The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

The next morning, when Loren got up, it had only just begun to light up outside.

Seeing that several people were still sleeping, Loren put on his clothes and went out.

The pudding in the pocket last night was replaced by a new piece by the house elf, because the one hidden last night was lemon flavored, and this piece is strawberry flavored.

After walking out of the lounge and having breakfast, he briefly walked around the first and second floors of the castle.

Looking at the girls' bathroom, Loren was eager to try it, but he didn't know how to speak snakes, and there should be a myrtle in there. On the first day of school, he didn't want to be perceived as a pervert by his new classmates, so he gave up.

The entire castle has a quaint sense of history, neat and yet heavy. There are various portraits hanging around the corridor, and many of the people inside are alive, and some even say hello to Loren.

I probably walked around and spent a lot of time on the stairs. Loren didn't know the rules of the stairs, so he could only wait for the change. Several times along the way, I was transported directly from the first floor to the second floor, or transported down, and it took a long time to get out in the end.

There were more and more students in the corridor, and Loren went back to the dormitory to wake up Harry and the others who were still sleeping. Without waiting much, he grabbed his textbook and hurried to the first Transfiguration class.

When they arrived at the classroom, Professor McGonagall the Cat was already sitting on the desk, with her two front paws erect and her tail wrapped in front of her paws.

Loren's eyes suddenly became dark again, his innate vision activated, and the cat's body glowed with a soft red light.

Professor McGonagall, who was in cat form, raised her head and looked at Loren. She noticed the blue eyes with obscure shadows. But she didn't make any moves. In the first lesson, she showed the Animagus to the new students. This was an effective way to arouse students' interest in the Transfiguration class.

The vision quickly returned to normal, and Loren pretended not to know anything and found a seat to sit down.

Hermione had also arrived, sitting in the middle seat and flipping through her Transfiguration textbook.

"Have you seen that cat on the podium?" Loren leaned over.

Hermione didn't even look up. "You were there before I got here. If I were you, I'd do a preview instead of small talk."

"It's still early before class, and you've almost memorized the textbook, so why not pet the cat?" Loren smiled like a devil who tricked people into signing a soul contract.

Hermione raised her eyes and secretly looked at the cat on the stage, feeling a little moved. She had almost memorized the textbook, and she kept flipping through it to resolve some complex emotions such as excitement and nervousness.

"Look at this tabby cat. It has shiny fur, is clean and well-behaved. It will be very satisfying to touch it a few times while there is no one around." Loren's expression was very vicious.

Under someone's instigation, Hermione went up to tidy the tabby cat's fur and stroked the cat's head. In a completely unfamiliar environment, this was a challenge for her, and she got over it quickly.

Loren sat upright and said, "How's it going? It's not bad."

Hermione smiled and looked much more relaxed, "Tell me what Professor McGonagall will teach us today. I think it will be the principles of magic, or teach us a simple transformation spell."

The villain in Loren's heart couldn't wait, but he still endured it and said seriously: "I don't know, but I haven't memorized the textbook yet, so I'm going to... pfft, cough cough cough." He couldn't hold it in anymore and pretended to cough. Twice.

Loren opened the book and said sternly, as if I wanted to learn, "Okay, don't say any more."

Harry and Ron were still late, having spent too much time chatting over dinner and being stuck on the stairs for a while.

Hermione looked a little disgusted at the last two people who came in, curled her lips and looked at the podium, and then watched helplessly as the tabby cat in front turned into a stern-faced Professor McGonagall.

The girl suddenly turned pale and was speechless.

Loren was giggling beside her, shrugging her shoulders, but not daring to laugh out loud.

Professor McGonagall finished scolding Harry and Ron for being late and started teaching.

"What you just saw was Animagus, a profound form of transformation. It can transform people into suitable animals and do many things that humans cannot do."

The students became excited and the classroom became chattering.

"I want to become a lion. The great Gryffindor Animagus must be a lion!"

"If you ask me, I should turn into an eagle so that I can fly."

"Could Slytherin's Animagus be a snake?"

The topic started from what I wanted to become, to gradually straying in a strange direction.

"Quiet!"

Professor McGonagall looked at the noisy classroom and pointed her wand at the desk. The desk began to twist and swell, with one end growing a tail and the other turning into a pig's head. When the corners of the table turned into limbs and pig's trotters, the entire table turned into a pig's head. A big fat pig, squeaking and squealing.

The students' eyes widened, attracted by the magical transformation spell, and fell silent.

Professor McGonagall pointed her wand at the fat pig that the desk had turned into, and glanced at the students below with stern eyes. It seems to be saying that whoever disobeys will be turned into a fat pig.

Under Professor McGonagall's explanation, the students gradually understood that the Transfiguration Spell involved advanced theory and would take a long time to practice.

Professor McGonagall gave everyone a match and asked the students to try to turn the match into a needle.

Hermione didn't say a word to Loren the whole time. She repeated the motion of waving her wand, causing some obvious changes in the match.

Loren moved closer to Hermione and began to remedy the situation, "Before waving the wand, think carefully about the shape of the needle, how long it is, how thin it is, and which end is the needle."

Hermione didn't reply and flicked her wand vigorously.

Listening to the slight whistling sound of the short wand being waved, Loren felt that Hermione wanted to smash her dog's head.

Soon, Hermione managed to turn the match into a needle, which was still as thick as a match and somewhat shaped like a needle.

"Hermione Granger is making rapid progress. She deserves five extra points." Professor McGonagall showed a rare smile. She was very happy to see talented students.

The professor didn't seem to mind her offensive behavior, and Hermione finally felt at ease.

Professor McGonagall demonstrated the deformation process several more times and explained some key points.

"Loren Morgan, come to my office to see me tonight." Professor McGonagall said after class.

Loren's heart skipped a beat. The real culprit was discovered. There was no blind Dora here.

There was an herbal medicine class in the afternoon. Professor Pomona Sprout was not a serious person. Her class was also very interesting and passed quickly.

Although Hermione was in the same group as Loren, she still didn't say a word to Loren.

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At night, Loren came to the small study next to the corridor on the second floor, Professor McGonagall's office.

Not long after the knock on the door, "Come in" Professor McGonagall's voice came through the wooden door.

Loren walked in and saw Professor McGonagall grading something, maybe a senior assignment, or something else.

He found a stool and sat down properly. Professor McGonagall didn't say anything, so he just waited quietly.

After a while, McGonagall raised her head, stood up, walked out of the desk and came to the door: "Let's go, follow me to see Principal Dumbledore."

"Professor McGonagall, that was just a prank. You don't have to go see the principal." Loren suddenly panicked.

Professor McGonagall didn't say anything and walked out of the office.

Loren quickly followed and defended as he walked: "I really didn't mean to tease you and Hermione maliciously..."

Professor McGonagall kept a straight face and remained silent all the way, wanting to teach this kid a lesson. Taking Loren to the third floor, they stopped in front of a huge stone monster statue.

"Licorice wand!" After the command was spoken, the monster statue jumped aside, and the wall behind it split into two.

Behind the wall was a spiral staircase that was moving slowly upward, like an escalator.

As soon as Loren and Professor McGonagall stepped up, they heard a roar from behind and the wall closed again. They whirled higher and higher, higher and higher, until at last they came to a halt in front of a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffon.

Loren followed Professor McGonagall in. The white-bearded Dumbledore was already waiting there. Watching the two people come in, he said seriously to Loren: "Well, Mr. Morgan, nice to see you."

No matter what the situation was, Loren never had a burden that he couldn't handle. He sat down and said calmly, "Oh! Principal Dumbledore, I have long admired your name."

"Hahahaha..."×2

The two met their eyes and laughed happily together. Dumbledore took out a box of cockroaches from under the table and handed it to Loren, "Being with young people, I, an old man, seem to become a little younger."

Loren also understood that this was probably not a prelude to expulsion, so he neatly took out one and stuffed it into his mouth: "Then you can come to the lounge more often and tell us stories."

Dumbledore looked at Loren's crisp action and his smile became even more satisfied. "Professor McGonagall told me about you. Hogwarts always meets students with extraordinary talents."

Loren was a little confused. Is playing tricks on people a sign of talent?

Professor McGonagall, who was next to him, had long been speechless at the interaction between the two people, and finally said: "Loren's eyes are a little different, and he can see things that are difficult for others to see."

"Yes, you told me before school started that there was a student who could see the landing point of the Apparition." Dumbledore said.

Professor McGonagall added: "Also this morning, Loren seemed to be able to see through my Animagus, so I brought him here for you to see."

Loren realized that it was for that mysterious talent.

"Can you share your unique perspective, Loren?" Dumbledore looked at Loren with a smile.

"certainly!"

Loren also wanted to know what this talent was. He began to carefully recall the scene he saw at that time, "About Apparition, before Professor McGonagall appeared, I seemed to be able to see blurred distortions in space."

He paused and continued: "This morning, I saw a red light on the cat on the podium, which gave me a familiar feeling. I probably guessed it."

Professor McGonagall took the opportunity to add: "Then I used this to tease poor Miss Granger, causing her to be frightened for the entire class."

"Hahahahaha, what an enviable age." Dumbledore laughed.

Later, Dumbledore chatted with Professor McGonagall, and they told Loren that there are many people in the world with magical talents.

Some are inherited by blood, such as the mixed-blood wizard who has the charm ability of Veela, and some are awakened by oneself, such as the Disguise Magus that can change the face, or the gift of prophecy.

Neither of them knew the specific condition of Loren's eyes. Dumbledore said that he would go through some information and ask some old friends, and would tell Loren the results when they came up.

The conversation lasted for a long time, and Loren and Dumbledore finished eating a whole box of cockroaches.

When Professor McGonagall suggested that it was time to leave, Loren also made a decision and said: "By the way, Principal Dumbledore, I also saw some strange scenes, and I think I should tell you."