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Chapter 88 The Love of Roses (please order first!)

Why the Flying Curse?

There are more than a dozen magic spells for senior students, all of which are key learning contents. How could it be such a coincidence that a magic spell comes from nowhere?

Rigg nervously thought about when he had revealed his secret.

If Rigg hadn't used the Flying Curse to forcefully pass the level in Professor Flitwick's level, he would happily perform a "book flying from Professor Flitwick's feet" to Professor Flitwick now.

Seeing Rigg's eyes widen in surprise and twinkling, Professor Flitwick was very happy.

Although he is short, he is full of bad ideas.

This was the effect he wanted, and the unprepared Rigg was shocked.

Because he also likes to play pranks, he has always supported twin research.

Unfortunately, because of his status as a professor, he rarely gets to play pranks.

Joking with the little wizard will affect his teaching effect.

Are you kidding the professor? Don't think about it, Professor McGonagall's transfiguration is not a vegetarian.

When he first joined the job, because of a joke, he was chased down three corridors by Professor McGonagall and turned into a bantam sheep for a full month.

Even if I changed back later, I still want to eat koucao from time to time.

Rigg looked at the cheerful Professor Flitwick. The professor smiled and touched his mustache and winked at Rigg narrowly.

"We still have to ensure the safety of the little wizard, otherwise we won't even know if something happens."

Even the most thoughtful Professor Flitwick didn't think that the headmaster's words could stop the little wizard from wandering at night.

Each level in the corridor on the fourth floor is in charge of a professor.

Professor Hagrid and Professor Sprout chose to check regularly, while Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, who were busier, chose to use magic spells to remind themselves that they would be able to sense once the door was opened or the magic spell was triggered.

last night.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick had already gotten up and were going to check the level to see which little wizard was up late at night.

The two professors had just met at the top of the stairs. Before Professor McGonagall could complain about his old friend's wrinkled pajamas, he received a message from Principal Dumbledore's Phoenix Fawkes.

With the principal's guarantee, they did not appear in the corridor, giving the foursome a big "surprise".

Rigg touched his nose in embarrassment. Since Professor Flitwick knew about it, he didn't have to hide it.

"A second book flew from Professor Flitwick's feet!"

Since Professor Flitwick took the initiative and smiled so happily, Rigg was not polite.

He is really a good student who respects his teachers and does whatever the professor asks him to do.

Professor Flitwick opened his mouth in disbelief, waved his arms helplessly and fell forward.

The book under his feet flew into Rigg's hand with a "swish".

Fortunately, there was a podium in front of him. Professor Flitwick, who was about to fall, grabbed the table to stop him.

After standing on a book for a long time and giving lectures, Professor Flitwick felt that his sense of balance had improved.

He usually won't fall unless he is stunned!

"You, you, you, you are so..." Professor Flitwick raised his hand, speechless and amused, pointing at his favorite student this year.

After reluctantly nodding to Rigg for a long time with a straight face, Professor Flitwick couldn't hold himself any longer. He patted Rigg on the shoulder and told him to hurry out.

Just by hearing the smile in Professor Flitwick's tone, Rigg knew that he was not angry.

Professor Flitwick still liked this prank a little bit, which proved that Rigg's magic power was still very interesting.

Professor Flitwick was thinking about how to give Rigg, his favorite student, a small start.

Professor McGonagall suddenly came in and talked to him about that corridor. Flitwick quickly concealed his smile and wrote a big O on Rigg's report card without expression.

This is the first excellent grade given by Professor Flitwick today. Even Hermione is only E.

Because she was too nervous, she forgot to flick her wrist when she floated the pineapple for the second time.

The pineapple shot straight to the ceiling of the classroom and almost assassinated Professor Flitwick. Hermione was so angry at her mistake that she cried on the spot.

Rigg and the others comforted Hermione for a long time during lunch.

The exams that day included Charms in the morning and Transfiguration in the afternoon.

After the exam in the morning, Ron was still bragging to Hermione. He was sure that the score card this time was far beyond her expectations.

Before the grumbling Ron could finish speaking, Harry, who was very discerning, punched him hard and physically silenced him.

In the afternoon, Professor McGonagall used the Transfiguration test to prove that Ron was still the little hottie.

Professor McGonagall read their names and let them in one by one.

The waiting time that afternoon was really hard.

Students who have finished the exam are not allowed to go out to prevent them from revealing the questions to their classmates.

The little wizard's psychological pressure increased as the exams came later in the morning. Hermione, who had failed the exam in the morning, was anxious and began to deform her hairpins as a simulation.

Rigg didn't care, he didn't think any exam could stump him.

Seeing that Hermione was so nervous, Rigg pulled Hermione who was staring at the hairpin and mumbling something, and found that Hermione's hands were as cold as stones at the bottom of a black lake.

Hermione's attention immediately wandered.

She originally wanted to turn the hairpin into a silver needle, but in the end it turned into a silver rose flower.

The blooming flowers are just like Hermione's mood at the moment.

When she entered the classroom, Hermione was even happier.

Their test question today is to turn a mouse into a dinner plate - the more beautiful the plate, the higher the score; if the plate still has the whiskers or shape of a mouse, points will be deducted.

Without hesitation, Hermione conjured up a flat plate decorated with silver roses. Professor McGonagall smiled and nodded to Hermione.

Ron entered the classroom behind Hermione, and he raised his wand confidently.

The mouse squeaked twice, but its shape remained unchanged except that it turned into a cream color.

Professor McGonagall looked at Ron expressionlessly, and Ron's face was as gray as the wall. Hermione nodded with satisfaction at the back of the classroom, feeling that her great revenge had been avenged.

Rigg was the last student to take the Transfiguration exam, and Professor McGonagall specially adjusted the order of the exam.

Just to make her feel that there must be no problem with the good student Rige, show her the standard answers for this exam.

Hearing Professor McGonagall calling him, Rigg tightened his wand and walked into the classroom.

When it was Rigg's turn, the sun had already set in the west, and the classroom was barely illuminated by the last ray of afterglow.

Ron and Harry were chatting quietly, and Hermione was memorizing tomorrow's history of magic knowledge.

Rigg walked to the podium and smiled confidently after listening to Professor McGonagall read the topic.

He pinched the back of the mouse's neck.

The wand was pointed at the mouse, which had begun to pretend to be dead. The light of the transfiguration brewed on the head of his wand, then broke away and surrounded the mouse.

The mouse turned into a square glass tray in the light.

On the top of the tray is a colorful and realistic picture of Hermione laughing, and a mysterious figure peeking out from the corner.

Professor McGonagall proudly showed this exquisite piece of art to the entire classroom, which had nothing to do with mice at all.

Hermione opened her mouth blankly and looked at the tray in Professor McGonagall's hand, her face stained with a thin layer of blush like rouge.

She never thought that she was so beautiful in Rige's eyes, and that Rige would choose to conjure up a picture of her in the exam.

Of course, Hermione pretended that she didn't see the wonder.

Rigg looked at Professor McGonagall expectantly, waiting for the professor to give him full marks.

At this time, Professor Flitwick frowned, knocked on the open door of their classroom, and asked: "Professor McGonagall, are you free? Please come out."

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