William?"

"I don't know." William shrugged.

He never made too many comments in a field he didn't understand.

Not a professional, it is easy to be slapped in the face, he still understands this truth.

Generally speaking, everyone still holds a polarizing attitude towards the level of Professor Trelawney.

Some think she is great; some think she is just running the train with her mouth full, and is an old liar.

There is still a small group of people waiting. After all, she made a lot of predictions in the first class, and everyone is waiting to be fulfilled.

As for Heloise...

She shivered, not only to be careful of wizards with L in the letter, but also to prevent kidnapping, imprisonment, abuse...

"Are you coming next time?" Qiu asked.

"Forget it, I'm going to a math and divination class next class." William shook his head.

"This course is really as Professor McGonagall said, just read the book casually."

William is now very curious about the results of Professor McGonagall's divination class.

She must have not learned how to lie, otherwise she could get a certificate with her eyes closed.

Everyone walked through the corridor while chatting, and was attracted by a group of second-graders.

They were covered in mud and came chattering.

Neville's four roommates were even more panting and lifting him.

If it's night, this is a lively scene of corpse picking up in a nightclub, or a plot full of big men.

Harry, who was holding Neville's leg, saw Qiu next to William, suddenly showing a kidney deficiency, and signaled everyone to take a break.

"Hi, William!" Hermione separated from her two roommates, walked over, and said hello."The divination class is over?"

"It's over, what's the matter on your face?" William couldn't help laughing.

Hermione's face is muddy, I don't know, she thought she had just participated in Bey's Wilderness Survival.

"Mud? I didn't pay attention. We just finished the herbal medicine class with Professor Sprout."

The girl raised her face, and William took out a tissue from his pocket and gently wiped her cheeks.

Immediately stretched out her finger and bounced her forehead, then shrank her hand and smiled: "What's the matter with Neville?"

"Neville's earmuffs were not properly worn, and I heard Mandela grass crying." Hermione explained.

Mandela grass cries deadly, but when he was young, he could only make the wizard unconscious for a few hours.

Obviously, Neville was recruited.

Harry was not far away, holding Neville's trouser legs in his left hand, and tidying his messy hair with his right hand, trying to maintain a good image in front of Qiu.

If it wasn't Neville, he would probably throw the opponent directly on the ground.

After all, holding Neville's legs and a muddy body, it doesn't look too handsome at all.

Qiu slowly approached...

Harry's heart was beating suddenly, and it was about to pop out of his chest. This was what he had dreamed of in his dream!

What, is it going to happen?

Harry couldn't help but raised his face, looking at Qiu with expectant eyes.

But Qiu didn't look at Harry, his attention was on Neville.

She took her wand and poked Neville cautiously, to see if he was still alive.

Harry suddenly envied Neville, wondering if he pretended to faint now, would Qiu come to breathe.

Watching Harry raise his face and look expectantly, such an obvious hint, Ron consciously wiped him with his muddy robe.

Harry gave Ron a fierce look.

Ron was a little bit inexplicable, and a little injured. Harry was not like that when whispering in bed last night!

Soon, the Gryffindor students continued to carry Neville to Madame Pomfrey.

The students of William and Ravenclaw walked towards the transfiguration classroom.Single Pen Fun Pavilion www.dschwx.com

The outside of the transfiguration classroom was crowded with students, everyone was standing in the corridor, no one went in.

This is unusual!

William and Qiu looked from the door, Professor McGonagall was standing inside, talking to a very short humpback witch.

-Gusrda Marchban!

William immediately recognized the witch.

The two met at the Merlin Medal award ceremony, and Dumbledore helped him widen his contacts.

After learning Animagus, she also wrote a congratulatory letter to William and asked for details.

Professor McGonagall is talking to her respectfully.Professor Macchiban was a little confused, she was only a foot away from McGonagall, but her voice was very loud when she answered.

"The journey is very smooth, the journey is very smooth, child," she said loudly."You are still so beautiful."

Calling Professor McGonagall a child... there is nothing wrong with calling it that way.

Professor Marchban is older than Dumbledore.

In fact, when Dumbledore took the NEWTs exam, it was Professor Marcheban who tested his metamorphology and spells.

Dumbledore is now over a hundred years old, and it is normal for Professor Marcheban to be 130 or four years old.

The maximum lifespan of a wizard is much longer than that of a Muggle, even if it does not rely on such items as the Philosopher's Stone.

"By the way, Albus, why didn't you come to see me, did you deliberately avoid me!"

She looked around carefully, as if hoping that Dumbledore would suddenly emerge from a corner.

Macchiban admired Dumbledore!

The kind that I particularly appreciate.

She suddenly saw William at the door and beckoned enthusiastically.

Under the gaze of all the students, William walked in.

"Hello Professor Macchiban, why are you here?" William said respectfully.

"Can't I come?" The old man smiled.

"Is it on behalf of the Ministry of Magic to register my Animagus?" William asked.

"That's just a part. I came to you today, and I have several responsibilities." Professor Macchiban said.

"According to the registration process of the Ministry of Magic..." Professor Marcheban waved his magic wand, and a sheepskin roll floated in mid-air.

"Are you thirteen years old now?"

"Yes."

Quill quickly registered.

"You learned Animagus in school?"

"Yes, Professor McGonagall taught me when I was in the second grade."

"It's amazing!" Marchiban praised, "You can learn Animagus at your age...a great genius!

This evaluation, I only said to Albus back then, in the NEWT exam that year, I personally tested his transfiguration and spells.

He is a seventeen-year-old boy who uses a magic wand to conjure magic that I have never seen before, and I have been following him ever since."

Don't look at Macchibaan being much older than Dumbledore, but it seems to be his "little sister", and I would like to mention Dumbledore in a few words.

Obviously, the principal's refusal to show up was deliberately avoiding this over-enthusiastic grandmother.

"Then child, can you cast it, show me, I need to register your characteristics, and make sure you are not cast by the blood curse."

The blood curse is a vicious and complicated black magic. Once it is hit by this magic, it will eventually become an animal forever, unable to return to a human form.

"Recently, the mysterious circus has started to move quietly again?" Professor McGonagall said worriedly.

"Yes, they can always get blood cursed orcs to perform. I doubt them..."

Professor Marchban stopped, obviously not wanting to talk more in front of William.

William was confused when he heard it. It seemed that his little gold-medal spy wasn't very good, and he didn't get the information. He was going to go back and ask Nicol.

Under the expectation of Professor Macchiban, William immediately became a sea eagle.

All the students gathered around the door and exclaimed.

Applause came from the crowd!

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