"Draco, do you know the five exceptions to the Gamp Transfiguration Rule?" Pansy asked curiously, blinking. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Tian Lai Novel.23txt.

After a long struggle, Pansy decided to reconcile and restarted the conversation in this question-and-answer way.

"Do you want to skip a grade to seventh grade? Malfoy closed the book, looked at Pansy, and said with some amusement.

To Malfoy's surprise, Pansy put on a nonchalant appearance the next day, asking him a question, which was still a difficult question, which could be regarded as a sign of reconciliation.

Malfoy thinks she may be trying to test herself through this difficult question and redeem some of the weakness that comes with taking the initiative to reconcile.

However, Malfoy still doesn't know what the awkwardness of the previous day was.

Now Pansy gave him a somewhat abnormal feeling, such as asking for advice, but Pansy's attention was not too concentrated, and sometimes she smirked from time to time, as if she had thought of something very interesting, but whenever Malfoy asked, Pansy retracted, as if nothing had happened.

Malfoy's instincts told him that whenever Pansy's eyes showed that sly and agile gaze, someone would suffer.

Malfoy, however, had no idea that the object would be himself.

"I don't know where you saw this question, it's an obvious problem of the boundaries of magic application, if you're not perfunctory to me, you can keep in mind the next words, it's been the last five years. The most difficult part of the LS Transfiguration Exam. Malfoy opened his mouth and said, maybe Pansy's motive for asking was not pure, and it was even possible that he just memorized the question and tried to test him, but Malfoy still patiently answered.

"The first one" can't conjure up something delicious out of thin air. Malfoy's index finger tapped lightly on the desk, trying to get Pansy's attention.

"The inability to conjure food out of thin air may seem understandable, but it's not that simple. "It's hard to define, some wild wizards are clever enough to turn some ubiquitous objects into animals, such as the desks we make now, and they can turn them into horses, which can be done, and it's not contradictory, but if they try to use the fire spell or other means to roast the transformed creatures and eat them in their stomachs, then what awaits them will be the end of being sent to St. Mungo's Hospital." ”

"Why?" Pansy asked curiously, and some of her distraction disappeared with it, and what Malfoy said didn't involve anything too advanced made her interested.

"In response to this part, there have been many theories in the wizarding world, and the more superficial statements and reasoning are that wizards cannot maintain their magic power all the time, continue to transform, and when the wizard's magic on the object subsides, that is, when they taste the bitter fruit, the delicious barbecue will instantly turn into a pile of wood in their stomachs. ”

Pansy nodded approvingly, but was quickly dismissed by Malfoy.

"This is the most common mistake to make, in fact, the nature of the food is not even in effect for a moment. Malfoy continued: "There are two plausible theories, the first is that deformation cannot change the life or death of the object itself, which most people agree with. There are other wizards who think that their own ideas are also very important, if the idea in their hearts is to bypass this law and exploit loopholes, then the transformation in the first link will directly fail. ”

Just as Pansy nodded her head in confusion as if she didn't understand, a stern voice interrupted their conversation.

"Very well, Mr. Malfoy, I think your level has been directly involved in the o. LS even has a graduation exam, if you don't like the low-level content I teach, then you can apply for my class at all. There was no expression on Professor McGonagall's face, but the student sitting at the desk next to her could clearly feel the temperature around her a few degrees lower.

Pansy looked at the stern old lady in silence, and Malfoy could only smile helplessly.

"The desire to explain is too strong, so that it is easy to be a teacher. Malfoy summed up his mistake for this time, of course, most of the reason should be attributed to the fact that he enjoyed Pansy's adoring look on his face, and didn't even notice that the teacher on the stage walked down.

"Distracted in class, each person deducted ten points from Slytherin. Professor McGonagall said coldly at the end, and walked back to the podium.

"It's all your fault!" Pansy sneered as she glared at Malfoy with hatred, feeling a little sorry for her house's scores.

"Who took the initiative to ask me first?" Malfoy could only think about it in his heart, he didn't want to answer again, and he was the one who was deducted points and blamed.

Although what Professor McGonagall just said was obviously angry, it did say some of the truth.

The current third-year curriculum has completely lost its appeal to Malfoy.

Malfoy was still distracted, silently pondering what he should do next.

The plan for the third year was largely accomplished, and was largely the same as his plan, except for Hermione's nosy nature, which gave him a little more effort.

Peter Pettigrew is able to get the help of his so-called "kind" thanks to his Animagus, and is able to find Voldemort more easily in the Albanian forest.

Dumbledore had already cast a tracking spell on Peter Pettigrew.

But in fact, this is only a dispensable behavior, when Voldemort's power has not fully recovered, he will always maintain a suspicious and scrutinizing attitude towards anything that can threaten his life, especially when he is often possessed by snakes, and his keen perception of danger is more prominent.

Dumbledore's tracking spell was only a small effort that could be made, and it would be good if he could really solve Voldemort in the remnant state directly, but if he couldn't succeed, there was nothing to disappoint.

Now Malfoy, if he wants, he can accuse Barty Crouch of harboring his son, and then restrain Barty Crouch Jr., if Peter Pettigrew didn't deliberately let him escape, how could anyone under Dumbledore escape.

If he did, it seemed that Voldemort would not have been resurrected for the following year.

But there will always be a thorn in the throat.

No one can guarantee that the forests of Albania will become a complete no-man's land, and anyone can become a second Quirrell, bewitched, controlled, and possessed.

And no one knows when it will be, maybe Dumbledore has gradually aged and his combat effectiveness has declined, and he has even died in the Netherworld under the power of time. And Malfoy, he no longer has the advantage of being a prophet.

Who will fight against this Dark Lord?