Hogwarts lazy snake

In this way, as Horn turned the silver needles into matches and Draco turned the matches back into silver needles, he gradually became familiar with using Transfiguration to turn matches into silver needles.

"Horn, boy, look, I succeeded!"

After Carlotta saw that she had turned the silver needle back into a match, she asked the two people beside her to see her successful masterpiece. She then demonstrated how to turn the match into a silver needle and then turn the silver needle back into a match.

Horn congratulated him after seeing this, while Draco watched himself become proficient in turning matches into silver needles, while Carlotta was already able to turn silver needles back into matches.

Draco, who had been somewhat out of his autism, was back to square one.

With Professor McGonagall's announcement, the Transfiguration class ended in laughter. But for these little wizards, this experience will become an eternal memory in their hearts, inspiring them to continue to explore and learn more magical knowledge in the future.

"Horn, wait a moment."

Just as Horn, Carlotta, and Draco were about to walk out of the Transfiguration classroom, they were suddenly stopped by Minerva McGonagall behind them.

"Horn, wait a moment." Minerva Magg walked up to Horn with graceful steps and told him what she had thought of during class:

"Horn, if you have any questions about Transfiguration you can come to my office during lounge time.

"Okay, Professor McGonagall, and thank you!"

When Horn heard this, he knew that he was going to learn Transfiguration, and he bowed slightly to express his gratitude.

"Principal Dumbledore, I seem to have something to talk to you about, Horn. You can go there after your flying lesson."

A small class taught by a master of Transfiguration was a rare opportunity for a newbie like me, not to mention that Professor McGonagall was one of the few masters in the wizarding world of the Griffin Kingdom.

Horn, who was still immersed in the beauty, suddenly heard Professor McGonagall say that Dumbledore wanted to see him.

Horn was immediately shocked, and the reasons why Dumbledore was looking for him kept popping up in his mind.

Even after saying goodbye to Professor McGonagall, all Horn could think of was Dumbledore!

"Horn!"

Hearing Draco's voice, Horn immediately came back to his senses. He saw Draco leaning against the wall and struggling to support himself. He knew that when he was thinking about Dumbledore's question, his mental strength was accidentally dissipated along with the thinking.

Horn subconsciously retracted his strength and walked to Draco, supported him, and apologized.

"Sorry, Draco, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Horn was so anxious that he checked every part of Draco's body, fearing that he might hurt Draco by accident.

"It's okay, my legs are just a little sore." Draco shook his head, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him, just his legs were sore.

But Draco was extremely shocked, he knew that I was very powerful, but he didn't expect the oppressive feeling that Horn just burst out from him.

The oppression that Pedraco had felt from his father, Lucius Malfoy, was more than twice as strong.

It was hard for him to raise his head in front of his father, but Horn just now made him feel as if his heart was hit by a giant monster with a big wooden stick.

I felt a black screen in front of my eyes and it felt like a mountain was pressing down on my shoulders. Fortunately, it was only for a moment and I was really prostrated.

"Are you really okay? Why don't we go to Madam Pomfrey?" Horn looked at Draco's unstable body and said embarrassedly.

After all, this is caused by my own problem, so I have to take full responsibility.

"It's okay, let's go, class is about to start, if we don't go now we'll be late... Peregrine, you're okay?!"

When Draco was helped up by Horn, he saw Carlotta, who was standing beside him as if nothing had happened, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Carlotta! Yes, Carlotta you are okay... you should be fine."

When Horn heard Draco's words, he immediately thought of Carlotta, whom he had ignored, so he quickly turned his head to look at Carlotta.

As a result, Carlotta was seen standing there as if nothing had happened, as if she had not felt the power that Horn had just emitted at all.

"I don't know either. I just talked to you but you didn't respond. Then, as we were walking, I suddenly saw the yellow-haired boy suddenly seemed to be pushed down by someone and fell against the wall. Eh..."

Carlotta also expressed that it was very strange so she tried to explain while making movements, and then when she was about to move, she seemed to touch an invisible wall of air.

Then Carlotta saw the chain on her hand glowing and tried to touch it, but it soon disappeared and dimmed.

"It should be the protection given to you by Carlotani's family."

Horn looked at the bracelet in Carlotta's hand and thought it should be a protective item made of magic alchemy.

Horn knew that this kind of protective alchemical product had a limited number of uses, so he apologized to Carlotta and offered compensation:

"I'm sorry, but don't worry, Carlotta."

"I'll find a way to accompany you."

"Hey, talk about this!" Carlotta looked at Horn, who looked a little guilty. She originally thought that she didn't need to pay compensation, but she quickly remembered that this was a gift her father gave her when she was five years old.

I thought it was just an ordinary nice-looking bracelet, but they said it was a blessing bracelet, so I have been wearing it all the time.

Looking at the bracelet that seemed to have not changed at all, Carlotta said to Horn in a careless manner: "Okay, then I will wait for your compensation..."

"Oh no, class is about to start. We're going to be late for flying class. Hurry up."

Carrot suddenly seemed to remember something, so he took Horn's hand and ran towards the quadrangle square of the flying course venue.

Before Horn could react, Carlotta grabbed his arm and forced him to run forward. Poor Draco, who was being supported by Vaughn.

Horn was originally holding Draco, but when Carlotta pulled him to run, his hand unconsciously changed from supporting to grabbing.

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So Carlotta pulled Horn, and Horn dragged Draco and ran.

Draco Horn and the other man were dragged by Carlotta all the way through the corridors and aisles of the school, and soon arrived at the large arched entrance of the quadrangle.

As soon as he stepped into the square, Horn's eyes were involuntarily drawn to a group of students gathered together.

Harry, Hermione and Ron stood on one side, their expressions were firm and alert, and they were obviously facing an unexpected challenge.

On the opposite side were several Slytherin students wearing green robes with silver snake emblems embroidered on their chests. There was provocation and disdain flashing in their eyes, and the atmosphere was tense.

Between the two sides, a crystal ball emitting a faint red light was particularly eye-catching. Although the light was weak, it was extremely dazzling.

Horn took a closer look and found that the crystal ball was held tightly in the hands of a tall and thin young Slytherin wizard. A smug smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at Neville standing behind Harry from time to time.

Neville's face was pale, his hands were clenched into fists, his eyes were full of anxiety, anger, and fear. It was obvious that he was the real owner of the crystal ball.

"What are you doing?"

Carlotta's voice suddenly rang out, breaking the silence. She quickly stepped forward and stood beside Harry and the others, her eyes firmly scanning the Slytherin students opposite.

"Carlotta, Horn, you are here."

Hermione saw Carlotta, and Draco who was a little out of breath behind her, and Horn beside her.

"This is Neville's stuff, you have no right to take it!"

Harry shouted at the Slytherin in front of him, his words carrying an unquestionable force that instantly subsided the other party's arrogance.

The leading Slytherin student sneered and said contemptuously, "Oh? Really? But we think this is an interesting toy and want to borrow it to play with for a few days."

As he spoke, he deliberately shook the crystal ball in his hand, and the red light flickered, adding a bit of weirdness.

Hermione didn't care about Carlotta and the others when she heard it, and immediately retorted: "That's Neville's stuff! It's very important to him, you can't just play with it!"

Her voice was clear and powerful, revealing her defense of her friend.

"That tall monkey, you should return the fat guy...Neville's things to him."

"You still say you are from a pure-blood family, a pure-blood noble family. You are a pure-blood wizard. Bah, shame on me. You only know how to bully others. You are nothing."

Carlotta then stepped to the center of the two people, looked at the little wizard who was wearing the same Slytherin clothes as herself, and scolded him angrily.

"I feel ashamed to be in the same academy with you."

Carlotta was reminded of some bad memories when she looked at the other person. The anger in her heart did not weaken as the words fell, but instead grew stronger!

"You keep talking about maintaining the pride and dignity of your academy, but you do this by suppressing and bullying others?"

As Carlotta's words were like Gatling bullets, both Slytherin and Gryffindor houses watched the scene in silence.

However, Carlotta felt that the verbal duel was not enough. He looked at the monkey-like face opposite him and felt more and more annoyed and angry. He was ready to roll up his wizard robe and punch him twice.

"Carlotta, don't do it! There are too many people here, it's not good to see. Find an opportunity, find an opportunity."

Horn looked at Carlo and thought that he would not be willing to have his school's points deducted if he beat him up openly. He quickly pulled Carlotta, who was about to fight, to persuade him.

"Yes, Carlotta, Horn is right. We can't do it, or we will lose points. Find an opportunity!"

Hermione was the first to react. She reached forward and pulled Carlotta's other hand, trying to persuade her, but she always felt something was wrong.

A gust of wind blew by, bringing the sound of an owl flapping its wings in the distance, and the only voices in the entire quadrangle were Hermione, Carlotta and Horn's voices.

Because when Horn just said that, no matter if they were Slytherin or Gryffindor, everyone stared at the small and cute little boy who actually said that.

Carlotta glared at the other person fiercely. If she hadn't felt that what Horn said made some sense, she would have rolled up her sleeves, but she stopped.

"Peregrine, you are right, but I, Carlo, will avenge myself today." The tall and thin first-year Slytherin wizard said harshly after hearing Horn's words and Carlotta's performance just now.

Then he slowly and carefully placed the ball on the lawn and slowly retreated.

"Oh, kids, you guys look so lively and enthusiastic! What are you all doing gathered together?"

As Slytherin Carrow put the ball down, a lady's voice rang out.

At the same time, it also seems to indicate that a temporary end to this conflict is approaching.

Horn was secretly calculating in his heart. He knew that it would be difficult to solve the problem by just arguing, and he had to find a "peaceful solution"