The Transfiguration Professor at Hogwarts is always up to something

In the 11 years he has been in the Dursley family, Harry has never found any holiday to be pleasant. They always allow Cousin Dudley to tease him in a fuller state.

When he first came to Hogwarts, Harry felt that every day was like a festival.

He no longer has to be trapped in that small stairwell. He has a large dormitory and a comfortable bed. Although he does not own it alone, every roommate is very friendly to him.

He no longer has to suffer from hunger. Compared with the previous times when he was often locked into a small space and starved for a meal, he could eat and drink freely on the long table in the auditorium. He really loved this place.
He no longer has to feel inferior to others. He has become a hero in the magical world inexplicably. Although he has no memory of what happened at that time and is still a little uncomfortable with the feeling of being in the spotlight, as a boy, who can do this?

Aren’t you complacent?

But over time, or eight or nine days, he became accustomed to it.

It's like staying in Zhilan's room for a long time without smelling its fragrance.

And with the halo of being a savior, during the two months of studying and living at Hogwarts, he found that his talent did not seem to be worthy of that huge reputation.

My performance in various subjects cannot be said to be bad, but it is only average.

This made him very distressed, and the class schedule posted on the wall became even more disgusting.

Especially in every class, there will be one person who constantly shows how outstanding she is, which makes him even more mediocre.

Sometimes he also thinks that maybe that kind of performance is worthy of his reputation.

Yes, he was jealous, and sometimes even wanted to stay away from Hermione.

But I don’t want to do this in my heart.

He could feel the kindness conveyed by Hermione, although this kindness was sometimes difficult to accept.

Harry thought as he touched the glasses frame that had been repaired as before. Apart from Hagrid, Hermione was the first person among the little wizards to help him and was his friend.

What troubled him recently was that the relationship between his two friends was getting worse and worse. In the Charms class just now, Ron's face turned red and swollen, as if he was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood and spray it on Hermione's face.

I feel vaguely that the conflict between them may intensify again...

Sure enough, Ron hurried over after class and angrily said bad things about Hermione to him.

"No wonder no one in the class can stand her, she is a nightmare!"

"A person's deepest nightmare."

Last night, when Hermione was about to leave, Ani stopped her.

"It's just that people are addicted to themselves, unable to notice, no one reminds them, and unable to extricate themselves.

Hermione, conflicts are never one-sided.

When you are angry because of others, you should also try to look at the problem from the perspective of others.

Just because your starting point is good, you cannot require others to follow your advice willingly——

After being reprimanded at home, many boys still choose to go their own way despite knowing that their parents love them.

Everyone has the right to choose their own life. Being willing to be mediocre is not a shortcoming. Everything has pros and cons.

Well-intentioned advice is noble, and well-intentioned help is also noble. The other party's rejection will not undermine this nobleness, but anger will.

If you get angry because of this, this nobility will be labeled as controlling others.

Don't rush to defend yourself, Hermione. As an excellent wizard, we must learn to ignore those irrelevant criticisms, but more importantly, we must clarify our own hearts and make ourselves better..."

If she hadn't thought of this, Hermione swore that she would have punched the redhead hard and screwed up his mouth.

Taking two quick steps to stop the two of them, Hermione turned around and said hello to Harry first. Aini said that when you are angry, don't take it out on others.

"Mr. Ronald Weasley, I apologize for hurting your self-esteem." Hermione looked at Ron without blinking.

"I won't meddle in other people's business anymore, but please know that it's not polite to criticize others behind their backs. Goodbye!"

After saying goodbye to Harry, the little witch left with her chin raised proudly.

Harry looked at his friends beside him. Ron's face was red with anger and his whole body was shaking.

After Hermione withdrew her former friendliness, she stopped talking nonsense and kept her head down without speaking.

Then Harry saw that neither of them said a word during the entire class that followed. They also seemed very silent after class.

This state lasted until the banquet.

Under the playful eyes of the senior students, the freshmen of the Class of 1991 put on expressions of exclamation.

The high ceiling was covered with dark clouds, and clusters of bats shuttled between the candlelights, making the candlelight, which was already darker than usual, even brighter and flickerier.

The bats passed through the big mouth of the jack-o-lantern, and then exited through the nose and eyes. Some unlucky ones even had their hair set on fire, bringing out a stream of fire, emitting black smoke, and swirling down.

, and turned into a ghost decoration when it was about to hit the top of the little wizard's head, and at this time, there were dark clouds above.

There were also many weird mini ghosts wandering around, and a minotaur with smoking nostrils ran past Hannah's legs, startling her and falling backwards.

Fortunately, Neville's quick eyesight and quick hands helped her, and she was saved from being trampled when another iron-clawed monster, which was shorter and skinnier than the other mini-ghosts, ran past.

"Oh, my God, I know this guy. He's Freddy Krueger. I didn't expect the wizard to know him too."

Justin shouted excitedly, seemingly happy to see a familiar character in the wizarding world again. At the same time, he was a little confused about why Freddy's hat was green?

"Of course we know." Ernie put his hand on Justin's shoulder, "He is a famous dark wizard. I heard that he broke the mandrake flower pot when he cast the spell."

"Then what?" Justin looked shocked and asked quickly.

"When the Aurors who were chasing him arrived, his body was still active, but his soul was gone..."

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Ernie was chatting, and Hannah soon joined in. It was obvious that the three freshmen got along very well with each other.

Different from the Hufflepuff trio, Ron, one of the original Gryffindor Iron Triangle, now has his eyes protruding and his wide mouth protruding forward, as if he is ready to catch the eyeballs that may fall off at any time.<

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Just now, Ron, who was looking towards the Minotaur, discovered that his brother, Percy, whom the twins called friendless, was chatting and laughing with a witch in front of the Gryffindor table.

Her long, smooth chestnut hair flowed across her delicate face. Under her thin eyebrows, her deep brown pupils seemed to absorb the scant candlelight nearby, but condensed the most transparent clarity.

The pointed nose stands proudly upright, and the wings of the nose open and close, as if they are happily playing with the dimples that appear from time to time.

The slightly curved thin lips outline a bright arc. Although the color is a bit light, it makes people feel that this is the true nature of gentleness.

It's so immersive that you can't help but smile with her.

The two set teeth not only did not diminish the girl's beauty, but made her more cute and real.

However, why does it look like——

"Hermione?"

Harry and Ron spoke at the same time, and immediately got the answer from each other's question.

"Hermione!"

The two looked at each other in disbelief.

Ron felt empty in his heart, feeling that he had lost something very important.

The two came to the side, and before Ron opened his mouth to say anything, Hermione greeted Harry first, and continued talking to Percy without even looking at him.

Seeing Ron's hesitant expression, Hermione felt that the sullenness in her heart for the past two months had completely dissipated.

You used to be indifferent to me, but today, you are beyond your reach, sister!

This sentence is not directed at anyone, but at everyone!

You have the right to refuse my help.

I also have the right to choose my friends!

I just need to live the way I want.

After finishing her conversation with Percy, Hermione helped Neville stretch out the robe tucked into his waist and sat down.

At this time, Dumbledore also stood up. After a brief speech, the dining table sat in the flickering candlelight, and the golden plate with various colors instantly became full.

Aini flicked her index finger slightly, and a long, pointed needle flew out silently.

Only when the needle fell to the ground did Professor Quirrell, a model worker, arrive as promised.

"The troll is in the basement. I, I thought you knew..."

After saying that, he "passed out" and prepared to land with his own face for the sake of the "portable grandpa" on the back of his head.

"Ah~!~!~!" o(*≧д≦)o!!

Practice has proven that all it takes to wake up a wizard who is pretending to be comatose is the sting of a Billywig bug.

Of course, the needle should be placed upward.

Quirrell screamed heartbreakingly as he floated, and the slender Billywig insect sting penetrated his eyelids and drove in deeply.

Seeing this tragic scene, Aini also twitched the corner of his mouth. He swore that he just threw the sting needle out and did not perform any operations later.

If there is a fluctuation in magic power, even a weak Voldemort cannot be unaware of it.

In fact, if Quirrell fell down without selecting the area where the stinging needle was located, Aini did think about controlling the stinging needle to give him a blow.

But Quirrell is obviously more unlucky than he imagined. It seems that Voldemort's curse on the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is indeed similar to what he observed, which will strip away the luck of the recipient.

And under Dumbledore's deliberate urging, Quirrell's luck may not turn into a high negative number.

Just like the sting needle thrown by Aini before, it happened to get stuck in the gap in the floor and became neutral. Then, as if guided by destiny, Quirrell hit it hard with his right eye.

It’s simply a natural disaster.

Ani looked at Dumbledore and laughed awkwardly. Obviously, his little actions could not be hidden from this bad old man.

Tsk, if you knew it and didn't stop it, you are an accomplice.

I felt very hard-hearted, but Aini decided to avoid it for the time being.

"Professor Dumbledore, you and the professors can guard the auditorium while I go to take the troll back to the Forbidden Forest."

Having said that, it’s best to sneak away first, and besides, today is a day for Hermione’s spiritual transformation, and Aini doesn’t want the banquet to end so hastily.

Now that you have come to this magical world, and there are big bosses behind you to protect you, you have to make some changes according to your own wishes.

If you are afraid of the wolf in front and the tiger in the back, because Voldemort will be resurrected, you will live in fear every day.

What's the difference between that and my previous life where I had to take the initiative to work overtime in 996 for fear of being scolded by my boss?!

And after just receiving a black light group, Aini said that he can play with Quirrell for a year!

I've got the Dark Lord's wool!