Hogwarts lazy snake

The next morning, a door quietly appeared in the corridor on the eighth floor.

Horn walked out of the door slowly, followed by a blond boy, Draco.

"Xiaolong, it's too early for you." Horn said as he opened his bloody mouth and yawned loudly in the viper-like state inside the alchemical puppet.

Draco looked at Horn speechlessly and said, "Didn't you ask me to wake you up?"

"Ah? Is there?" Horn was stunned for a moment, and tried hard to recall with his now not-so-big snake brain.

Last night was still a failed night, but it was not without gain. Horn felt that as long as he worked harder, he would be able to return to human form soon.

Maybe a few hundred attempts, although that does seem like a lot.

When Draco heard Horn's answer, he knew that he must have forgotten about this. "Yes, you said you had to attend Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class today and couldn't be late. And you also asked me to wake you up early."

"Oh, Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, Transfiguration... eh?!!" Horn responded to Draco while yawning, but soon realized something, and at the end of his words, he stopped walking.

At this time, Horn also remembered why he asked Draco to wake him up early. Now he was in the Animagus form and could not use other magic except the Patronus Charm.

That means that in the Transfiguration class, I will definitely be discovered and found to be in the Animagus state. Professor McGonagall will definitely be very angry.

Thinking of this, Horn took Draco's hand and asked, "Are you ready?"

"Huh? What are you preparing for? Breakfast?" Draco was confused by the sudden hand-holding. He asked himself if he was ready and what he was preparing for. But soon, Draco knew the answer.

Ah~~ Horn controlled the alchemical puppet and dragged Draco towards the spiral staircase. They were at the staircase in an instant.

"Ha~ Huh~ Horn, can't you slow down? You scared me to death just now! Horn, what are you doing? Put me down!" Draco panted while trying to calm his wildly beating heart.

Before Draco could calm down, Horn picked him up like a princess.

"Hold on tight, Xiaolong!" Horn bent his legs slightly, smiled at Draco in his arms, and suddenly exerted force with his feet.

Then Horn jumped down the moving stairs that had not yet turned towards him, and Draco screamed in fear at the same time.

Just before landing on the next moving staircase, he bent his waist and legs again, and took another leap of faith! And Draco shouted once or twice, but he couldn't shout anymore because he had lost his voice.

Roll, jump, push against the wall, exert force, and run fast!

At this time, Horn was holding Draco and moving between the spiral staircases like a parkour master.

Squeak! Finally, the car braked in the shape of a human and stopped in front of a classroom door in the corridor on the second floor that turned right.

"We're here, Xiaolong!" Horn looked at the Transfiguration classroom in front of him, which was empty, and was very satisfied with his speed.

At the same time, Horn was also thinking back to what he had just done: "I didn't expect parkour to be so exciting. Fortunately, I was only operating the puppet, otherwise it would be difficult for me to complete those difficult moves with my current appearance."

"Why aren't you talking? Xiaolong? Xiaolong!" After saying so much, Horn finally found that Draco did not respond. He lowered his head to look at Draco who was still being held in his princess's arms.

Draco looked like he had been played with, his eyes were lifeless, his whole body was soft and limp as if made of plasticine, and drool was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

If it were put in an anime, the color would have to fade all over.

Seeing this, Horn quickly put Draco on the ground and began to shake him.

After a while, Draco stood trembling in the classroom, waving his wand to clean up, while his eyes kept looking at Horn holding a feather duster with the eyes of a resentful woman.

"Ahahaha~ Little Dragon, next time I'll add something fun to your broomstick as compensation... How about as an apology! Haha~"

Feeling uneasy at the look in Draco's eyes, Horn immediately put on a smile and looked at Draco.

"Huh? Really, can you make my broom faster?" Speaking of this, Draco no longer felt aggrieved. No, he just felt that it would not be impossible to do it again like he did just now.

After all, he was still upset about not being able to beat Harry in the Quidditch match last year.

Just during the cleaning process, some second-year Slytherin wizards came into the classroom one after another, and saw Horn and Draco who were cleaning.

For a moment, everyone thought that the other party had been punished by Professor McGonagall at the beginning of the school year, and immediately a lot of discussions broke out.

But soon the two of them finished cleaning, and the whole transformation classroom looked magnificent, and even a fly placed on the floor would be crossed out!

The people who came later also heard what the people who came earlier said. Some people said that Horn and Draco were punished by Professor McGonagall, and some people said that they were just flattering. And the word "flattering" was said by Carlo.

"Shut up, Carlo!" Draco, the eldest son of the Malfoy family, had never been said like this before, so he stood up immediately.

At this time, Horn also stood up and faced Carlo: "Carlo, I think we should have a wizard duel! Do you dare?"

"You...Horn, don't be so arrogant! I'm talking to Draco, don't interrupt! Don't interrupt you! Humph!~" Carlo wanted to continue to provoke Draco when he saw Draco standing up, but when he heard Horn's invitation to a duel, he immediately spoke arrogant words in a weak voice.

"Horn, you have to believe me! If you don't believe me, then you don't believe yourself. We've been training so many times." After Draco finished speaking to Horn, he tilted his head and looked down at Carlo: "Carlo, I challenge you to a wizard duel! Don't be scared and run away."

"Tsk, Draco, who's afraid of who?" When Carlo saw Draco say this, a smile of success appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What are you arguing about? It seems like the students are very energetic! Mr. Nicholas doesn't want to sit down. Does he want to stand during this Transfiguration class?"

At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice came from the door and echoed throughout the classroom.

What the other little snakes heard was probably that Professor Cat was a little strict today and might not be in a good mood.

But Horn thought this was coming towards him.

"I'll just...."

Just as Horn was about to sit down, he heard Professor McGonagall continue, "It seems that Mr. Nicholas really wants to stand for this Transfiguration class. In that case, then stand."

Horn didn't expect this moment to come so quickly, but it was also his fault, so he just stood there.