After finishing the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Lutina walked towards the Transfiguration classroom with her Transfiguration textbook in her arms.

Zillo's Defence Against the Dark Arts class was almost a joke, but only Lutina knew that everything he did was just appearances.

Dumbledore was also really brave, and actually appointed Voldemort's lackeys as a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

After two days of running-in, many young wizards had a respectful attitude towards Lutina. But every time she and Harry snorted together, Ron's face would darken.

Walking into the classroom, the first thing that catches your eye is undoubtedly the tabby cat sitting on the lectern. But the classroom was as noisy as ever, and no wizard recognized the tabby cat as the unsmiling Gryffindor House Head, Minerva McGonagall.

Lutina bowed deeply to the tabby. The classroom was silent for a second, followed by a few laughs.

"Poofhahahaha She actually bowed to a cat! ”

"Eh, she's not in her right mind."

Draco laughed the loudest, and Pansy was no less than him.

The tabby cat looked at Lutina with a little more love.

But soon, she didn't think so.

Smelling a hint of danger, the tabby cat quickly jumped off the table and ran out the door regardless of its image.

But the door had been blocked by the students who had been speting.

Lutina clutched a ball of catnip and tilted her head to look at the tabby. Even though she looked like she had accidentally brought moldy catnip, the slightly raised corners of her mouth undoubtedly betrayed her.

"Meow~"

Her voice trembled a little, and it was clear that she was trying her best to restrain her desire to rub against Lutina. The students at the door looked at them with interest.

In fact, at this time, as long as McGonagall changes back into human form, it will be fine. But she couldn't accept this choice that could ruin her image.

She jumped uncontrollably into Lutina's arms, who reached out her free hand and scratched the tabby's chin.

The tabby squinted contentedly. It was two seconds before she jumped to her feet. But under the temptation of catnip, she eventually loses.

"Purr ......"

Her legs and feet began to swing, and her mouth was purring. Lutina knew that she was under the influence of catnip, and scratched at a handful of hair on the top of her head.

There were still two minutes before class, but the tabby cat didn't show any intention of turning back into a human. Lutina lifted her to a soft chair, squinted her eyes, and began to tread her breasts.

Older cats like McGonagall have long since passed the age of stepping on milk, but adult cats often think of their childhood and mother.

Lutina stroked the tabby again, but the tabby exploded.

She glared at Lutina and bared her teeth again.

The softness in her arms suddenly disappeared, and Lutina withdrew her hand with a retrospective smile, looking at the tabby cat speeding away.

She found a place to sit down. Today's Transfiguration lesson was taken by Slytherin and Ravenclaw.

Lutina glanced at the Ravenclaw girl next to her, who was quietly reading a book.

Her appearance is undoubtedly extremely beautiful. She has long, glimmering white hair, and her golden pupils softly reflect the contents of the book. The red lips are not dotted with vermilion, and the cheeks are tinged with a faint pink.

Sensing Lutina's gaze, the girl raised her head and smiled shyly.

"I'm Hitorin."

Lutina realized that her gaze was too hot, and clenched her fingers in embarrassment.

"Lutina Ollivander."

She let out a faint "oh" and lowered her head to read the book.

Lutina looked at the side face of Kirin Kitsuna and couldn't help but think of Mitsuho Mako. The two of them are extremely similar in appearance, but one is her consciousness and the other is a person who exists in real life.

But "Hito Lin" was such a strange nameless that she should have paid close attention to her at the sorting ceremony, but in retrospect, the girl's information did not have a trace in her mind.

Lutina shook her head, trying to shake the strange speculations out of her mind, only to be stabbed in the eye by McGonagall.

She straightened up and glanced at the page number of Kittenrin's textbook.

But there was no textbook on her desk. She was staring at her desk in a daze.

Lutina turned again. As she was about to peek at the page number on the back table, she was startled by a fluttering "hello".

It was a girl with pale blonde hair, she was reading a book, the afternoon sun shining on the side of her face, and her blue eyes were shining.

The girl's smiling eyes crooked, and when she saw Lutina looking at her unconcealed, she curled the corners of her lips slightly: "Hello, my name is Othea Toshworth." ”

"Lutina Ollivander."

"Lutina-san, do you know what the next sentence of 'Bright Moonlight in front of the bed' is?"