Foggy and bushy.

The edge of the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts has a much more visible range than the depths, and the pale golden rays of the sun are cut into bits of light by the dense layers of leaves, tangled with the white mist, like a light veil sewn with golden threads, the mist floats, and the light veil flutters.

Under a tall oak tree, Hermione and Professor McGonagall were talking.

"As I mentioned in my previous Transfiguration course as an extension, Animagus is a very difficult form of magic, and learning it requires a lot of perseverance, great talent, and a little bit of luck. ”

"Animagus is a magic that needs to be persevered, the first part is very difficult, you have to shout a leaf of the mandrake in your mouth during the first month, you can't let him be swallowed or spit out under any circumstances, if you leave your mouth, everything has to start again. ”

"So Hermione, you should practice first, get used to having a piece in your mouth, or you're likely to make a mistake when eating, and you'll lose all your efforts. ”

"And then at the time of the full moon...... Professor McGonagall said patiently.

“…… There is one step, in particular, that if there is not a storm strong enough to serve as an opportunity, as a final step, it will have to wait. ”

"Luckily, after you're ready, there might be a storm that's good enough for you to take this step, and if you're unlucky, it could be a few years. ”

"It's not a rainstorm in the conventional sense, it has to be heavy, and the heavier the rain, the higher the success rate. ”

"This holiday may only guarantee that you are proficient in the previous steps. ”

"It takes a lot of effort to take on the form of an animal, and that's the price you have to pay. ”

"Of course, you're one of the smartest students I've ever taught, and I'm sure you'll be able to master it. Perhaps thinking that it might dampen Hermione's motivation, Professor McGonagall changed her tone abruptly and began to encourage Hermione again.

"I'm going to teach you most of the time, at least so that you don't go astray. ”

"After all, there are still some people who grope around, but they have become monsters, or they can't change back into human form. ”

After all, it was taught, so for the most part, Professor McGonagall was talking, and Hermione was just listening quietly.

"That's it for the first lesson, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask after thinking about it. ”

"Yes, Professor McGonagall. Hermione muttered a little, holding a leaf in her mouth that was a little inconvenient to speak, and looked very awkward.

And the place where they practiced was getting farther and farther away from the center of the Forbidden Forest, because the deeper they went, the evil that overflowed around them felt almost impossible to breathe normally.

For some reason, after explaining the main points, Professor McGonagall frowned, looked deeper for a moment, and sighed, "Ferenczer is not exaggerating, but I have not found the source of the problem at all. ”

The dense pressure is almost insane, and there is a wicked smell almost everywhere.

"Maybe you're going to have to change places in the future, but it's really not a good neighborhood. Professor McGonagall frowned and surveyed her surroundings, clearly disgusted by the evil in the Forbidden Forest.

She went deeper, then found nothing, and was forced back by the growing pressure.

The most crucial problem was that she didn't know what the problem was, and if it was an evil creature, at least a physical body.

She had also used the spell to remove the disguise, but it had no effect, so she had to give up.

"By the way, are you still used to being alone in the dormitory?" Professor McGonagall lifted her glasses and asked Hermione with concern, she wouldn't put on a bitter face when talking in private.

"It's okay, Professor McGonagall. Hermione whispered.

In the next school year, she will be a sixth-grader, and the process of maturing and learning to endure loneliness is the path that must be passed.

Maybe even more lonely in the future

"That's it, that's all for today's exercise. ”

"You come with me to the office, I have something for you"

The practice of Animagus in the early stage is quite boring, or it cannot be considered practice, but only the preparation of preconditions.

Hermione followed Professor McGonagall back to her office, and the old lady pulled out an envelope from under a large roll of parchment.

"This is your grade, and since your parents have traveled abroad, I will not send it to them, I will give it to you directly. ”

"Look, both me and your parents will be proud of you. ”

Hermione opened the envelope expectantly, her hands shaking a little from nervousness.

Covering his mouth in disbelief, he almost screamed.

"11 O's, I'm satisfied. Professor McGonagall gave a rare compliment, a slight smile on her wrinkled face

Even more than 12 O's to make her happy.

It was well known that she hated Trelawney's divination lessons.

If you choose all the courses, you will have to take 12 exams.

And Hermione's eleven is very telling.

Hermione held up the report card and checked it repeatedly through the yellowish light.

"There's something wrong with my arithmetic, and the actual Defence Against the Dark Arts, I thought it would ......," Hermione counted as she counted, still a little happy and wanted to cry.

She wanted to share the joy with her parents, but she couldn't.

"Silly boy. Professor McGonagall thought that Hermione was just happy about her grades.

"Even excellence will allow for some flaws, and you're doing a great job. The old lady said with a smile.

In the period that followed, Hermione spent what could be described as a "laid-back time" at Hogwarts

Everything is too much, and Animagus is not a skill to be wasted practicing all day.

With mandrake leaves in her mouth, Hermione chose to go to the library to kill time.

Although it is a holiday, the library is still open.

Mrs. Pince, the librarian, leaned back on a red cloth chair with side wings, and she was holding a Muggle popular love story and watching it with relish, sobbing a few times and wiping tears from her hands from time to time.

Upon seeing Hermione walk in, Mrs. Pince quickly hid the book behind her.

This was not surprising, as Professor McGonagall had greeted her

Hermione was eager to recommend her a few classic books on the Muggle world, but after thinking about it, popular literature also had the charm of popular literature, so she didn't say much.

She found a random spot, quickly sat down, unfolded the book, and began to preview what she might learn later.

In High Potions, for example, Snape still likes to target Gryffindors.

He often asks simple questions to his own students, and using difficult questions to make Gryffindors difficult is mostly questions that go beyond the textbook.

Harry was the object of his torture the most, and even though Hermione's hands were almost up to the ceiling, Snape pretended not to see them.

What she didn't know, of course, was that the future person to teach them sixth-year Potions was no longer Severus Snape.