"Hurry up, Ron!" Harry shouted.

"Well, it's good that Professor McGonagall hasn't arrived yet!" Ron finally ran into the classroom, and immediately checked to see if Professor McGonagall had arrived, and in the frantic pant Ron said this, as for the straight tabby cat standing on the podium, who cares about it! Ron thought to himself.

But it was this tabby cat that Ron didn't care about suddenly jumped off the podium in front of him and turned into Professor McGonagall in mid-air, waiting until Professor McGonagall, dressed in an emerald green witch robe, stood firm on the ground and took a few steps forward and said, "Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter, I should turn one of you into an alarm clock so maybe you won't be late for class?!" ”

"Professor, we were late because we went the wrong way......" Harry pale in defense.

"Then maybe I should turn one of you into a map, Mr. Potter?!" Professor McGonagall seemed to be joking, but in the face of her stern eyes and tightly pursed lips, Harry and Ron had to bow their heads and admit their mistakes, the two little wizards with their heads bowed did not see it, and after they confessed, Professor McGonagall's wrinkles at the corners of her eyes softened a lot, and her mouth was not so tight. After all, Professor McGonagall is a master of Transfiguration who has devoted himself to the cause of education, and a true master has the mind of a master, and it is not terrible to make mistakes in the eyes of people like Professor McGonagall, but what is terrible is to die without repentance, which can only disappoint and sadize those who care about you. Apparently, Professor McGonagall was pleased with Ron and Harry's voluntary confession.

In Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall was stern, but Harry's eye-opening and eagerness was the trick of turning a cat into a man and a table into a pig. Later, under the popularization of science by Hermione, a jack-of-all-trades, I learned: "Being able to turn into an animal is a very superb metamorphosis skill, called Animagus, and ordinary people can't do it at all." ”

Although he felt a little sad that he couldn't turn into an animal, it would be nice if he could learn to turn into a pig, at least like Hagrid, and he would be happy to think about it, Harry was secretly happy.

Speaking of Hagrid, he also asked Hedwig to send a note just now, it was Hagrid who invited Harry to his woodside cottage for tea, how could Harry refuse this kind of thing, Harry is a person who will not refuse friends, so Harry decided to go to Hagrid's for tea between Potions and Alchemy.

Potions classes were held in the basement of Hogwarts, which was formerly the dungeon of the castle, and the eerie underground classrooms were filled with all sorts of strange taxidermy and potions materials, and Harry didn't think Potions class was anything to look forward to.

Of course, Harry was still too young to underestimate what to expect in Potions class. Snape, who walked into the classroom, was dressed in black, with long oily hair that seemed to be unwashable, and a pale and cold face, which made the students shudder.

"Harry Potter, yes, we've got a big guy here." Putting down the roll call, Snape stepped onto the podium, tightened his robes, and said.

"You're here to learn the sophisticated science and rigorous craft of potions. Since there is no stupid waving of a wand here, many of you will not believe that it is magic. I don't expect you to really grasp the beauty of the simmering cauldron that smoking, the fragrance wafting from it, you don't really understand the liquid that flows into people's veins, the magic of the mind that makes people feel so fast, I can teach you how to increase your prestige, brew glory, and even stop death—but one thing has to be that you are not the kind of fools and fools I often encounter. ”

When Snape finished, everyone seemed so shocked by his words that they couldn't even hear the sound of inhalation, but it was clear that Snape was used to the scene, and continued his performance as if no one was there.

"Mr. Potter, what if I pour the powder of daffodil bulbs into absinthe juice?"

"I don't know, Professor." Harry replied in a whisper, and Hermione beside him had already raised her hand.

Ignoring Hermione, Snape continued, "You don't know, good, let's see, if I ask you to find me a piece of bezoar, where will you look for it?" ”

Looking at Hermione's raised hand, Harry whispered, "I don't know about the professor." ”

"So, what's the difference between aconite and cow flat?" Snape asked.

"I don't know, Professor." Harry's voice was too low to be heard, and the positive Hermione was in stark contrast to the bowed Harry, and Snape was clearly not going to let go of such an opportunity.

"Poor thing, obviously, fame doesn't mean everything, does it, Mr. Potter."

……

On the way to Hagrid's Cabin, Ron was comforting Harry, "Be happy Harry, you're not the only little wizard being targeted, Fred and George are often questioned by Snape, and they say that Hufflepuff students are even worse, after all, they are always clumsy." It's almost time to Hagrid, be happy. ”

Listening to Ron's reassurance, and not knowing whether it was because he heard that someone was worse than him, or because he was almost at Hagrid's, Harry's mood was noticeably better.

"Look, that's Hagrid, who is he talking to?" Ron pointed excitedly ahead.

By the time Harry and Ron had made a quick run over, Hagrid's conversation was clearly coming to an end.

"Hi, Hagrid. Hello, Professor Rochefort. Harry and Ron finally saw that Hagrid was talking to someone who was the afternoon alchemy professor, Bernard Rochefort.

"Hello, Harry, Ron." After saying hello to Harry and Ron, Bernard waved goodbye to Hagrid, "Thank you then, Hagrid, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to trust Leia." After that, he hugged the black cat and said goodbye to Harry Ron.

After taking a seat in Hagrid's cabin and introducing Hagrid to Ron, Harry asked Hagrid about their conversation.

"Oh, it's not a big deal, it's just that Professor Rochefort has a black cat who likes to run around, and he wants me to bring her back if I see it in the Black Forest, so he gave me a moving illustrated book with many magical creatures I haven't seen before. Oh, he's so kind. ”

Apparently Hagrid liked the illustrated book of magical creatures, and when he said it, there was an indescribable excitement in his tone. Later, he brought out the rock skin cake to entertain Harry and Ron, but poor Ron was so frightened by the huge teeth that he didn't dare to move.

The only sound in the cabin was the sound of Harry and Hagrid talking.