I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

There is a Transfiguration class on Monday.

When John got up, he saw Tom's passionate tongue first.

Getting up in a daze, walked to the table and put a big spoonful of dog food for Tom, and John went to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Looking at himself in the mirror, John felt as if he had forgotten something.

"Oops, today is Transformation class!"

It was a little late for night swimming last night, and John fell asleep after coming back to exercise.

He came out in a hurry, and saw the alarm clock with Tom's saliva still on the ground.

No wonder I didn't hear the alarm clock, it turned out that Tom used it as a teething toy.

Putting on his wizard robes, the Slytherin common room was already empty when John walked out of the dormitory.

In the hallway, he began to envy the Weasley twins.

Because they can always find a convenient shortcut, but fortunately, John is also in good physical condition.

When you arrive at the lobby, there is still time to settle a breakfast.

Hermione was still looking around, but when she saw John coming, she waved to John.

John sat next to Hermione and glanced at Hermione who was still fighting with Harry and Ron, but he didn't say anything.

"Where's Neville, has he overslept or lost his way?"

As far as John knew, Neville was often forgetful and always lost.

"His toad is missing, he's looking for it in the Gryffindor common room." Hermione ate bread and butter, with some crumbs still on the corner of her mouth.

She slowed down to wait for John.

Otherwise, at her usual speed, she is already on her way to the classroom.

John cut open the fried egg and put it in his mouth. He said helplessly, "Well, I think I know what to give Neville for Christmas. He needs a cage to keep Raffle locked up properly."

Noticing the crumbs at the corner of Hermione's mouth, John pointed to the corner of his mouth to signal Hermione.

After Hermione reacted, her little face seemed to have blush on it.

When John was almost done eating, Neville finally came from his lost way.

This was the fourth time Neville had lost his way, and John thought he should get him a Marauder's Map.

Neville took out the memory ball after sitting down, looking at the red memory ball puzzledly.

When something is forgotten, the memory ball will turn red.

But Neville never knew what he forgot.

John looked him up and down, and said, "Neville, you may not be able to have breakfast this time."

"Why?"

Neville was depressed, he finally got to the lobby.

Looking at Neville sympathetically, John stretched out two fingers: "There are two reasons, one is that class is about to start, and the other is that you need to go back to the dormitory."

"Because you forgot to put on your coat."

Neville finally remembered what he forgot, and he didn't care about eating, and was anxious on the dizzying moving stairs.

...

John came to the Transfiguration class classroom, and he felt a pity that he was locked up and did not participate in the last Transfiguration class because of his fight.

He is very interested in the Transfiguration class, but he doesn't remember the details clearly.

When he came to the classroom, the green of Slytherin was very different from the red of Gryffindor, and he and Hermione sat separately.

Whether in the wizarding world or outside, students will never have a deep secret about the front row.

The few remaining seats are in the front row, and John is about to take a seat when he walks over.

Suddenly, a tabby cat appeared in his sight.

The tabby cat was on the podium just like this, with a strange pattern on its face, like a pair of square glasses.

As a fuzz lover, John admits he was moved.

Although he vaguely remembered a cat appearing in some plot, his body was a step ahead of his thinking.

Taking out the cat strips for Mrs. Norris from his pocket, John came to the tabby cat and started directly with a smile on his face.

It was such a move that not only stunned the little wizards in the two courtyards.

Even tabby cats.

"This is a cat strip, do you want to try it?"

John himself couldn't figure out why his tone was like that of an uncle abducting children.

It was only after he acted that he received eyes of awe and admiration.

The tabby cat who reacted got rid of his restraints, jumped down from the podium and turned into an older catwoman.

"Mr. Wick, I think you should find a seat to sit down now instead of being like a log here."

Professor McGonagall maintained his own image, and the square glasses made John finally know the origin of the tabby cat's pattern.

John stopped angrily, he remembered the story about the cat.

McGonagall teaches the Animagus form, a tabby cat with a strange pattern.

Depressed and walking back to his place, John felt that he would have psychological shadows.

I swear secretly that when I lick cats in the future, I should pay attention to whether the Animagus has changed.

If the other side turns into a greasy uncle when masturbating, it will be over.

Hearing the snickering, John looked back and was swept by his gaze, and Slytherin was silent for a moment.

The little wizard of Gryffindor cast adoring gazes at him, and Harry, the savior, opened his mouth slightly, as if meeting someone more reckless than himself for the first time.

Hermione looked down and snickered, only to be betrayed by the trembling brown curly hair that shook like a lion cub.

With this episode, the little wizard's impression of John changed.

It turns out that this boy also has a cute side.

Transfiguration lessons learn to transform objects.

Looking at the paper clip box, John tries to turn it into a mouse.

Unfortunately, deformation is difficult to control.

After John tried many times, he finally lit the magic spell.

Although it is still level 1, it still successfully completed the transformation before the end of get out of class.

Looking at the lifeless mouse in front of him, it was too far from the first time Professor McGonagall became a water glass.

"Five for Slytherin."

Professor McGonagall awarded John extra points for being the first to finish.

What seemed bad to John was satisfactory to Professor McGonagall.

As a beginner, it is already very good to miss a class.

Even Miss Hermione, who knew it all, couldn't complete it because of the difficulty of transforming.

After class, as soon as John left, Hermione trotted after him.

"how did you do it?"

Playing on the instinct of a top student to ask questions tirelessly, Hermione was bitter about her failure to complete the transformation.

It's hard for John to say that he has cheats, he can only say that he has seen Professor McGonagall's demonstration before enrolling.

Fortunately, Miss Know-it-all didn't keep asking questions for too long.

While in the corridor, John stared at the armor.

"John, what are you looking at?" Hermione paused and asked.

Behind John, the enchanted oil painting figure also approached, also showing curiosity.

John touched his smooth chin and said to himself: "This thing seems to be a good weight."

Hearing him talking to himself, the oil painting Jazz opened his mouth wide, what kind of little wizard thinks about carrying weight.

Always a man of action, John set his sights on the set of medieval armor, or rather the sword in the armor's hand.

Although armor is also a good choice for carrying weight, it is a pity that it is too big and inconvenient to move around.

On the contrary, the sword can be carried directly on the back, and it can also be used as exercise equipment when not running.

"Take the sword away at night."

There was a contemplative look in his eyes, which made the armor a little flustered.

Besides the Gryffindor lounge, Hermione usually goes to the library the most.

Miss Know-It-All has a curiosity for everything except divination.

John was also pulled over, mainly for the convenience of familiarizing himself with the location of the restricted area.

Picking up a copy of "The Tales of Beedle the Poet", he began to pretend.

The library has strict rules.

If there's any noise in the library, the caretaker, Ms. Irma Pince, will let you know.

Just now, John saw Neville, who had eaten too many beans at noon, being chased and beaten by a broom.

John sympathized with that.

It's night time.

After cleaning the trophy display room, John sneaked to the armor in the corridor.

Poor Mr. Armor, woke up the next day to find that his sword was gone.

This matter once became a Hogwarts unsolved case.

Only Mr. Filch swears that the Weasley twins did it.