Hogwarts: Comprehension is against the sky, strength is flying bricks

Harry was dumbfounded

Not because the plate in front of him was full of food

Nor was it because he had never seen so much on the table at once that he liked to eat.

It was because he saw Oga and Hermione.

Each person has two "sticks." "

Eating happily.

Look at it again, what kind of stick.

It is clearly two wands in each hand!

"It looks really good."

A ghost watched Oga eat his wand as chopsticks.

Sad said.

Oga politely handed it two wands.

"Aren't you coming up a little?"

"I haven't eaten in four hundred years."

The ghost said lonely.

Thought.

"Who would invite ghost things to a serious person?"

When everyone has opened their bellies to fill their stomachs, the rest of the food disappears from the dinner plate.

The plates are as polished as ever.

After a while, the pudding came up.

There are also various flavors of ice cream.

Oga grabbed an ice cream casually.

He looked up at the guest of honor.

Hagrid was toasting a binge.

Professor McGonagall was talking to Professor Dumbledore.

Professor Quirrell was talking to the oil-haired Snape he had seen on the train.

Then Professor Quirrell's gaze crossed Snape's oily hair and Oga to Narrows

Chiloton felt a burning pain all over his body.

Especially the position of the back of the head.

"Oops!"

Quirrell tried to cover the back of his head with one hand.

The one that had just reached up was not even halfway up and immediately put it down like an electric shock.

"What's wrong?"

Snape stared sharply at Quirrell.

"No, nothing."

Quirrell stammered.

Finally, desserts were also wiped out.

Professor Dumbledore stood up again.

The restaurant has also returned to silence.

"Oh, now that everyone is full and drunk, I have a few more words to everyone."

"At the beginning of the semester, I would like to make a few caveats to everyone."

"First-year students should be aware that the woods on campus are forbidden to students."

"Some of our classmates also have to remember this."

"Also, Mr. Filch, the administrator, asked me to remind everyone not to cast magic in the corridors between classes."

"The vetting of Quidditch players will take place during the second week of the semester. If you are interested in participating in the college team, please contact Mrs. Hooch. "

"Finally, I must tell everyone that those who do not want to suffer an accident, painful and tragic death, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

Harry laughed.

But there seem to be only a few people who laugh, including themselves.

Oga glanced at Harry.

"Laugh or laugh, it's all for you, it's all the opposite."

Inner complained.

Seeing that everyone was not laughing, Harry's laughter gradually weakened.

"He's not serious, is he?" Harry asked Oga quietly.

Oga smiled.

"Of course it can't be true."

"Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard in the world."

"Hogwarts with him is the safest place in the world."

"So are you going to go to the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor together tonight."

Harry's smile froze.

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!"

Dumbledore said loudly.

The smiles of the other teachers seemed to freeze at the moment.

Dumbledore flicked his wand, and a long golden ribbon flew out of the wand, twisting like a snake over the high dining table and coiling lines of text.

"Everyone chooses their favorite tune."

Dumbledore said.

"Ready, sing!"

After a song.

"Music."

Dumbledore rubbed his eyes.

"More glamorous than everything we do here!"

"It's bedtime. Let's go back to the dormitory. "

Oga followed Percy through the noisy crowd, out of the dining room, and up the marble staircase.

Walked to the end of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor hangs a portrait of a very wealthy woman dressed in pink.

"Password?"

She said.

"Dragon slag."

Percy said.

I saw the painting staggering forward, revealing a circular hole in the wall.

The Gryffindor common room arrived.

Percy led the girls through one door to their dormitory, and then led the boys through another door.

Oga also returned to his bedroom.

Oga saw that there was Harry Potter and Ron in the bedroom.

And Neville, who was cold with a toad in his arms.

After cleaning up the bedroom, I fell asleep without words.

Except for Neville.

Just listen to him keep talking about what is scary or something.

One night without a word, early the next morning.

Oga arrived early in the Transfiguration classroom.

When Oga arrived, Hermione followed closely behind, arriving at the classroom almost at the same time.

Except for the two, there is only one tabby cat in the classroom.

Oga saw the tabby cat and his eyes lit up.

Said to Hermione.

"You know what, I like cats the most."

After speaking, he was thunderous and stealing the bell.

Picked up the cat on the podium.

Then rub it like crazy on the cat's head.

Professor McGonagall, the cat in Ogaga's arms, looked horrified.

Hurriedly disarm Animagus.

But.

"Why can't I change back?"

Professor McGonagall's cat was stunned.

Oga said he wouldn't be an animagus though.

But Animagus is classified in the broad category of Transfiguration Charms.

Countering an Animagus counter-spell is easy.

Then Oga rubbed the cat harder and faster.

As if you don't stop if you don't knead out Mars.

Still whispering in Hermione's ear, as if the demon whispered.

"Do you want to knead?"

Hermione pouted, not used to Oga rubbing cats so roughly.

One took Professor McGonagall from Oga.

Then rub the cat's face.

Scratch the cat's back.

Scratch the cat's chin.

The initiator Oga was stunned.

Thought.

"Hermione, you're still more perverted."

At this time, a few minutes passed, and the students walked into the Transfiguration classroom one after another.

A few more minutes passed, but the teacher was delayed.

The little wizards began to talk strangely.

At this point, Professor McGonagall looked unloved.

Then, without knowing how many times, he tried again to lift Animagus.

It's not Oga holding the cat at this time.

Oga is also not good at secretly casting counter-spells

Just listen to the "bang" of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Although this time the deformation was successful.

But Professor McGonagall wasn't happy.

Instead, he felt like he was going to die.

Social.

Hermione, Oga (pretending) and the young wizards watched in amazement as this scene changed dramatically.

The classroom was quiet.

The "bang" of the door shattered this tranquility.

It was because the stairs were unpredictable and late, and I only saw Ron and Harry Potter at the end.

"So Professor McGonagall, turned into a cat for Hermione to rub?"

Harry Potter thought about the scene he had just seen.

Subconsciously said.

......

Class is over.

However, I heard that this class was not held, and Professor McGonagall took a day off due to illness.

Strangely, the class did not take place.

Gryffindor was deducted ten points.

On the way back from class.

Hermione sighed.

"If you know that there are so many weirdos in the wizarding world, I won't come to Hogwarts."

"Might as well be a better school in the Muggle world."

Oga nodded frantically, seemingly agreeing with the same.

There is no awareness of being the culprit at all.

The stars turned, and it was a new day.

Harry was probably overfed at night.

Had a very strange dream last night.

In my dreams, in Potions class.

Oga wrote a blackboard of strange things for himself to memorize.

If you can't memorize it, you can't leave class.

Early morning the next day.

Harry Potter climbed up in a slight cold sweat.

"What a terrible dream."

Harry thought to himself.

Without much thought, I washed up.

Then a piercing scream broke the morning silence.

Harry Potter looked in the mirror.

The person in the mirror is very familiar.

But by no means Harry Potter.

Long red hair in blonde.

Bright green eyes.

Oga heard Harry Potter's screams and rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes.

"Snape, no thanks."

"It's just a simple application of daydream spells and transfiguration spells, just have hands."

The corners of Oga's mouth rose slightly in his sleep.

Harry walked out of the bedroom, and these whispers kept chasing him.

"Who is this?"

"Didn't you see it yesterday?"

"Yes, yes, is such a pretty little witch our Gryffindor?"

Students lined up outside the classroom, tiptoeing to see what he really saw.

In the hallway, they walked past him, turned back, and stared at him deadly.

Harry bowed his head, hoping they wouldn't do that.

Because he doesn't want to die socially.

This was a Potions lesson, and Harry Potter felt that today was his most unfortunate day.

Because at the opening banquet, Harry felt that Professor Snape did not like him.

When it came to Potions class, it was in the underground classroom.

Glass jars are placed along the walls of the classroom, and the taxidermy soaked inside is even more terrifying.

When Harry arrived, Oga arrived early.

"You can't watch this kind of fun for a moment."

If it weren't for the occasion, Oga would have eaten it with popcorn.

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