Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The rain in May is pouring. On the third Saturday of May, which is close to June, the fortune tellers in the Forbidden Forest began to cry loudly. They fluttered between the trees, and their thin but huge figures added some mysterious legends to the Forbidden Forest.

Crowney strolled along the muddy path. As the rainfall increased, these misunderstood little animals became more cheerful. There were a few birds holding up their messy foreheads and staring motionlessly at her with eyes that always seemed to be showing surprise.

"They've grown so big," Clowney said with emotion. When she felt the sight of these big, fluffy gray birds, she looked back at them with surprised eyes: Oracles were docile, and Claudine was not worried at all that they would come up and do something to her on a whim. Weird things, their bodies are so huge that they can reach the neck of an ordinary girl when standing, but their diet is very small, usually bugs, fairies and flies.

Some birds lifted up the net harder when she looked at them, and their eyes became rounder, but there was no expression on their dull faces - you can't expect the birds to show any expressions, right?

Mr. Bain, who was tight-lipped about everything, was waiting at the gathering place early today. By the time Sylvan brought Clooney to feel it, Mr. Bain's whole body was wet.

"Don't you put on a raincoat or cast a waterproof spell or something?" Clooney glanced at Sylvan's dry back hair with the corner of his eye, and then stared at Mr. Bain's wet and naked body and asked, " Although it’s already summer, I feel like the rain will be heavier later. Will it cause hypothermia after a long time?”

Bain just raised his head and gave her an emotionless look and said nothing. Clooney had no choice but to use transformation to turn the poor rotten wood used as a mark into a simple rain shelter: "I don't know if using magic will affect the effect of transformation, so I can only do this temporarily."

She quietly waited for the first lightning since burying the vial with these two 'magical animals' who were almost different from humans.

"It's a storm." Bain warned, "You have to be careful."

Language may be magical. As soon as Mr. Bain's warning came out, a strong wind began to sweep across the entire land along with the sudden heavy rain. The lush green leaves of the trees were blown away. The large fortune-telling birds that were singing and flying nearby were now also It was silent. She even saw a few unlucky unknown creatures being swept up into the sky by the storm.

"This is too big!" Crowney yelled into the wind, her voice broken by the strong wind. "Will this really succeed? I won't be in this situation before I succeed. Are you in a different place? I feel like I’m almost blown away!”

Mr. Bain nodded. He and Sylvan already wanted to leave this place. There was an inexplicable sense of uneasiness that made these two creatures with beastly intuition feel a secret anxiety.

"Hurry!" shouted Mr. Bain. "I can take you to the nearest cave."

Immediately afterwards, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the dark sky like daylight - it was lightning!

Clooney hurriedly cast several floating spells and flying spells on the small box. The small box steadily broke out of the soil. She opened the wooden box. The color of the liquid in the crystal vial was the same as the original transparency. Blackening is completely different: it becomes a liquid with a color similar to blood.

Clooney hurriedly took out the bottle of potion that had been successful, and couldn't help but feel excited, but the storm was getting bigger and bigger.

But in order to be sure, they still took the risk and headed to the very empty clearing where they first met. In order to prevent the storm from blowing her away, she took off almost all her clothes, leaving only very close-fitting clothes. As soon as she took off her clothes, they were blown away by the storm, but Clowney had no time to worry about them.

"I'm starting!" As soon as they stood still, Clooney hurriedly greeted his two trusted friends and pointed the tip of the wand directly at his heart.

"Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus!"

After she eagerly recited the spell, she immediately drank the bottle of strange liquid.

The moment she finished drinking the potion, she wanted to cry out. Her legs went limp, leaving only her knees and thigh bones supporting half of her body: since she was born, this pampered little The girl had never suffered much, let alone the pain that seemed to be squeezing her internal organs and bones. She seemed to regret it immediately.

Crowney felt that Mr. Bain's worried whispers in his ears had disappeared. The howling of the wind, the rumbling of thunder, and the crackling of heavy rain falling on various objects had all turned into an extraordinary sound. Sharp, very similar to the very harsh sound made when the TV loses signal or the circuit transformer is damaged.

Along with the gradually blurred will, a pair of very wild golden pupils appeared in her head.

"Don't be afraid." Mr. Green's instructions kept echoing in her mind, "Let nature take its course. Courage is the hymn of mankind."

"No - don't - be afraid -" she screamed hard in her heart. The pain made her almost unable to make a sound. She could only clench her teeth hard and squeeze out an unbearable breath from between her teeth. born.

She was in excruciating pain, and the severe pain made the time seem extremely long. She felt a mixture of cold sweat and tears flowing out from somewhere she didn't know. When will this get better? She felt like she couldn't hold on any longer.

She didn't know how long it had been, it should have been a few minutes, but she felt like several hours had passed. Clooney felt that the clothes on her body were gradually connecting with her senses. At this time, she could feel a completely different touch from usual appearing in her nerves, and the surrounding wind gradually appeared in her nerves again. Next to my ears, there was an itchy feeling.

She opened her eyes, which had been blurry, and tried to stand up, but even if she stood up, her field of vision was still much shorter than before. She saw Sylvain and Mr. Bain looking at her with great surprise.

"Did I succeed?" She wanted to speak, but what came out of her mouth was an "ouch" sound.

Claudine guessed she had succeeded, but when she ran toward her friends, they jumped away in panic.

"Claudine?" Mr. Bain asked, "Can you understand me? Nod if you can."

She nodded confusedly.

"You must get your wand now and find a safe place with us for a while," he shouted.

Only then did Clooney remember that her wand was still there. The poor black wooden stick was almost mixed with the broken branches on the ground, but the strange thing was that she recognized it at a glance. She lunged forward, but jumped much further than expected - causing her to stumble on the ground and roll head first.

She hurriedly held down her almost forgotten study partner with her hands (now claws), and then gently picked it up.

"Hurry up!" When Mr. Bain saw her picking up the wand, he hurriedly led the way. Sylvan even bared his teeth at her angrily, driving her forward as if she were a stupid beast.

She seemed to be telling Sylvan that she knew how to follow and asked him to stop trying to bite her heels like a sheepdog, but she didn't know how to express it for a while. She had no choice but to follow Sylvin's instructions and quickly follow Mr. Bain's disappearing figure.

Fortunately, the cave was very close to the place where they first met. They only advanced at full speed for a few minutes before they saw the entrance to the cave.

There was obviously no light source in the cave, but Clooney felt that she could see extremely clearly: she even saw a few poor guinea pigs huddled in the corner of the cave, rolled into a ball of fluffy wool. Mr. Bain and Sylvan were breathing hard in the middle of the cave, raising their heads from time to time to observe her condition.

Clooney felt that she was more relaxed than ever before. She slowly approached her two partners, stopped when she was two or three meters away from them, squatted aside, and took a few deep breaths - until now , she finally had time to slow down and take a serious look at what kind of animal she had become.