HP Hogwarts, a piece of daily life

Draco's gray-blue eyes seemed to be shining, and he looked full of youthfulness.

He leaned over: "Can your Transfiguration technique conjure one?"

The requirements are too high.

Not to mention the fineness, I have never seen the real Optimus Prime Lin An!

But the Bumblebee movie still has an impression in my memory, so I should give it a try...

and many more!

Her true love is not a Transformer!

Lin An thought for a while, and made a suggestion: "You can first find each part shown in the comics, and implement it bit by bit with transfiguration."

"Or if you prefer, you can't be the only one in Slytherin who likes Muggle things?"

Lin An smirked:

"If everyone is responsible for one part, maybe you can see the finished product before the summer vacation. A huge Optimus Prime, more powerful and majestic than Hagrid."

Class and lineage are deeply ingrained, and a mere Transformer can't change much.

But, what about subtle changes, one year, two years... or even ten years?

Draco froze.

Judging by his expression, it's hard to say that he hasn't wavered.

Lin An laughed: "You can be in charge of the head, others can also be in charge of the arms, the chest and the back... just pretend that everyone is practicing magic."

It is not impossible for Lin An to conjure up a Lego template in memory.

But she knew that the Optimus Prime that Draco wanted must not be as small as Lego.

Sure enough, Draco began to hesitate.

And at this moment, Pan Xi also came over.

She still has black hair, and dark brown eyes are cold.

Seeing Lin An, he just nodded proudly, and then said to her with an indescribable expression: "I received your Christmas present—a terrible Muggle gift."

She snorted coldly: "Although I didn't throw it out of the manor this time, it may not be the case next time."

"how come?"

Lin An cried out in frustration: "I think hairpins match your hair very well. They are very, very dazzling. I have been picking them for a long time."

What was given to Pansy was a zircon hairpin carefully selected by her. Let alone whether it is worth money or not, it is really very shiny.

Especially under lights.

Against Pansy's dark hair, it must have been unexpectedly dazzling.

Lin An's performance...

Pansy froze.Then she pursed her lips a little nervously, then lowered her head in self-defeating, and said stiffly: "It really shines a little bit."

When he looked up again, he saw that Lin An had already started laughing.

Pan Xi glared at her viciously, turned around and left.

"By the way!" Lin An yelled behind her: "The dress you gave me is very, very beautiful! It suits me very, very well! I will definitely choose a perfect day to wear it!"

Pan Xi paused, then hurried away.

It was Draco who reacted: "What? Did you receive other clothes?"

Lin An: ...

At this moment, she could only bloom flowers in her mouth like a scumbag: "Don't be jealous of Draco, the dress Pansy sent is really pretty, but it's warmer and more practical than the one you gave me."

Draco: ...

Malfoy's gifts before were never considered warm and practical.

……

Compared with Slytherin's reserved and cautious, Gryffindor is much more lively.

In 1991... Ah no, "Amazing Comics" in early 1992 was far less popular than later generations, and the sales in London were even more pitiful.

But... come on, this is the magical world!

Anything is possible, people need heroes!

Especially Gryffindor.

Probably because there are many students from Muggle families. After everyone returned to the dormitory lively, Harry's two volumes of comics were obviously very interesting.

Popular with everyone.

Circulated from Ron's hands, almost all the freshmen got together and went through it, and finally passed it on to the senior grades, making the dilapidated book still look dilapidated after being superimposed with a few restoration spells Rotten, unbearable torment.

However, the two volumes of comics are too few, and the school has not officially started yet. Everyone has already started discussing the handsome and handsome Captain America, and some people even want to use transfiguration to make an identical shield...

It is with this kind of cheer that the Quidditch match is coming.

……

Lin An didn't know about it yet.

Perhaps the students of Slytherin were disgusted by their mouths, but how many of them were secretly captured by Optimus Prime, so that Quidditch didn't seem so popular anymore?

And, when she found out that storytelling was really promising in today's London, she spent her spare time earning her own survival funds.

Until Harry found it awkwardly.

When she asked her if there were any more Marvel comics, Lin An just remembered——

"Looks like you like it."

Harry nodded - who doesn't like a hero like that?

His green eyes are extraordinarily bright, and even the thick lenses can't stop the hope and longing in them.

But Lin An shook his head regretfully: "I picked this up in a second-hand bookstore, it's gone—or you can ask Hermione's family if they can help you buy it? Let the owl send it over."

"Come on," said Harry dejectedly, "I asked her, but Hermione—cough, cough!"

He cleared his throat, straightened his chest, and put on a haughty look with his chin slightly raised:

"Heroic characters are popular because of the heroic qualities they possess. There is no hero who is not good. Harry, if you can use this time to-"

[In view of the general environment,

Before he finished speaking, Lin An had already laughed.

Change the sentence pattern, change the analogy, all students who have been students have probably heard this, right?

It seems that for Xueba, this obsession is hard to understand.

She can only rest her chin with her hands:

"Then you can exchange your Galleons for some pounds back at Hogwarts—the procedures at Gringotts are really outrageous. Buy some more when you return to London during the summer vacation."

Book rentals are even open at Hogwarts.

But Lin An didn't say that.

There are really too few students in Hogwarts.The total number of students in a college may not necessarily be more than the number of students in a class when she was in school in her previous life.

There is really no market for this kind of business.

Harry didn't think of this at all, he just asked hesitantly: "Then...will you go to the Quidditch match?"

It's a cold day, sitting on the edge of the chilly arena, blowing the cold wind, watching a group of people chasing those violent balls...

Lin An expressed his gratitude and gratitude.

But seeing Harry's expression turn from anticipation to gloomy, she finally sighed:

"Okay, I'll go. But not cheering you on."

"It's all right," Harry laughed, with simple joy all over his body:

"I know, you're a Slytherin."

He blinked, his green eyes full of naughtiness.