Hogwarts: You are a devil!

George's story-telling level is much better than that of the Ravenclaw prefect, especially the part after Louis left a break.

He described Louis as a tragic hero in ancient Greek epics, which made several sentimental witches cry.

"Good morning, brother Louis!" The moment he saw Louis in the Ravenclaw lounge, Qiu Zhang happily ran to him.

"Good morning! Sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

Louis smiled and touched Qiu Zhang's head. He went to bed too late last night and naturally got up late in the morning. Except for Qiu Zhang who was waiting for him, there was no one in the lounge.

"It didn't take long, I just got up." Qiu Zhang's eyes were wandering. She had gotten up long ago and waited in the lounge for more than an hour before Louis came out.

"Well, let's go eat."

Along the way, Louis recounted the adventure of the night before and explained the reason for his late rise.

"So that's it. It's such a pity that I didn't go on an adventure with you." Louis smiled. The smell in the underground pipes alone was enough to persuade Qiu Zhang to quit.

"The great hero of Ravenclaw is here!" The Ravenclaw wizards still in the auditorium cheered. Louis has scored one hundred points in the past two days, which is more than all the wizards in the academy combined.

The eaglets, who have never been interested in the House Cup, are actually too weak to win over Slytherin House...

With strong enthusiasm bursting out for the first time, the eaglets were gearing up to answer more questions in class and welcome the House Cup back to Ravenclaw House.

Unfortunately, a sudden news interrupted their enthusiasm for points.

——Professor McGonagall is going to hold open classes on the Quidditch pitch, and all students can go and listen to her lectures.

Even if there are classes in the morning, don't worry, Professor McGonagall has already discussed it with other professors.

Except for the ghost Professor Binns who teaches the history of magic, other professors have said that you can use the class as you like, as long as you control the little wizards and don't let them run around at will.

George, who was walking in the middle of the crowd, suddenly sneezed. For some reason, he had a bad feeling.

"Hey, how can we take this road? Don't we take this morning class?" George looked at the road to the Quidditch pitch and became more and more uneasy.

"Don't you know? Professor McGonagall is giving a public class today, and all students can go to class!"

Professor McGonagall! ! !George was stunned. He felt a big word "danger" written on his forehead.

"Um, my stomach feels uncomfortable. I'll go to the school doctor's office to see Fred first. Please help me ask for leave!"

Just as George was about to walk away, Wood suddenly walked in front of him, with a very cautious smile on his face.

"Where do you want to go? Professor McGonagall specifically asked us to take you there."

In line with Wood's words, the little wizards next to George turned their heads, with the same smile as Wood's on their faces.

"Hey hey hey, just go along honestly and don't embarrass the brothers. Otherwise, it's easy to hurt the friendship between classmates."

George swallowed, "Classmate, can you bear to watch me being tortured by Professor McGonagall for more than a year? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Wood and Rogers laughed, lifted George's arm under George's horrified gaze, and carried him toward the Quidditch pitch.

"Let me go, please, let me go, Professor McGonagall will kill me!" George kept begging for mercy.

Wood shook his head: "Sorry George, Professor McGonagall said that if we can't bring you to the stadium, she will treat us as teaching supplies."

The surrounding students all nodded and cast helpless looks at George.

"Teaching supplies! Let me go! Let me go quickly, I don't want to go over!" George struggled wildly, trying to free himself from the restraints of Wood and Rogers.

"No, subdue him!" Wood turned his head and motioned to the wizards in the team to subdue George.

"No! Don't!!!"

More than half of the wizards pulled out their wands, muttering to themselves that they didn't mean to do so while pulling out their wands.

Ten petrifying rays fell on George, and his voice stopped. Wood and Rogers held their hands, and the group walked to the Quidditch pitch.

Whenever the petrification spell is about to end, a wizard will be assigned to the team to replenish George's petrified state.

Until they successfully arrived at the Quidditch pitch, handed George to Professor McGonagall, and received her approving look.

Wood and the others were relieved that they no longer had to be used as teaching tools.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the huge Quidditch pitch was filled with little wizards. They occupied the four directions of the Quidditch pitch, using the college as the boundary.

In the center of the court are the loveless George and Professor McGonagall. The professor's wrinkled face is filled with an innocent smile.

She had thought about holding a public class on Transfiguration many years ago, but due to the lack of a suitable target for casting spells, this plan had always been kept in Professor McGonagall's mind.

Ahem!The professor cleared her throat, put her wand against her throat, and cast the Loud Voice Charm to ensure that every little wizard could hear her voice.

"Transfiguration is a very profound subject that is widely used in life and practical combat. Good transfiguration wizards may not necessarily be good at casting spells, but they are definitely good at fighting!"

"But it's a pity that as the future of the wizarding world, you don't pay much attention to the Transfiguration class! You think it is a useless fun class!" Professor McGonagall said coldly.

As a professor of Transfiguration for grades one to seven, she discovered a very serious problem, that is, no wizards paid attention to Transfiguration.

They spend their time on Charms, Potions, or playing. After completing the Transfiguration homework, they will not study Transfiguration in private, nor will they use the knowledge learned in Transfiguration.

In order to change this phenomenon and let more wizards understand the charm of the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall took the opportunity to hold this open class on Transfiguration.

"Today, I and Mr. George Weasley will demonstrate to everyone the usefulness of Transfiguration in life and combat."

George put on a forced smile and waved to greet the wizards.

"George? Is he the Gryffindor student you mentioned, brother, who went on the adventure with you?"

In the stadium stands, Qiu Zhang pulled the hem of Louis' clothes and asked curiously.

"Yes, he also has Fred, and Lee Jordan was my companion last night. It's just that he spoke ill of Professor McGonagall last night and was caught red-handed by Professor McGonagall."

Qiu Zhang covered her mouth in surprise. Due to the distance, she didn't see the hopeless expression on George's face, and thought that George took the initiative to be Professor McGonagall's assistant.

"He's so awesome. He actually dares to speak ill of the professor." Qiu Zhang said gloatingly.