Hogwarts Archmage

"It's seven o'clock."

"I know."

"you're awake?"

"You came here at 06:30." Ma En opened his eyes: "If you don't mind, I think you can carry me over for a while. I don't like to wear clothes when I sleep."

"of course."

"What time did you wake up?"

"Six o'clock." Ma En said while putting on clothes: "I am used to waking up at six o'clock every day, spending 15 minutes washing up, and then coming back to lie down until seven o'clock."

"Isn't that hair washed in vain? It exploded again."

Ma En snapped his fingers, and his hair undulated like waves from root to root, "Don't forget, this is a magical world."

"Oh~ It's really practical."

"A simple little magic, I developed it for the most comfortable 45 minutes every day. If you want to learn it, I can teach you."

Esther touched her silky black hair: "I think Ms. Granger may need this magic more than I do."

"No, I like her furry look, although she may not be so happy." Ma En fastened the last button and looked at the mirror in the bedroom: "And she shouldn't want to get close to me too much, after all, that The boy who called her names on the train was my cousin.”

"you like her?"

Ma En thought for a while, "Not really, I just admire her for some reasons, just like I admire Professor McGonagall, the kind without complicated emotions, simple appreciation."

"You sound like you know Hermione very well."

"Okay, I'm thinking about another issue now." Ma En changed the subject and looked at Esther, who was looking at him with satisfaction, "Why are you here."

"I didn't know anything about the wizarding world before. You are the only one I know among my classmates, and you are from the same college. Who else would I look for if I didn't look for you in class?"

"Fair enough. But we should go eat first."

Before leaving, Ma En also called a few people in the same dormitory to prevent them from being late. These people were a little sleepy.

Seamus and Neville both sat up and started to get dressed, while Ron and Harry squinted their eyes and continued to sleep. They didn't know what time they played last night.

……

In the last row of the classroom, near the door, Marn and Esther each slowly ate a handful of melon seeds. There was a small box in the middle of the table to hold the skins of melon seeds peeled off with their fingernails.Other little wizards are preparing in advance with books and pens.

One of them had studied the course under the guidance of a tutor a long time ago, and the other had memorized the entire book. Therefore, although it was the first time to attend school, he did not feel nervous.

Professor McGonagall, who was squatting on the desk, knew their situation, and also wanted to give the little wizard who came late a "surprise", so he ignored them for the time being.

Ma En took out a pocket watch and looked at it. At 58:[-], after placing the pocket watch on the table, he put a few peeled melon seeds on a piece of paper in the middle of the table and whispered:

"I bet six melon seeds that they will be late."

"You are inviting me to participate in a bet that is destined to lose." Esther peeled six melon seeds and put them on the paper: "But... why not do it."

The classroom was quiet except for the sound of books being turned. The sound that Harry and Ron made when they banged on the door could be called a loud bang.

Ma En pointed to the watch on the table, feeling a little proud. Just when he was about to grab the melon seeds, a hand that looked a little dry due to aging held a small paper bag and put it in front of him, and he pointed at it.

Professor McGonagall had finished training the two unlucky children and came over.

The two people looked at each other, and finally honestly put the remaining melon seeds and melon seed peels in their hands.

"Mr. Langley, if I were you, I would not bring melon seeds to the classroom and distribute them to my classmates, do you think so?" Professor McGonagall's voice sounded in his ears. The edge sounded.

"Yes, Professor...sorry..."

"And Miss Esther." She looked at Esther next to her again, "I think you wouldn't mind helping Mr. Langley clean the classroom after class without using magic."

"Of course, Professor, I'm sorry..."

"Very well, now you can open your textbooks."

Mag nodded, walked back to the podium, and began to teach the first class to these little wizards.

Esther's talent is very good, maybe because of her intelligence or other reasons. She just started learning a month in advance and learned a lot of magic.

Knowing that she was destined to be a Gryffindor, she devoted a lot of energy to the Transfiguration class in charge of the dean, and had learned almost everything in this school year before the start of school.

Not to mention Marne, Old Walder's various magics are of a high level. Although he may not be as specialized as Professor McGonagall in terms of transfiguration alone, no matter who is asked to evaluate it, They are all at a master level.

When eating in the morning, they met McGonagall, who also got up very early. After a little time of negotiation, the progress of the two people in class would not be the basis for extra points. This pair of young wizards who had just started learning magic would be A blow.

As compensation, the professor will guide them in the deeper use of transfiguration.

Professor McGonagall was very serious. She sternly warned the little wizards not to cause trouble in her class before she started teaching.

Transfiguration is different from other courses. This is something Ma En is well aware of. When he first started, he also memorized a lot of complicated and difficult things before he started trying it. It was the same here. The little wizards were very powerful in McGonagall. After writing a lot of things off the court, each person got a match and started to make preliminary attempts.

But until the end of get out of class, only Hermione got a rare smile from the professor.

other people……

Harry was actually quite panicked at first when he saw that his matches had no changes, but then he felt relieved because everyone else's matches had no changes.Ron's wand was even sparking, probably because it was too old and didn't fit his personality.

Except for Marne and Esther, all the little wizards seemed a little trembling under the strong aura of Professor McGonagall.

The two of them didn't even move their wands, hiding in the back corner and whispering.

"I hope these poor children won't be frightened. Over time, they may find that Professor McGonagall is actually quite cute." Esther whispered, "If they have a pair of eyes that are good at discovery."

Ma En tried his best to recall the plot that became blurred over time in his mind: "I think most people should not be able to see it, at least before the fifth grade."

"Why fifth grade?"

"Because 16 is a watershed, and 22 is another."

"Where do you get all these unreasonable theories?"

Ma En smoothed his drooping hair and said, "You can call me a brain reconstruction expert."