323. Course

In Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall was still so serious. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 On the first day of school, Professor McGonagall told everyone that the pace of the Transfiguration class needed to be accelerated at the beginning of the semester, and that in the class, they were tasked with turning a hedgehog into a needle pad.

Of course, this level is not at all difficult for Field, who succeeded once and was able to turn the hedgehog into a needle pad of all shapes and colors.

But for the other badgers, it's still a daunting task. Until the end of the class, except for Rolf, there was no third person in the class who was completely successful. Even though Ernie and Justin barely took the shape of a needle pad under Field's guidance, his needle pad would still curl up in fear when someone approached it with a needle!

So after class, Professor McGonagall ignored everyone's complaints and assigned a lot of homework for the Transfiguration class. And explained: "Next year in the fifth grade, your O.W.Ls exam is approaching—and at your current level, I can say with certainty that no one in the class will be able to pass it except Mr. Diggory." Even you, Mr. Scamander, now if you want to pass the O.W.Ls exam, you have to expect Merlin to bless you. ”

In the end, most of the little badgers are obedient and well-behaved children, although they feel that the homework is a little heavy, but they still silently pack up their things and prepare to go back to finish. Of course, there are not a few people like Ernie who have already started to book and prepare to copy Field's homework.

As they return to the auditorium to prepare for lunch, Field and Rolf are stopped by the Harry trio.

"Oh, Field, I think you need to go talk to Hagrid. Ron said very directly.

"What's wrong?" asked Field.

"Without your help, Hagrid's class is terrible, you don't know what kind of fried snails he made for us to take care of. Ron grumbled, and Harry nodded in agreement.

"What? what snails?" Rolf repeated uncertainly.

"The creature that the Magical Creature Protection Section Hague wants us to take care of, to be honest, should be a very rare creature, I haven't read it in any other book, I'm going to go to the library to look it up. Hermione said, holding her chin.

Field and Rolf looked at each other, then asked in unison, "What does it look like?"

"Well, how to put it, it's like a deformed, shelled lobster, white gray, slimy, very terrible looking, many feet sticking out horizontally, and you can't see where your head is. Harry pondered the words.

"Hermione, I don't think you need to look for a book, if I'm not mistaken, it's a new magical creature, not a natural species. Rolf said with certainty.

"Oh my God! Hagrid, how dare she. It's against the law. Hermione exclaimed.

"Be quiet, Hermione, it's not against the law. Field had to explain.

"The Ministry of Magic has relevant laws on magical creature experiments, the most widely used of which is the "Prohibition of Domestication of Animals for Experiments", which stipulates that there are 97 kinds of magical creatures that are prohibited from being cultivated, all of which are dangerous creatures such as basilisks and manticores. Oh, and by the way, it is said that recently they were preparing to add 'Chicken Snake Beast' to this creature list as well. But this does not include fried tail snails. ”

"That's because no one has ever seen this thing. It will also be a dangerous creature, at least its strong smell of stinky fish and rotten shrimp will spoil our appetite for food. Ron said angrily.

"Okay, leave that alone, I'll talk about it tomorrow when I have seen it with Rolf in the magical creature protection class. Field motioned for everyone to hurry to dinner. He himself was already a little hungry and couldn't stand it.

Lamb chops, potatoes, bean sprouts, Field ate plate after plate, and Hufflepuff's classmates were almost stunned. But everyone didn't say much, everyone was used to Field's big appetite, but this year his appetite seems to have gotten bigger.

In the afternoon, in Ancient Magic class, Field sat in the middle of the left-hand side of the classroom as usual, with Rolf and Hermione sitting next to him.

The elven teacher, Professor Bathsida Barbling, continued to unhurriedly begin her lecture. Rolf listened and wrote hard. Hermione braced her neck and tried to read every word the professor wrote, and occasionally complained that Field should find a place at the front.

Field had to scratch the back of his head in embarrassment, he was already tall, and he has risen a lot taller this year, and Rolf is not much shorter, if the two of them sit in the front row, it must be particularly conspicuous, so they have always been used to sitting on the side. Hermione hadn't sat with them last year, but now that they sat together, they realized that it was a real ordeal for Hermione, who wasn't very tall.

The teaching content in the Ancient Magic Script class was still a basic knowledge for Field, so he still looked at Professor Babling's 'personal treasures' and notes as usual, and studied new rune combinations by the way.

After two consecutive 'high-intensity' ancient magic lessons, the students were a little lacking in energy, and they packed their schoolbags and prepared to leave.

Field also wanted to hurry to the Great Hall, he was hungry again, but he didn't make it, and he was stopped by the Elven Professor.

"Supposedly, last week, you fainted. Professor Barblin looked curiously at Field, who had grown much taller.

"Oh yes, people just don't seem to have a problem. "Field didn't plan to tell the other party about Dandel's gift. After all, it's a bit appalling.

"I'm trying to figure out how to deal with the curse, have you made any progress in your own research?" and .............," Professor Babling said again.

"Professor, I know what you're trying to say, I didn't delve into the dark arts part, and that fainting wasn't caused by the dark magic experiment, you know, I'm very busy this holiday, and I don't even have time to look through those notes. Field knew that he was worried that he was going further and further down the path of the dark arts.

"That. Well, come to me if you need help. The elf lady decided not to say anything more, and at this point she was back to the cold professor.

When Field ran to the door of the auditorium with his stomach growling.

In front of the foyer of the auditorium, there was also a crowd of people waiting in line for dinner.

"Huh, acquaintance. Field looked with interest at the end of the line in the foyer, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle who were confronting them.

"Weasley, your dad is in the newspaper again!" Malfoy said in a sinister voice, waving a copy of the Daily Prophet in one hand, his voice so loud that it seemed to be deliberately intended to be heard by everyone in the foyer.

"Oh, what's the news?" said Field, who scurried up and snatched Malfoy's Daily Prophet from his hand, ignoring the angry Malfoy.