Hogwarts Mental Rehabilitation Center

After the Muggle Studies class, the next class was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, and Travis was quite looking forward to this class.

Because the textbooks for this school year talk about the knowledge of Animagus...just knowledge, no spells.

The control of Animagus is still very strict. Third-year students can only learn about this magic, but they cannot learn how to cast it.

Of course, you can circumvent this restriction by secretly learning on your own.

Being able to only transform into ordinary animals is really unattractive to Travis, but this does not affect Travis's expectations for the Transfiguration class.Travis still wanted to hear Professor McGonagall, the master of transfiguration, have any unique insights into Animagus.

However, he never expected that when Travis walked into the Transfiguration class, he saw two cats, one big and one small, on the podium.

At that moment, Travis resisted the urge to turn away and walked into the classroom with great determination.

When Travis came and sat down next to Ron, Travis could clearly see Ron's face turning red as he suppressed laughter.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall did not get angry at Travis. Instead, he returned to his human form and touched Meowth's chin before the class officially started.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Travis listened carefully to the lecture and listened very carefully.

However, Harry was a little distracted, and many of his classmates were also in a daze.

Travis noticed it, and Professor McGonagall even more so.

"This is the first time I have encountered a student who is so indifferent to my transformation." Professor McGonagall said.

You are the worst class I have ever led! ——Travis silently translated for Professor McGonagall in his heart.

"Tell me, what happened to you today?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"We...just went to the Divination class." Hermione said after raising her hand.

Professor McGonagall frowned for a moment, then relaxed.

"Okay, I think I understand. Tell me, who of you does Professor Trelawney say is going to die this year?" Professor McGonagall asked.

Everyone was shocked, and many students subconsciously looked at Harry, so Professor McGonagall also looked at Harry.

Harry nodded to meet Professor McGonagall's gaze: "It's me."

"understood."

Professor McGonagall nodded, turned sideways and touched the head of the meowing cat that was still lingering on the lecture table.

"You may not know this. Professor Trelawney has predicted the death of one student every year since she arrived at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. However, so far they have all been alive and well."

"So, you don't need to be so nervous. It's just Professor Trelawney's welcome ceremony for the new class... although I don't think this welcome ceremony will make the students happy."

After hearing Professor McGonagall's explanation, everyone looked much better, and their originally depressed mood was relieved a lot.

Harry's expression also softened a lot, but he was obviously not as relaxed as the others.

After all, it was him who was predicted to die, not anyone else.

After class, perhaps sensing Travis's malicious gaze, he swooped into the crowd and disappeared with a meow.

Recently it has become more and more wild - it has reached its age.

If converted to human age, Meow, who is a little over two years old, would be rebellious and disobedient, and Travis has no good way to solve it.

For this disease, only time is the antidote.

"Okay, Harry, don't think about prophecies anymore."

During lunch, Travis couldn't help but comforted Harry when he saw that Harry was still absent-minded.

"Look at me, didn't I survive when I was beaten by the centaurs who were the best at divination? They didn't do divination when they dealt with me? This fully shows that divination is not reliable at all."

The words woke up the dreamer, and hearing Travis, who had also been divined, come out and give his own explanation, Harry felt much better instantly.

The effect was more obvious than Professor McGonagall's comfort.

"Think of more fun things, such as the Care of Magical Creatures class in the afternoon and the games in the evening~"

"Same." Harry let out a long breath and took a bite of the baked potato: "I wonder what magical creatures Hagrid will bring us?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's a fire dragon."

As soon as Ron finished speaking, he was suddenly startled, and then immediately looked at Travis.

"I remember you said before that there is a dragon farm next to Hogwarts, and you invested in it, right?" Ron asked seriously.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?!" Ron suddenly raised his voice: "That's a fire dragon! You can definitely go in and visit, right? You can definitely!"

"Yes, what do you want to express?"

"I want to go!"

"If you want to go, just say so. It's not a big deal."

Travis rolled his eyes at Ron, peeled off the skin of a piece of cooked potato, crushed it into puree on a plate, and then poured a little milk into it.

"Uh... Is it really okay? I thought it would be difficult." Ron asked in disbelief.

"How difficult can it be?"

Travis looked up at Ron.

"Please, that's a fire dragon farm, a commercial farm. It's essentially the same as a pig farm or a chicken farm. What's the difficulty in just visiting it?"

Ron was suddenly speechless.

"That's great, can you do it tonight?" Thinking of Travis's frequent late-night activities, Harry quickly added: "I mean after class today."

"anytime."

Travis frowned - the mashed potatoes failed - they didn't taste good.

After thinking for a while, Travis added another spoonful of sugar to it, which finally neutralized the astringency of the potatoes.

"You can go even now."

Travis said as he enjoyed his homemade mashed potatoes.

"Let's go after class. It's too hurried to go now. I have to rush back to class."

Hermione's words were unanimously agreed by Harry and Ron.

Although it was determined that we would go after class, maybe because of the thought of going to the dragon farm, the speed of eating was obviously accelerated a lot.

After eating and resting for a while, the four of them headed to Hagrid's "classroom" outside Hogwarts Castle.

The journey went very smoothly, and the class went smoothly without anyone causing trouble.

Hagrid was very excited at first. When he was teaching the students, his tone was trembling slightly and his words were even more incoherent. Fortunately, he got into the mood after a while.

He was so excited that he forgot that he was a teacher and also forgot about his nervousness.

Hagrid explained everything about the hippogriff to the students, from its name to its living habits to its personality and temper.

Finally, Hagrid offered to have one of his students try to gain the hippogriff's friendship and ride on its back.

Everyone retreated together, highlighting Harry who was advancing instead of retreating.

"Well done, Harry!" Hagrid said happily.

Harry was stunned, looked to the side and suddenly realized something, and quickly turned his head and looked back.

He saw Travis applauding him and Ron whistling pretending to be nonchalant.

At this moment, Harry's heart can be expressed in three letters: