"Thank you for your comment, Mr. Weasley," Professor McGonagall grimaced, "I didn't expect that four people would be late on the first day of school, which is more than in previous school years." ”

"Maybe I should do something useful and turn you, Potter, Mike, and Justin into an alarm clock. At least you won't be late! Maybe? ”

"Alright, find a place to sit down!"

After reprimanding a few people, Professor McGonagall addressed the students

"Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous form of magic you'll ever learn at Hogwarts."

"Anyone who gets naughty in my class, I'll ask him out and never come in again!"

Professor Mai Jiao paced back and forth in front of the desk, "Now, let me demonstrate it to you. ”

She drew her wand and pointed at the lectern, which instantly turned into a pig. Before the beast could snort, it was transformed back.

The magic of the trick is more convincing than any flowery rhetoric. A simple presentation completely convinces the students. But they soon understood that it would take a long time to turn furniture into animals. For now, they have to work hard to turn the match in front of them into a needle.

"Animagi" as Betty whispered a mantra, and the match in front of her turned into a pin.

"Damn! It's so easy" next to Mike spat fragrantly, and his matches didn't change. This is also the state of most people, basically unchanged.

"Ivey, aren't you very good at transfiguration?" Harry, who was sitting behind him to the right, said

Ivy glanced at him, and without taking the wand, the match in front of "Animagi" turned into a wooden needle.

"Uh-"

It wasn't until the end of class that Hermione made some changes to the matches. Only Betty was the only one who had completed the transformation. Although not a student of her own house, Professor McGonagall was unsparing in her appreciation.

"Hufflepuff plus 5 points, Gryffindor plus 1 point"

The second lesson is Defence Against the Dark Arts. It was supposed to be the most anticipated lesson for all young wizards, but it became a joke. Professor Qiluo couldn't even speak, let alone the smell of garlic all over his body. Everyone said that he used to be scared by vampires, so he always carried garlic to prevent vampires from finding him.

From this, it can be seen that Professor Quirrell is indeed good at disguise, and he has successfully established an image of cowardice and cowardice for others.

When he really started learning magic, Ivy realized that it wasn't that simple. It's not as simple as waving a wand or chanting a jerky incantation. The formation of a system of forces is bound to have a rich theory and a long history. They need to understand history, but also study theory.

Twice a week, the history of magic, is the most hated course by all, and the only subject taught by ghosts. Professor Binns kept talking in his monotonous voice, and the students below were mostly lethargic, their eyelids fighting. Even Betty sat upright and closed her eyes. This is unforgivable for a lady who attaches great importance to etiquette.

They also have astronomy classes every Wednesday. You need to observe the starry sky with a telescope, learn how to observe the stars, and record the trajectory of celestial bodies. This course is not bad, and the brilliant starry sky is still more attractive to the little ones.

There are also herb classes taught three times a week, by Dean Sprout himself, in the greenhouse at the back of the castle. In a recent class, I was taught how to extract the juice of liquid grass.

Every Friday, Ivey and the others have a Potions class. Unfortunately, Hufflepuff was on with Ravenclaw. It's a pity that I can't see Snape scolding Harry.

Potions entry requirements are low. As Snape put it, "This discipline doesn't need to be foolishly waving a wand or chanting incantations." "But to achieve something, you need a certain amount of talent.

Fortunately, Ivey has a good memory, and with this course, he may use it for cooking in the future, and Ivey has learned well. Without Harry, Professor Snape would be an ice cube man.

Surprisingly, Betty was very popular with Snape. Not only individual guidance, but also bonus points. Ivy reckons that it was most likely a problem with her green eyes. This made Ivy wonder if he should buy a pair of green contacts so that he could get some private goods from Snape.

All in all, the teaching content is quite substantial

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It's breakfast time, and it's rare for everyone to gather here.

"Rabbit eyes, the strings are quiet, turn the water into sweet wine." The sound of the lion courtyard next door never stopped, probably chanting a spell.

"What is he doing? Why do you keep chanting mantras at the cup? Justin held his head high to see the situation

"Bang!" A black mist rises

"Is that Seamus?"

"Who else but him"

The students of all the houses looked at the dust-faced Seamus with a gloating smile. Fortunately, a hiss caught his eye.

"Here comes the letter!"

Over the auditorium, flocks of owls flew in with packages. The round cake that he hadn't seen in a long time landed next to Ivey, clutching a letter at his feet.

"Little one, did you miss me!" Ivy stretched out his hands and rubbed them vigorously. The originally supple feathers were turned into a body of miscellaneous hair. Roundcake stretched out his legs and kicked Ivey's claws away, screaming and hiding next to Betty. Betty fed it two slices of ham and smoothed it.

Disgusted by the round cake, Ivy is not angry. He took the envelope, and it was Erin's reply. When she first arrived at Hogwarts, Betty told her that she was safe. The content is the same as that of all parents, and it is all words of concern and advice.

"Hey! That's mine! "There was another quarrel in the Lion Courtyard

"Alas~" Ivy is now extremely glad to be assigned to Hufflepuff. Turning around, Harry and Ron were confronting Malfoy. Malfoy also held a clear glass ball in his hand.

"What's going on?" Thankfully, Professor McGonagall showed up just in time

"Malfoy snatched my memory ball, Professor"

"Mr. Draco!"

"Wait and see," Malfoy grimaced, tossed the ball back on the table, and walked away with a cruel word.

"Your friend is in a lot of trouble," Betty complained

"There are many people who are popular! It's the same everywhere."

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Today is a different day. First-year students have an extra course: flying lessons.

At half past three in the afternoon, on the lawn of the courtyard, the freshmen of the four colleges gathered here. Before the teacher arrived, the students gathered in twos and threes to chat.

"I've never ridden a broomstick. Usually forget it, Malfoy is here today, I don't want to show off in front of him. Harry was worried

"He can't either, don't listen to him brag." Ron reassured.

Hermione didn't have time to pay attention to them, she kept repeating what she had seen about flying, and Neville listened diligently, hoping that it would help.

Not far away, Malfoy watched as Harry stared at him, as if he might come up at any moment to find fault. But seeing Ivey was very scruples.

"I guess we won't be asked to fly directly the first time, it's good to be able to take off." Ivey guessed

"Mike, haven't you and Justin tried?" Ron asked. Ivey lives in the Muggle world, and their family is poor. Otherwise, the children of the wizarding family should have tried to fly.

"My dad flew me once" This is Mike

"I'm afraid of heights," Justin was a little embarrassed

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"Where's Betty?" Hermione asked

"A little," Betty replied

In fact, Betty is very skilled in flying, which can be seen from her flying posture. In order to maintain her ladylike demeanor, Betty did not straddle it, but sat cross-legged with her legs together. Even so, she was able to fly steadily.

The teacher in charge of the teaching is Ms. Huo Qi. With short gray-white hair a little messy, a pair of golden eyes like an eagle, and a decent robe, the whole person looks very capable.