HP Magic Biography

Harry and Fan Lin have had a hard time these few days, and the reason is of course the petrified Mrs. Norris.

Even though it has been proven to Dumbledore that Mrs. Norris was not caused by the two of them, the Hogwarts students don't think so.

Especially when everyone saw the writing written in blood on the wall, it didn't look like a prank at all.

A faint sense of uneasiness spread from the hearts of all the little wizards.

Early this morning, when everyone was eating breakfast, someone pointed at Fan Lin and the others from time to time, as if they had decided that these things had something to do with them.

Forget it, Harry, don't worry about these things. Fan Lin patted Harry on the shoulder, although everyone's stares made them very uncomfortable.

And just now, Fred and George jokingly praised Harry and Van Lin for petrifying that damned cat.

This made Harry extremely angry. But fortunately, Harry didn't explode like this. Under the persuasion of the three, Harry finally stabilized his mood a little. Although, the Veles brothers have been trying to get rid of that damn cat.

You know, Fred and George were just joking. Ron said awkwardly, his two brothers caused him a lot of trouble.

Vanlin...Harry... Laura walked over from the door, but his status as a Slytherin made him look out of place with Gryffindor.

Or, I will testify for you and let everyone know that this matter has nothing to do with you.

No need, Laura. Fan Lin smiled wryly. Actually, it's useless. No one would believe it. Besides, many Gryffindors even celebrated what happened to Mrs. Norris.

What are you doing, Laura Chris? Malfoy's voice came from Slytherin's long table, and he and his two idiots walked here step by step.

Are you groveling to the savior? Or are you looking at him, a man with a split head? The words were full of ridicule towards Harry, which was Malfoy's usual style.

Malfoy, you're really disgusting... Laura looked at Malfoy who walked in with gloomy eyes, she wished she could slap Malfoy hard on his face a few times.

Why, what I said offended you, Laura Chris?

Malfoy, you must have brushed your teeth with cow dung in the morning... Hermione glared at Malfoy.

Shut up, Mudblood! Malfoy looked at Hermione viciously, But you're not going to be here for a few days, are you?

After speaking, without waiting for Grando's people to respond, Malfoy walked away with his two followers without looking back.

Sorry... Laura bowed deeply to Hermione.

It's not your fault, Laura. Hermione waved her hand quickly, and Laura's apology made her very awkward.

No, I'm apologizing to you on behalf of the wizarding family. Malfoy's style has seriously discredited this honor.

All of a sudden, everyone fell silent. The lineage of wizards is a very taboo word nowadays. After all, there was once such a person who almost destroyed the entire magic world under the banner of blood lineage theory.

I think mine is out of here. After finishing speaking, Laura hugged her book, turned around and walked out of the hall.

The first class is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class. In view of the majesty of Professor McGonagall, no one dares to be late for even a minute.

The four of Fan Lin hurried to the classroom to find a seat and prepare. This class was held with Slytherin. In view of what happened in the hall just now, after Fan Lin and others came in, they just asked Laura, Slytherin, Zhelin's new friend nodded and stopped looking. Malfoy was lying lazily on the table, just when Fan Lin and the others passed by him, Malfoy snorted coldly at Hermione with malicious intentions.

Okay, turn to page 143 of your textbook. What we are going to learn today is to turn living things into dead things. Everyone knows this spell, right?

Professor McGonagall took out his wand and tapped lightly on the parrot on the desk.

VeraVerto (boiled Lavado)!

The living parrot changed its current form extremely quickly, and a beautiful crystal goblet stayed where the parrot stood on the desk.

This is a necessary means for Professor McGonagall to teach. Superb casting of spells can always attract the attention of most young wizards, but unfortunately, today's situation does not apply, and everyone's attention is not on learning.

Who can demonstrate? Professor McGonagall glanced around, It's you, Mr. Ron Veles.

Ron sat up straight with a look on his face, not sure if his wand was up to the job.

Ron's fat mouse, Scabbers, was sluggishly lying on the table without a little finger. Ron's transformation object was this stupid mouse.

VeraVerto (boiled Lavado)!

This time Ron's wand did not spew out unnecessary black smoke and magic sparks as before, but the effect of the spell was not satisfactory.

Mouse Banban's body kept surging, and soon turned into the shape of a goblet, if that could be counted as a cup.

The whole body of the cup is covered with spotted fur, which looks very disgusting, and there is a mouse tail beside the cup, which is still shaking constantly, which looks very funny.

I think, Mr. Veles, you must change your wand as soon as possible. Professor McGonagall said seriously, but no one laughed, and the atmosphere in the class was still so quiet.

Hermione raised her hand suddenly. As the top student in the class, Hermione was deeply in love with Professor McGonagall.

Would you like to demonstrate, Miss Granger? Professor McGonagall pushed up her glasses, and she was glad that the classroom had returned to the old atmosphere. But this was not what Professor McGonagall wanted.

I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall. Hermione frowned, looking seriously at Professor McGonagall, Can you tell us something about that secret room?

Hermione's voice kept echoing in the classroom, and everyone kept their eyes on Professor McGonagall.

Miss Granger... Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, she wanted to refuse this request that had nothing to do with the class.

Professor McGonagall was walking back and forth in front of the classroom. She felt everyone's hearts, and she was now thinking about telling the gains and losses of this matter.

Okay, Miss Granger... Professor McGonagall turned pale, Then I will tell you about this secret room.