Harry Potter and the Elf Witch

In the classroom of Transfiguration class.

The morning sun shines through the windows on the desks piled with books, and the rustle of quills is endless.The students are doing pre-classes.

Professor McGonagall, who turned into a cat, looked at the students below from the podium.

Stiga looked at Malfoy beside him who was scribbling something.She couldn't help sighing in her heart: "The feeling of going back to school is really wonderful." She couldn't describe this wonderful feeling.But such a scene put her in a good mood.Especially after what happened yesterday.

Stika looked at Professor McGonagall on the podium, and Professor McGonagall also noticed Stika who had been in a daze just now.Looking at each other, Stica bowed his head to salute Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall did not expect Stika to find out her identity, and everyone else just regarded her as their pet cat.

Professor McGonagall also gestured with his eyes and then continued to look around the students.

"Should the two of them be arriving?" Stika looked at the door and thought.She had to admire the two people who dared to be late on the first day of school.

One is staying up late at night, and the other is staying up in bed in the morning.Perfect match belongs to yes.

Just as Stiga was chatting with the two, the door of the classroom was opened, and Harry and Ron hurried in.

After entering, Ron found that there was no professor in the classroom, and he couldn't help sighing.

"If Professor McGonagall is here, she must look very bad."

However, before Harry could answer, McGonagall on the podium jumped down to release the Animagus and turned back into a human.

Ron, who saw this scene, couldn't help but praise how amazing it was.

After thanking Ron for the compliment McGonagall said: "Maybe I should turn one of you into a pocket watch so at least one of you won't be late"

Harry and Ron explained that they were lost.And Mag replied that it would become a map.

"Going back to your seats, you don't need a map."

This remark made the students laugh.Malfoy, who was beside Stiga, gave Harry and Harry a mocking look.

Although Stika on the side also found it interesting, she was more concerned about Professor McGonagall's Animagus transformation.

"It's amazing, magic that breaks the law of energy conservation." Stika sighed softly.Malfoy on the side also heard Stiga's exclamation, but he didn't hear it clearly.

"What conservation are you talking about?" Malfoy asked, poking Stica on the shoulder.

Stiga gave Malfoy a blank look and replied, "You don't understand even if you tell me, so listen to the class carefully."

"I know the glory of pure blood is eternal." Malfoy replied.However, Stika ignored him.

Harry in the distance saw the conversation between Malfoy and Stika.Why did she meet Malfoy.There is an inexplicable feeling that one's own things have been snatched away by others.This made Harry a little uncomfortable.Sweeping this strange thought out of his mind, he began to listen carefully to Professor McGonagall's lecture.

After briefly introducing the essentials of transfiguration, Professor McGonagall asked the students to turn a match into a needle.Want to be part of the students did not make any changes in the needle.

Some students turned matches into toothpicks.Harry turned the match into a small wire.Hermione turned the match into a not-so-sharp needle, and Malfoy's needle was a bit incomplete, half of it still being wood.

Ron's match turned into a match. Was it Ron's wand, so it was quite awkward to use.

Stiga is of course the best.

"Miss Stika is very talented in transfiguration." McGonagall raised Stika's needle and signaled everyone to learn from Stika.

"Five points will be added to Slytherin for Miss Stiga's excellent performance," said Professor McGonagall, putting the needle down.The Slytherin students applaud Stiga, celebrating Stiga's first blood for Slytherin.

Then there was Snape's Potions class, and some dark dungeons were decorated as Potions classrooms.Most people really don't want to stay in this place.

The door of the Potions classroom was slammed open.After hitting the wall, it bounced back and closed.A Professor Snape strode in.This scene gave the new students quite a sense of shock.

Snape said as he walked towards the podium, "This class doesn't require you to fiddle with wands or cast spells." After a pause, he turned around, glanced at the students who were looking down at him, and continued. Said.

"So I don't think many of you will appreciate the profound science and delicate craft of potion-making. Yet for the few who do. I can teach you how to confuse the mind, how to confuse the senses, I Will make you famous, brew greatness, even immortality."

Having said that, Snape looked at Stika in the seat in front of him, a little dazed.Stika's green eyes looked at Snape's unnatural face, which made Snape look away in a hurry.

Puba, "It's really interesting, Snape in a panic. Hahaha." Stika thought of Snape's little panic just now.I thought it was very interesting.

Snape looked away and found Harry Potter who was writing.He stared at Harry who was still ignorant and said slowly:

"Having said that, maybe some of you came to Hogwarts with supernatural abilities and enough self-confidence to think that you can not pay attention to my lectures."

Snape had stopped talking.Hermione also found out that the person Snape was talking about was Harry Potter. When Hermione was about to remind Harry, Snape interrupted Harry Potter who was writing something.

"Mr. Pottler, our freshman spokesperson." Snape looked at the somewhat dazed Harry Potter and asked:

"Tell me what happens when you add daffodil root powder to a wormwood infusion?"

"I don't know, Professor," Harry replied quietly.Hermione on the side knew the answer, but Snape wouldn't ask her to get up to answer the question even if she raised her hand to the ceiling.

"I don't know, then let me ask you something else." He walked quickly to Harry's desk and said, looking down at Potter.

"Tell me, Potter, if I want a piece of bezoar, where will you find it?"

"I don't know, Professor."

"What's the difference between the boat-shaped aconite and the wolf poison aconite?"

Harry glanced at Hermione, who was holding her hand high beside her.continued to answer:

"I don't know, Professor."

"It's a pity, it seems that fame doesn't mean anything." Snape said, clasping his hands.

Stika seemed to be taunting Harry, but was actually saying words of remorse.Lily Evans' death seems to have taken his soft tone out of him.Stika couldn't understand the kind of feelings between men and women, and she had never been in love.But she probably also understands the pain of losing a loved one.

Just as Stika was feeling sorry for Snape's experience, Snape suddenly asked her these questions.

"I think Miss Potter might know the answer, right?" Snape didn't turn around.Maybe it was because he was afraid of seeing the same face as Lily.

It is true that people who eat melons eat melons and eat themselves.Stiga thought so.He paused for a moment and replied:

"Live Hell Soup, Cow Stomach, No Difference."

This really caught Snape by surprise.Snape's somewhat indifferent face turned to look at Stica.The corner of his mouth grinned.

Walking back to the podium, "Simple and clear answer, Potter, write it down! Your fame will not teach you this. Congratulations to Miss Potter, five points for Slytherin."

Snape was expressionless as he said these words.Snape looked at Snape and thought: "Did he just smile? Did he?" Maybe he should smile back to show his gratitude to Snape for adding points to him?

Thinking of this, Stiga gave Snape a smirk reserved for nobles.The more you practice, the more you will laugh out naturally.

Don't underestimate the impact of this smile, Snape didn't look at Stica for the whole class after seeing Stica's smile by accident.

During the class, Snape was as mad at Harry Potter as in the movies.Many points were deducted from Gryffindor one after another.This made the Gryffindor cubs have a rather bad first impression of the potions professor.Secretly call him the old bat that walks on the ground.

During recess, the students gathered in the auditorium.Doing your own thing.Stiga found the three of Harry and sat down beside Hermione.

"Good morning." Stika greeted the three listlessly, then lay down on the table.Staying up late last night made Stika a little sleepy now, it's best to take a rest before taking the broomstick class.

The thinking last night was not completely fruitless, and Stika decided to live a good life again.At the same time, try to see how big a storm this butterfly can fan.

Having said that, I still feel that I am not motivated at all.He closed his eyes and frowned, thinking about what to do in class later.

Ron was still looking at Snape's homework.He said it would be the most homework he has ever done. "God, I can't finish so much homework before class tomorrow." Ron said with some horror.

Hermione said it was because Ron didn't attend the class at all.These assignments only need to fill in the knowledge in the classroom, and Ron needs to check various books.

"It's not much at all. If you listen carefully in class, you can finish it in less than an hour." Hermione said to the distressed Ron.

"Not everyone can memorize all the things in class like Miss Know-it-All. You're right, Harry." Ron replied that Hermione Granger sounded uncomfortable to him.

Harry on the side completely ignored the two bickering, he was attracted by Stiga who was lying on the table frowning and thinking.

Stika, frowning and thinking, looks inexplicably cute.Especially when Stika shook her little head.

"Are you right, Harry?" Ron asked again when Harry didn't answer him.This brought Harry back to his senses, and when he heard Ron asking if he was right, he answered subconsciously. "You're right, Ron."

Obviously he didn't know what he said, but when he saw Hermione leaving angrily, he knew that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

Stika also felt that Hermione had left. She sat up and looked at the two with puzzled eyes.

One is that I'm right and I'm not wrong, and the other is that I don't know what happened.

Stika looked at Hermione who was walking away with heavy steps, and turned back to Harry and asked:

"What did you do to Hermione?"

Harry replied with some guilt: "I seem to have said something wrong." He subconsciously answered Ron's question because his mind was distracted.From the current point of view, Ron must have said something that made Hermione unhappy, and the key is that he also agreed.

Stica sighed and said, "Maybe you should go and apologize to Hermione." Stica probably knew what was going on, and Hermione, the proud elementary school tyrant, probably couldn't stand the sarcasm of Ron, the elementary school scum. Annoyed and left.

"I don't think I said anything wrong, and I didn't get that nickname." Ron said nonchalantly.After finishing speaking, he looked at Harry who had echoed him just now.

Harry, on the other hand, smiled at Stica with a guilty conscience.

You can't even have a rest time.After sighing, Stika decided to comfort Hermione, a lioness cub who didn't have many friends.

Stiga got up to leave, leaving Harry and the two of them staring at each other in the auditorium.