William, though not as well-known as Ralph, often makes himself unfortunate by underestimating a person.

For example, Barty Crouch Jr.

"Looks like Mr. Alvey is dead! It was robbed of his name by a Muggle wizard. ”

Barty whispered to the snakes around him, his eyes glancing at Ralph from time to time, and chuckling.

Ralph didn't turn his head either, he didn't hear it at all because of the distance and volume.

Even if he knew in advance that Ralph would not turn his head, Barty Jr. was still a little embarrassed, and the smile on his face was a little stiff, and it was a little more restrained.

But his friends who were born in his family and admired pure-bloods were still laughing, and some were still whispering about the despicability of the Ralph bloodline, otherwise why would they be surpassed by Muggle-born wizards?

However, Ralph's "mom fans" are also a lot.

The little witches of Slytherin also argued with them, saying that the other party was of despicable blood, but what about yourselves? Isn't it even as good as a dog?

sprayed that group of witches with blood, and wanted to argue but couldn't, so they could only smash their teeth and swallow it, and they couldn't say the bitterness.

In fact, most Slytherins from the family have been told by their parents who to have good relations with, who to disagree with, who to treat as equals, and so on.

Ralph is definitely the first group to have a good relationship.

Because, among these pure-blood nobles, only those families with extremely powerful bloodlines will have those strange and messy clan rules that they regard as glory.

There are not a few people like Ralph, and even their family had similar regulations hundreds of years ago. It's just that it was recently abolished.

Perhaps it was too loud on their side, and Professor McGonagall walked over with a straight face.

Seeing this, the little snakes hurriedly reminded the surrounding classmates to sit upright and practice magic.

Seeing little Barty, who was not very good-looking, Professor McGonagall thought that he was not very easy to grasp because of the previous class, so she asked with concern:

"Mr. Crouch, is there anything you don't understand?"

"No, Professor." Hearing the professor's concern, Barty Jr. hurriedly waved his hand.

At the same time, under the watchful eye of the professor, the match was turned into a silver needle, and a small snake hovering was added to it.

"Very well, Mr. Crouch, you did a great job, plus 3 points." Professor McGonagall did not hesitate to praise and encourage herself.

At the same time, he held up his silver needle and enlarged it for all the students to see.

This can hit William, look at his own, look at other people's, he is not reconciled, he wants to give it a try.

But when he turned his head to look at Ralph on the side, he was numb, and he felt that this was good, and the world of the big guy was terrible.

There are dense lines on it, and although I don't know what they are, you can still see its unique and mysterious beauty.

After seeing that Claude and Daniel, like ordinary students, were working hard, William was relieved.

A short time later, Professor McGonagall returned.

She knew that Ralph's talent for Transfiguration wouldn't stop at the last class, and their wands were all made of fir wood.

That spell divination was extremely accurate and easy for her to use.

Professor McGonagall saw Ralph looking hesitantly at the floating silver needle, and while surprised by his magical talents, he asked:

"Mr. Alvi, is there anything you don't like about your work? I think that's pretty good. ”

"Oh, Professor, I carved Runiwen on it, I don't know what happens with magic activation." Ralph said.

"This question is a little too profound for you now." Professor McGonagall said, but gave Ralph an accurate answer.

"Mister Alvey, you need to know something," Professor McGonagall said, holding the silver needle, "and its material is for the presence of your magic, and the mana consumed by the effect of Runiwen's activation comes from its vicinity. ”

"So, give it a try. Before that, though, let me give you 5 points. ”

Professor McGonagall picked up Ralph's work, zoomed in on it for each student, and spun the silver needle to show everyone what it was all about.

Everyone looked at the phantom in the air in surprise and envy, and little Barty pursed his lips and secretly clenched his fists.

The little Slytherin witches who supported Ralph were like victorious geese, with their chests held high, their heads raised, and they looked at the wizards with disdain for the most discerning wizards.

Looking at their expressions like eating dragon dung, the little witches were extremely excited in their hearts.

Ralph retrieved the silver needle and, under the watchful eye of the teacher and the surrounding classmates, activated the runiwen.

To his disappointment, when Runiwen activated, the silver needle turned back into a match at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, Runivin took effect, lit an entire match, and turned into a pile of ashes.

Professor McGonagall waved his wand to make the ashes disappear, and gave Ralph a match again to continue practicing, and went to the other students.

Soon after the professor left, with the help of William and Ralph, Daniel and Claude slowly left shallow marks on the silver needle.

This gave them a lot of excitement and confidence, and they were able to complete their class assignments in no time.

Similar to spells, Transfiguration requires a lot of self-confidence and imagination, otherwise it will be difficult to complete the homework assigned by the teacher.

If Professor McGonagall had drawn the pattern on the blackboard in advance to add to the silver needles needed for the transformation, everyone might have succeeded much faster.

The class ended quickly, and everyone left the classroom. This is their last class of the week, and then it's time for the cheerful holiday.

Back in the second-floor office, a note was placed on Professor McGonagall's desk.

After tidying up, Professor McGonagall picked up the note, and her cheerful mood immediately deteriorated, and her brow furrowed.

Albus told her to go to the faculty lounge on the first floor for a meeting.

"Really, you just came to me for a meeting after class, and you weren't allowed to eat." ’

Professor McGonagall grumbled in her head, grabbed her parchment, ink, and quill, and left the office for the faculty lounge.

Approaching a pair of dripping stone beasts, Professor McGonagall didn't say anything, just a look, and the pair of dripping stone beasts opened the door for her.

That's right, the faculty lounge on the first floor also has a pair of dripping spouts of stone beasts.

Their passwords were updated by Professor McGonagall to prevent students from getting in and causing trouble. Although there is nothing important in it, and it is not used much.

Upon entering, Professor McGonagall found that many of the professors were already there.

She walked over to Professor Sprout and sat down on the same couch as her.

While the faculty lounge is generally used for meetings, it is not as we would have thought of a long table with a row of chairs on either side and one or two chairs at the end.