Hogwarts: This wizard wants to improve too much

On the second floor of Hogwarts, Ethan walked into the Transfiguration classroom.

The first thing that caught his eye was the tabby cat lying on the podium. There was a circle of patterns around the eyes of the tabby cat, just like the glasses worn by Professor McGonagall.

Ethan didn't dare to look at it any more and hurried into the classroom.

Several of his roommates were sitting and chatting. Seeing Ethan's arrival, they hurriedly greeted him.

"Ethan, we didn't see you after we woke up. Where have you been for so long?"

"Get familiar with the environment of Hogwarts with the senior."

Ethan sat down directly next to Michael and didn't hide anything about it.

"Senior Penelope?"

Terry guessed the answer at a glance.

From the situation yesterday, Senior Penelope treated Ethan and other freshmen Ravenclaw students differently.

"Yeah!"

"You are so lucky!"

Terry was a little envious.

It was almost time for class. All the Ravenclaws had arrived, and Ethan was the last one.

Looking around, the classroom was almost full, and it seemed that Hufflepuff and Gryffindor were still a few people short.

His eyes collided with Cassandra, but the next moment she immediately turned her head away. Ethan found that Cassandra was sitting alone in the Slytherin group and did not choose to sit with others.

Hermione had a deskmate, and the two were still chatting. Now they looked harmonious. It should be her roommate!

After observing Ethan chatting with his roommate in the classroom, he suddenly noticed that a little wizard's movements were a little weird.

There is fun again!

Ethan immediately sat up straight and looked towards the podium without blinking.

A little Hufflepuff witch was approaching the podium cautiously, with her hands in her pockets, as if holding something. Ethan remembered that her name seemed to be Crossan Pullman.

On the side of the podium, in order not to alarm the tabby cat, Crossan slowly took out the things in her pocket, small dried fish.

Carrying snacks with her, she is worthy of being a Hufflepuff.

With one hand holding the small dried fish, she slowly approached the tabby cat, and the other hand was suspended in the air, ready to stroke the tabby cat when it was eating.

She had a Maine Coon cat with catkin blood at home, which she raised from childhood. If it were not for Hogwarts, where only owls, mice, and toads could be brought to school, she would definitely bring her own cat.

I haven't stroked a cat for two days, and I have been addicted to it for a long time. Now I see a very cool cat, how can I miss it.

If I can lure it back to Hufflepuff with the food I brought with me, then I can openly raise a cat. After all, this is not something I brought with me, but a local cat of Hogwarts.

Just when the dried fish was about 20 centimeters away from the cat's mouth, another group of Hufflepuff students walked in from the door.

One of the girls quickly stepped forward and held Crossan's hand, and dragged it back.

Just now she was telling her friends on the road, 'Professor McGonagall might turn into a cat to test us', but she was just a step late, and this friend she just met yesterday almost fell into the trap.

When she was about nine years old, her sister enrolled in Gryffindor College of Hogwarts. At her request, she wrote some interesting stories about Hogwarts for her, and she told this story, 'A group of little witches from Hufflepuff, before the first Transfiguration class, surrounded Professor McGonagall's cat and wanted to touch it, and she was scared to death'.

Ethan could clearly see that the tabby cat glanced at the little witch.

Obviously, the old cat lady was really fishing for law enforcement, and the little witch ruined Professor McGonagall's good deeds.

Soon, the bell for class rang, but Professor McGonagall still did not appear.

Although there was no teacher, no one dared to play around in the classroom, because Professor McGonagall left a serious and rigid impression on the little wizards yesterday.

If you dare to make trouble in her class, you will obviously not get a good result.

After about ten minutes, Professor McGonagall still did not arrive. Some of the little wizards could not sit still and began to whisper.

Everyone was guessing why Professor McGonagall was late. Ethan even heard a few little wizards talking about whether Professor McGonagall forgot to attend class because of a date.

This made Ethan tremble with fear. They dared to guess one by one!

Until the door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open, the scene became quiet.

Ron and Harry made a brilliant appearance.

The two looked around the classroom nervously at first, and when they found that Professor McGonagall had not arrived, they were obviously relieved.

If they were not caught, they would not be considered late.

Ron even said to Harry excitedly:

"Can you imagine how ugly old McGonagall's face would be if he knew we were late?"

Ethan, who heard all this clearly, just wanted to say one sentence, what a trick!

No matter how old a woman is, she doesn't like to hear the word "old".

Sure enough, as soon as Ron's voice fell, the tabby cat in the lecture jumped off the stage, and his body began to twist and deform. Before landing, he had turned into Professor McGonagall.

Ron, who had just smiled because Professor McGonagall hadn't arrived, froze immediately.

Although Professor McGonagall looked unhappy, she finally achieved her goal.

In the first Transfiguration class for freshmen every year, Professor McGonagall would use the Animagus form to fish for law enforcement. The goal was to highlight the power of Transfiguration while attracting the interest of young wizards and shocking them.

"That's amazing!"

Ron complimented, hoping to avoid punishment.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Weasley."

"Perhaps turning Mr. Potter and Lee into a pocket watch will be more effective. Maybe you will understand the meaning of being on time."

Obviously, Professor McGonagall still has a lot to say about the old McGonagall.’ was still brooding over it.

“We are lost!”

Harry was a little worried about being late for the first class, and it was his own dean’s class, so he quickly explained.

“Then turn it into a map!”

After all, Professor McGonagall didn’t make it too difficult for the two:

“Find your own seat, you don’t need a map!”