hpMy messy life at Hogwarts

After all the hard work and with the help of the murals, I finally reached the fifth floor and found the oil painting of the giant dancing ballet. I looked at the ordinary wall and started to try...

Give me a room where I can practice my spells...

Give me a room where I can practice my spells...

Give me a room where I can practice my spells...

...

When I opened my eyes, a door similar to that of a classroom appeared on the wall. I looked around and there was still no one, so I ducked into the room.

It was empty inside, and there were some wooden men that could be used to attack and test the strength of the spell. I turned around the room with satisfaction, and then used my skilled "split" to destroy several wooden men in the middle. After a while, the pieces of the wooden men fell into pieces on their own. It returned to its original position and seemed to be reusable. After brushing up on my curses and black magic, I withdrew.

Walking on the stairs in the afternoon, Mr. Knight in the painting saw me and said excitedly: "Miss Prewett! I finally found you."

I was confused: "What do you want from me, Mr. Knight?"

"Principal Dumbledore asked us to find you in the office. I think you got lost again. We searched for a while." Mr. Knight explained, "Let me show you the way."

"You guessed it right, thank you for finding me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to go back~" I continued what he said and followed the knights walking through the murals to the principal's office.

"Lemon Snow!" The knight said the slogan for me, and I went in smoothly.

"Welcome, Lacey, please take a seat!" Dumbledore took out a box of candy and handed it to me.

"Long time no see Albus~ You should eat less sweets, you have gained a lot of weight~" I tasted a candy, it tasted sour and sweet.

"I heard that you don't need to take Charms class. Although I also recognize your level of Charms, you won't be using these hours to study dark magic, right?" Dumbledore frowned, "I can't do anything without guidance. Don’t worry.”

"I have no such plan for the time being. I am more interested in transfiguration, such as Animagus~Professor McGonagall said he would give me a small treatment~" Of course I lied to Dumbledore. I am interested in transfiguration and dark magic. They were all interested and added, "Besides, there are no dark magic books for me to study at Hogwarts~"

Dumbledore was obviously relieved, "Yes, transfiguration is also very powerful, but Animagus must not be practiced secretly. It is very dangerous. If you don't register, I think I will have to visit Azkaban." is you."

"I'm still an eleven-year-old little witch, so it's still early for this~" I shrugged and explained helplessly. I would not practice casually, and I didn't want to turn into a half-human, half-animal ghost.

"Also, if possible, can you take care of Harry? He knows too little about the wizarding world when he first came to the world, and his relationship with Malfoy is quite bad." Dumbledore asked.

"Of course. If he doesn't mind that I'm a Slytherin, I think letting him take risks and exercise can make him more confident. Look at that thin and shy look~" I suggested.

"We thought of going together, Lacey. There is no more suitable candidate than you in this academy." Dumbledore seemed very reassured about me who had grown up with him. Even Harry, whom he had been thinking about for more than ten years, was worried. I am willing to entrust you with your training.

"As a trade of equal value, I have to apply for Muggle Studies." I immediately put forward my request. It is impossible for me to work for free. I am a qualified Slytherin.

"Hmm... don't like this class? I remember there was only one class a week." Dumbledore recalled the class schedule.

"But I don't like to listen to other people's nonsense. He doesn't even know what a phone is or what a Muggle school is for. I'm afraid that if I listen to it for a long time, I will become a fool." I said with disgust. The professor thought that smart phones It is a tool for Muggles to talk to themselves. Muggle schools are prisons for children. If I don't fall asleep in his class, I will always be embarrassed. This is too painful.

"Okay, I also think this class is not very good, I will help you solve it." Dumbledore agreed.

"That's good, I'm going back. Goodbye Albus~" I stood up from the stool, grabbed Dumbledore's big candy box, and walked away.