[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

The next morning, the weather was as gray as the day before, with drizzle. Tom was a bit unaccustomed to getting up so early - in order to escape Peter's poor cooking skills or Snape's to some extent poor cooking skills (one less meal is one less meal), he usually chose to leave breakfast He fell asleep. For this reason, the Dark Lord once teased him that this was the routine of a noble young master.

In O. W. This year, their classes were also arranged much more compactly, with two Charms classes in the morning followed by two Transfiguration classes. Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall both spent fifteen minutes emphasizing O to the whole class. W. Importance of Ls exam.

"You must remember," said the short Professor Flitwick shrilly, standing as usual on a pile of books so that he could see the class from the podium, "these exams may affect you There are many years ahead! If you haven’t seriously considered your career yet, you should do so now. In the meantime, I’m afraid we all have to work harder than before to ensure that you all perform at your best. !”

Then they spent more than an hour reviewing the Flying Charm. According to Professor Flitwick, this was their O. W. Content that will definitely be included in the Ls exam. Tom sat idle on the cushion - they were originally going to work in pairs and use flying spells to summon the cushions in each other's hands to fly over, but as soon as he thought about it, his magical mist expanded with a roar. In the past, I simply rolled back the cushions in other people’s hands.

——Just like a group of dogs happily wagging their tails and playing Frisbee with their owners.

He was then banned from practice by Professor Flitwick.

"Master your own magic first!" He said to Tom with an unprecedented severity. "Before that, any magic you use will be irresponsible...both to you and to others."

Before get out of class ended, Professor Flitwick also assigned a large number of spells as homework for the first time.

"This is just the beginning! We all need to work harder!" he warned sharply.

The situation in Transfiguration is not much better, if not worse.

"Without serious study, practice, and application," Professor McGonagall said seriously, "you will not be able to pass the O.W.Ls exam. I think that as long as you invest time and energy, all the students in this class will not be able to pass the O.W.Ls exam." The reason is that I can’t get the O.W.Ls certificate from the Transfiguration Course.”

Neville sighed in disbelief.

"Yes, the same goes for you, Mr. Longbottom." Professor McGonagall's eyes fell on him, "There is nothing wrong with your operation, you just lack confidence. So... today we are going to start learning the vanishing spell. The vanishing spell is better than The summoning spell that you usually practice when you reach the N.E.W.Ts level is simpler, but it is still the most difficult spell that will appear in your O.W.Ls exam."

"Mr. Locke? Please don't cast the spell easily before you are sure." She also reminded Tom, and then began to explain the key points of the disappearing spell.

Tom could only shrug.

Professor McGonagall's reminder is of course correct. The Disappearing Curse is much more dangerous than the Coming Curse. If this thing gets out of control, it can probably directly become an alien space exile technique? He didn't want to use an experimental spell to directly transform into an illegally traveling office executive and disappear most of the classmates in the classroom.

Hermione only succeeded in making her snail disappear after the third try. No one else could make their snail disappear - this refers to the disappearance of the entire snail. Draco lost half of the snail and left half of it. The sticky stump made him jump back suddenly, for fear of soiling his clothes.

"Be firm enough! Mr. Malfoy." Professor McGonagall hurried over and cleared up the mess for him with a wave of her wand.

"You can use my snail," Tom suggested kindly. He had long felt uncomfortable looking at the shiny mucus traces left behind by the snail's crawling.

"If you would hand it over," Draco said deliberately.

Tom immediately chose to remain quiet.

Draco snorted and used a short flying spell to get the snail from Tom's desk to his own.

When they went to take Care of Magical Creatures class in the afternoon, the weather had not improved. It was still cold and windy, mixed with drizzle. Professor Graplan stood waiting for her classmates ten meters away from the door of Hagrid's hut. In front of her was a long trestle table with many twigs placed on it.

"Is everyone here?" Professor Grapeland asked gruffly when he saw the Slytherin and Gryffindor students arriving, "Let's get started. Who can tell me what the names of these things are?" ?”

She pointed to the pile of twigs in front of her. I saw the thin branches on the table rise in response, and suddenly jumped into the air, revealing their true colors. Each one looked like an elf made of wood, each with brown, lumpy legs and arms. There are two branch-like fingers on the hands, and two small round brown eyes shine on each flat, bark-like funny face.

"Bowtruckle..." Tom murmured their names and couldn't help but take two steps back. These little baubles are tree protectors and typically live on wand trees - making them popular with wandmakers.

At this time, Hermione also raised her hand high and answered Professor Graplan's question.

"Five points for Gryffindor." Professor Grapeland said, grabbing a handful of something like brown rice and throwing it to the dead branch-like animals. They immediately pounced on it and started eating. "Yes, these animals are tree protectors." Miss Granger is right about hunchbacks. They usually live on trees whose branches can be used to make wands. Does anyone know what they eat?"

"Bitch," Hermione replied immediately, glancing amusedly at Tom, who had just quietly retreated away from the moving balls of brown rice, "and fairy eggs, if they can get them." if."

"Good boy, five more points. So, if you need to collect leaves or wood from the tree where the Bowtruckle lives, you'd better prepare a gift of some earthworms to attract their attention and appease their mood. They don't look like much. Dangerous, but if provoked, they will dig out people's eyes with their fingers. As you can see, their fingers are very sharp, and touching people's eyeballs is not fun."

"So..." Professor Graplan clapped his hands, "Everyone goes to the basket on the side to get a string of bracelets, and then comes over to get some country turtles. At least three people form a group, and each group gets a bowtruckle to study. Take a moment. I hope that before get out of class ends, each of you will complete a sketch, marking each part of the Bowtruckle's body - this will be counted as your usual share."

"What bracelet?" Tom asked Hermione quietly.

"Protective measures." Hermione hurriedly pulled him to queue. "If any magical animal intends to hurt people, the protection charm attached to the bracelet can ensure our safety - I mean non-large magical animals, three-headed dogs or fire dragons. Don’t even think about it. But the Bowtruckle’s fingers, the little snails that breathe fire, etc. are fine.”

This feeling is quite novel. This was not the case in previous Care of Magical Creatures classes. It seems that as long as a door to new thinking is opened for wizards, they will naturally apply it in all aspects.

When receiving the Bowtruckle, Malfoy deliberately jumped in line and grabbed the largest Bowtruckle before Hermione could reach out her hand. Hermione sneered at this childish way of grabbing the attention of friends and seeking revenge.

"What's the use of catching the big ones?" she said impatiently, "You have to choose a quiet one, otherwise how will you draw them?"

"Uh... a holding spell?" Tom said.

"Do you really want to antagonize the Bowtruckles? Then every time you walk in the woods, you have to beware of sneak attacks by these little things? Even the wood of your wand may be cursed?" Hermione asked, " Take it—the Bowtruckle or the Bowtruckle, you have to choose one to hold!"

Tom reluctantly chose to use the magical mist to roll up the bowtruckle from a distance.

"Ron——"

"Uh," Ron glanced at the moving hucksters in awe, "I'm going to find a flat ground for painting?"

Hermione chose to roll her eyes upwards.