Hogwarts: You are a devil!

"It's so perfunctory!" Qiu Zhang pouted, obviously not very satisfied with Louis' answer, but she didn't say anything and sat down next to Louis in relief.

"Professor McGonagall is doing well! Let me tell you, if the professor hadn't been comforting me, telling me not to be nervous, and teaching me how to cast the petrification spell, I might not have been able to say a single spell!"

As she sat down, Qiu Zhang said with a happy face that if it weren't for Professor McGonagall's guidance when she was on the court, she would probably have made a big joke.

There are rumors that first-year students at Hogwarts don't know enough about their abilities to challenge their professors even if they don't know how to cast spells.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall is very nice!" Louis replied with a smile.

Speaking of Professor McGonagall, Louis suddenly remembered that she asked him to take time to find her before he was dismissed.

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The challenge lasted until 12:30 noon. After testing the last Gryffindor Quidditch player, Professor McGonagall announced that the open class on Transfiguration was over.

"Then I'm going to eat first!" Qiu Zhang said reluctantly on the edge of the Quidditch pitch, while her friends were waiting for her.

"Well, you go first. I want to accompany him to the school doctor's office. Fred and Li are still lying in the school doctor's office."

Louis pointed at George and said. Before get out of class ended, this kid hurried to the Ravenclaw Academy camp and pulled Louis to let him accompany him to visit Fred and the others.

"Hey, what's going on with you kid? Didn't you agree to stay single with us?" George said jokingly on the way to the school doctor's office.

"Who said that? Besides, if I don't find a beautiful girl, is it difficult to find you as my friend?"

"Hehehe, if you are willing, I believe the family will not have any objection."

Looking at the shy expression on George's face, a chill came to Louis' heart. This kid couldn't be gay!

It shouldn’t be. In the original book, George finally married a girl and had several children with her. In order to commemorate his dead brother, George also changed the name of one of his sons to Fred.

Regardless of whether George was gay or not, Louis quickly walked aside and put a long distance away from him.

"Well, hahahahaha! You won't believe it, you are too easy to deceive!"

Seeing Louis' behavior of distancing himself, George was stunned for a moment, and an uncontrollable smile came to his heart, holding his stomach and laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

"After all, you stay with Fred every day, who knows whether you like boys or girls."

As he said this, Louis kept a distance from George for more than half the distance, and did not let him put his hand on his shoulder.

"Oh my God, you are finally here!" Fred sat up from the bed, and then lay back down on the bed under Madam Pomfrey's cold gaze.

"You two will have to lie here for two days until the poison in your body is completely dissipated before you can be discharged from the hospital. Do you understand?"

Madam Pomfrey snorted, originally they only had to lie down for two days before they could get out, but the two little guys couldn't stop for a moment, either tickling or licking their butts.

Many times she really wanted to prepare two pairs of sleeping pills and feed them to drink, so that they could sleep for two days without moving around and scattering the plaster on their bodies.

"Ah, there are still two days left!" Fred looked bitter. If he hadn't been afraid of Madam Pomfrey, he might not have been able to stay for even half a second.

"I'm going to prepare the potion. Let's chat first." Perhaps because she understood that Louis and the others couldn't chat with him here, Mrs. Fred took the initiative to find an excuse and left.

After she left, Fred quickly asked: "What were you doing this morning! The sound reached the school doctor's office."

Three neat applauses and some cheers from the crowd made him curious about what was going on outside.

"It's an open class on Transfiguration. Professor McGonagall will tell you some news related to Transfiguration. By the way, have you had lunch?"

George answered before Louis. He didn't want Fred to know that he had been turned into a pig and beaten up by Professor McGonagall.

At the end of the open class, after the four houses had rotated ten times, Professor McGonagall gave the challenge opportunities to the Gryffindor Quidditch players.

Among them was George, who was the second to play as a special guest, only behind Wood.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he was fully entertained by Professor McGonagall. He first sealed George's mouth with magic, and then transformed into various animals and asked them to "play" with George.

Playing in the literal sense, Louis’s camera still has many photos of George’s expression with a bruised nose and face after playing.

"I've eaten it a long time ago. The nutritious meal given by Madam Pomfrey was super unpalatable and only a little bit. How about you."

"Not yet, we'll be here right after class, right Louis."

George raised his eyes at Louis, begging him with pitiful eyes not to tell anyone about what happened that morning.

Facing George's expectant gaze, Louis nodded. There was no need for him to expose George. When Fred and the others were discharged from the hospital, they would naturally know what happened to George this morning.

After chatting with Fred for a while, Louis and Georgeka arrived at the auditorium before one o'clock. By this time, the house elves were already preparing to pack their things.

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Boom boom boom!

"Please come in!"

In Professor McGonagall's personal office, Professor McGonagall was sitting on a chair handling the things in her hands and said without raising her head.

She is reviewing the membership applications submitted by the little wizards. Since the end of the open class, she has received many application letters written to her by the little wizards.

Based on the little wizards' final grades and their talent for transfiguration in class, Professor McGonagall processed more than 90 applications as appropriate.

Among them, only seven young wizards were approved for admission, and the remaining 80 or so application forms were all returned by Professor McGonagall.

In order to take care of the little wizards' emotions, Professor McGonagall also wrote a letter of comfort to each little wizard.

Or give them some pointers on what they need to pay attention to in their studies, or write them encouragement.

"Are you here to submit the application form? If so, please put it in front of the table." After the visitor entered the room, Professor McGonagall said.

This afternoon alone, more than 50 people came to submit membership applications, and she thought they were one of them.

"No, Professor McGonagall, it's me, Louis Lydon. Yesterday you asked me to take time to come find you."

Hearing Louis' voice, Professor McGonagall raised her head from the table with a smile on her face.

"If it's not convenient for you, I'll go back first. I'll come back when it's convenient for you." Louis said again, looking at the tall pile of letters in Professor McGonagall's hand.