Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 389: Hermione’s daily life at school

The fog is pervasive and bushes grow.

On the edge of the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, the visible range is more than that in the depths. The pale golden sunlight swayed by the sun is cut into a little bit of brilliance by the dense layers of leaves, and the white fog Entangled together, like a light yarn sewn with golden silk thread, the mist floats, and the light yarn floats along with it.

Under a tall oak tree, Hermione and Professor McGonagall are talking about something.

"As I mentioned in the previous transformation course as an extension, Animagus is a very difficult magic. The process of learning it requires great perseverance, great talent, and a little luck. ."

"Animagus is a magic that needs to be adhered to. The first part is very difficult. You need to shout a leaf of Mandela grass in your mouth during the first month of the month. You can’t do anything under any circumstances. Let him be swallowed or spit out. If he leaves his mouth, everything will start again."

"So Hermione, you should practice first. Get used to holding a piece of something in your mouth, otherwise you may make a mistake when eating, and you will lose all your efforts."

"Then at the full moon..." Professor McGonagall said patiently.

"...Especially there is a step. If there is not enough storm as an opportunity, as the last step, we have to wait forever."

"Good luck. After you are ready, there may be a storm that is enough for you to take this step. If you are not lucky, it may take a few years."

"It is not a heavy rain in the conventional sense. It must be heavy. The heavier the rain, the higher the success rate."

"This holiday may only ensure that you are proficient in the previous steps."

"It takes a lot of effort to transform into an animal form. This is a price that must be paid."

"Of course, you are one of the smartest students I have ever taught, and I believe you can master it." Maybe it was because I thought it might dampen Hermione’s enthusiasm, Professor McGonagall changed the subject suddenly and started to give Hermione again. Encourage.

"I will teach you most of the time, at least to keep you from going astray."

"After all, some people are still groping, but they have become monsters, or they can't change back into human form."

After all, it's teaching, so in most cases, Professor McGonagall is talking about it, and Hermione just listened quietly.

"This is the end of the first class. If you don't understand, you can ask after thinking about it."

"Okay, Professor McGonagall." Hermione murmured a little, with a leaf in her mouth that was inconvenient to talk and looked very awkward.

The place where they practiced is also farther and farther away from the center of the Forbidden Forest, because the deeper they go, the evil that surrounds them feels almost impossible to breathe normally.

I don't know why, after explaining the main points, Professor McGonagall frowned, looked deep, and then sighed: "Firenze is indeed not exaggerated, but I have not found the source of the problem at all. "

The dense pressure almost drives people crazy, and the smell of evil is almost everywhere.

"Maybe you have to change a place in the future, this neighborhood is indeed not suitable." Professor McGonagall frowned and looked around the surrounding environment, apparently becoming more and more disgusted with the evil in the Forbidden Forest.

She went deep, then found nothing, and was forced back by increasing pressure.

The most critical problem is that she doesn't know where the problem lies. If it is an evil creature, at least it must have a physical body.

She also used the spell "show the true shape" to remove the disguise, but it didn't work, so she had to give up.

"By the way, is it accustomed to being alone in the dormitory?" Professor McGonagall helped her glasses and asked with concern to Hermione. When talking in private, she would not deliberately show a bitter hatred. Deep face.

"It's okay, Professor McGonagall." Hermione said softly.

In the next school year, she will be a sixth-grade student. The process of maturity, learning to endure loneliness, is a path that must be passed. .

Maybe more lonely in the future

"By the way, that's all for today's exercise."

"You come to the office with me, I have something for you"

The early practice of Animagus is quite boring, or it can't be regarded as practice, it's just preparation for prerequisites.

Hermione followed Professor McGonagall back to her office, and the old lady pulled out an envelope from under the large roll of parchment.

"This is your grade. Since your parents have traveled abroad, I will not send it to them, but give it to you directly."

"Look, whether it is me or your parents, I will be proud of you."

Hermione opened the envelope expectantly, her hands trembling from tension.

She covered her mouth in disbelief and almost called out.

"11 Os, I'm very satisfied." Professor McGonagall praised rarely, with a slight smile on his wrinkled face

Even more than 12 O makes her feel happy.

As everyone knows, she hates Trelawney's divination class.

If you choose all courses, you will have to take 12 exams.

The fact that Hermione is eleven is very telling.

Hermione held up the report card and repeated confirmation through the yellow light.

"There is something wrong with my arithmetic and divination, and the actual combat of the dark magic defense, I thought..." Hermione was still happy to cry as she counted.

She wants to share this joy with her parents, but this is impossible to achieve.

"Stupid boy." Professor McGonagall thought that Hermione was just happy with her grades.

"Even if it is excellent, some flaws will be allowed. You did a good job." The old lady said with a smile.

In the following period, Hermione spent a period of time at Hogwarts that could be called a "leisure time"

Everything is too late, and Animagus is not a skill to be practiced all day long.

With a mandela leaf in her mouth, Hermione chose to go to the library to kill time.

Although it is a holiday, the library is still open.

Mrs. Pins, the librarian, was leaning on a red cloth chair with side flaps. She was holding a Muggle popular love story watching with relish, and she choked from time to time. Wiping tears with his hands.

After seeing Hermione come in~IndoMTL.com~Mrs. Pins quickly hid the book behind her.

This is not surprising, because Professor McGonagall greeted her

Hermione wanted to recommend some of the more classic books in the Muggle world to her, but after thinking about it, popular literature also has the charm of popular literature, so there is not much to say.

She randomly found a place, quickly sat down, unfolded the book, and began to preview the knowledge she might learn afterwards.

For example, "Advanced Potions", Snape still likes to target Gryffindor.

He often asks some simple questions to his own students, and uses difficult questions to make Gryffindor difficult, most of which are beyond the textbook.

Harry was the subject of his torment the most, even if Hermione's hand was almost raised to the ceiling, Snape pretended not to see it.

Of course, what she didn't know was that Severus Snape was no longer the person who would teach them the sixth grade potions class in the future.