20demayo What about 0153 people?
What about 0153 people?
On the second day of school, Harry blocked Hagrid in the cabin, but the big guy couldn't do anything, what could he say?
Do you want to tell the boy that your father was very fond of picking things up and inciting other little wizards to fight?
Or tell me, after he was kicked out of the Forbidden Forest by himself that day, how did he still have that bad bastard from the Black family, how did he pour dung into the pumpkin?
But those pumpkins with added ingredients grew big and well. After half a month, Hagrid didn't eat any of them, and sent them all to the Hogwarts kitchen.
As a result, the house elf almost went crazy that day, and the knife went down on the cutting board and the sewage flowed...
Anyway, since the case was solved, the predators never went to the kitchen to get supper.
Thinking about the virtues of Jampi and Feiqi, after looking at the relatively "pure" Harry, Hagrid got up decisively and pushed the boy out of the room.
For the Hogwarts faculty and staff, it is enough for a bastard like the Predator to catch up once. If I make Harry become like that...
Hagrid shrank his neck, not to mention Dumbledore, I am afraid that other professors will not give him any good fruit.
After all, today is different from the past. It is so sour to have the trumpet predator and the twins together...
It will definitely give the Hogwarts faculty and staff special faces, but those faces are all from the place where the hair was before!
In the end, Harry had no choice but to return.
But who would have thought that he returned in disappointment last night, and this morning he received such a big surprise.
When the two returned to the castle, it was almost time for class. After saying goodbye to Ernie, Harry hurriedly ran towards the tower with the wooden box in his arms, his little face flushed with excitement.
An abnormal blush also appeared on Ernie's face, Harry's gratitude was too intense.
The wool contributed was of unprecedented quality. After Harry's reward entered his body, Aini felt that his blood was about to burn, as if some indescribable existence was about to awaken, and would pop out of the blood vessels on his forehead at any time.
All of a sudden, not only the face, but even the pupils turned red. If I go to measure my blood pressure now, I'm afraid it will burst the meter.
Huge potential is dormant in Aini's body, and at the core of Hogwarts, the magic node exuding inexplicable rhythm is also calling him.
Aini knew that if he was connected to the magic power node of Hogwarts now, he would probably be able to break through this barrier smoothly and evolve his potential again.
If there is no other option, Aini may firmly grasp this opportunity to soar into the sky. After all, there are very few opportunities that can make people break through their own barriers, and it is possible to miss it for a lifetime.
Even if he is bound, he will accept it with peace of mind.
But if it's just if, Aini feels that his personal accumulation is almost the same. Maybe after a few more classes in two days, he will be able to get the wool to advance again, without being tied to the magic node of Hogwarts. Together.
Rejecting the call from the outside world, Aini started the day's class again.
While people were still outside the classroom, Aini heard the commotion inside. The twins were talking about the transfiguration he performed on Harry's birthday in very distinctive tones.
"...Ah, sorry, Professor, we didn't hear the bell."
Seeing Ernie push the door in, Fred was so startled that he almost fell off the podium.
"Well, strictly speaking, there is indeed no class yet."
Seeing the big feet stepping on the podium, Aini twitched the corner of his mouth, waved his hands to the twins, and said helplessly: "But I still suggest you go back to your place first."
"Okay, that's what we're going to do."
Standing on someone else's podium playing tricks and being caught, Fred jumped off in a panic. If George hadn't helped him, he almost knocked down the front row of desks.
"Clean up."
Aini waved his magic wand to clean up the table, and just in time, the class bell rang.
After the bell rang, Aini did not directly enter the course, but took them to sort out the context of what they had learned before.
The quality of the students in the class of 89 was good, and their overall grades ranked second among the four grades he led. Naturally, Aini would not be stingy with praise.
"To be honest, after your final grades came out last school year, it really exceeded my expectations. It can be seen that all of us are on the road to excellence."
After the words fell, Aini showed a bright smile and took the lead in clapping.
"Oh hoo~~"
All of a sudden, applause, laughter, and cheers resounded through the classroom, which was unprecedented noise in Aini's classroom.
It was fun in the Transfiguration classroom, but in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom next door, Lockhart's expression was a bit unsightly.
Since it is an advanced education system, every time a grade is advanced, the overall level of the students will naturally go further.
For other professors at Hogwarts, this is undoubtedly a welcome thing, and it is also the meaning of school education.
However, for some ignorant Lockhart who just wanted to fool around for a year and gild their Hogwarts head professor status, it was really a painful thing.
The higher the level and the stronger the ability of the student, the greater the chance of exposing the nature of his incompetence.
Well, there's no such thing as "chance" anymore, and these sixth graders in the classroom already know what that thing on the podium is.
In the silence of the students, the new professor had no choice but to let them study by themselves.
Fortunately, although Lockhart is serious about subjects, there are indeed some real things in the book. After he calmed down and stopped messing with his "teaching", he finally prevented the students from wasting their time in vain.
When the noise came from the opposite side, Lockhart was still a little excited, and even imagined that Aini was embarrassed and helpless when facing the students making noise.
However, when the uproar continued for a while, Lockhart discerned the truth from the voice.
Why did Aini get cheers and gratitude when the students were making a fuss, while he was booed and questioned here?
For a while, Lockhart's face was as black as ink, which was really not very good-looking.
Among the students below, there was another person with the same embarrassing expression.
Percy Weasley's face was flushed, and he drooped deeply, and the prefect badge, which was wiped at least twenty times a day, was also subconsciously blocked by his hands.
Fred!
George!
Now he can't wait to rush to the opposite classroom and wrap their mouths with magic tape!
Although the transfiguration classroom was like a water and land dojo, the voices were so mixed that it was difficult to distinguish them, but the most clearly heard was the braying of the twins!
"My son~ my son~ my son~"
Aini looked at the two live treasures speechlessly at first, but soon he couldn't care about anything else.
Miscalculated!
Following the cheers of the little wizards one after another, everyone's thanks to Aini poured in, like the last wave before breaking the embankment, completely breaking through the barriers on his body.
In an instant, Aini felt that it was blood, magic power, or something else, and it washed repeatedly in his body, like a tide, and every leap would accumulate potential energy for the next outbreak.
Obviously this is not a good place to break through, but Aini has almost lost control of his body, just when he was at his wit's end, a red shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
"Cedric, organize everyone's self-study."
The excited little wizards all fell silent.
What about people?
What about our big Transfiguration professor?