[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

In the past few days, Amy began to feel a little uneasy, always feeling that she had neglected something.

It felt exactly like the feeling he had when he forgot to tell Harry about Peter Pettigrew during the summer vacation.

So, after a certain divination class, she asked Professor Trelawney: "Professor, if I keep feeling uneasy, is something really bad going to happen?"

Incense has been burning in the divination classroom for many years, and the one used recently was made with Amy's help. By the way, I asked Professor Trelawney for more theoretical knowledge on incense making.

Professor Trelawney was always crazy and said: "Ah, kid, is there something wrong with your sixth sense again? My sixth sense can only tell me ominous things, but also which person it is." Will leave. In the burning flame, moth wings will never be left. The person in the wine glass, you will not be able to swim out..."

Amy thought she was ill, so she left quickly.

Harry was so annoyed these days that even Ron ignored him, and Slytherin gave out various "Potter Stinky Shit" badges. Malfoy also threw one to Amy, but she threw it back again.

The next class was originally a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but they were suddenly told to take a spell class.

When the fourth-year Ravenclaw students arrived at the spell classroom, they saw a notice posted on the door, telling them to go to the open space outside the castle.

After they arrived in a hurry, they discovered that four colleges were having classes together again.

"Are the professors that busy? Do you still need four colleges to hold classes together to save time?" Amy had already complained.

The little Professor Flitwick stood in front of all the students and shouted to them: "Good afternoon, boys and girls!"

"Good afternoon, Professor!"

The collective greeting seemed a bit messy, probably because there was really no tacit understanding.

Professor Flitwick waved his magic wand, conjuring more than a dozen tables and more than a dozen pillows. After the transformation, he said to them: "We have all learned the flying curse and the flying curse. In Gryffindor House, the person who masters the best and learns the fastest is Miss Granger! So I Twenty points for Gryffindor!"

The applause was sparse, and Hermione's face showed pride, but after glancing at Amy, she became less friendly.

Professor Flitwick then added: "However, Miss Granger has objections to my adding fifty points to Ravenclaw! Excuse me, do others also have objections?"

Pansy screamed first: "Professor, how can you add so many points to your own college? This is bias! Favoritism!"

As soon as these words came out, more people were dissatisfied, and even shouted at Ravenclaw.

Amy would not quarrel with them at this time, because the fifty points were added to her...

"So, I specially called students from the four colleges here today, so that everyone can see with your own eyes why Ravenclaw can add fifty points to the same two spells he learned? And why, He Chippa can only get ten points? And Slytherin can't get a single point! Thank God if no points are deducted!" Professor Flitwick's words sounded a bit personal.

"Miss Granger, come forward!" Professor Flitwick gestured to the tables and pillows. Then he looked at Amy and nodded: "Miss Li, come up too!"

So, Hermione and Amy stood at the front together, preparing to demonstrate.

"I'll go first!" Hermione had already taken out her wand, chanting the spell skillfully, waving the wand, making those pillows fly around, and finally even controlled a few tables to fly.

This move successfully aroused applause and praise from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. Slytherin was simply dissatisfied, but had to accept it, so he only clapped his hands twice symbolically.

"Mudblood!" Pansy scolded with a frown.

Malfoy frowned at her and said nothing. Then he turned back to look at Amy, as if waiting for her to perform.

Amidst the praises, Hermione controlled the table and pillows to return to their original positions, as if they had never moved. After doing all this, he looked at Amy proudly, with an expression that seemed to say, look at how good I am, right? Worth twenty points, right? How did you get your fifty points? Let us also take a look?

Professor Flitwick also kept nodding: "Very good! Very good, Miss Granger! Please go back! Miss Li, it's your turn!"

Amy originally felt quite bored, but it changed once she was provoked by Hermione's eyes...

She stood sideways next to the row of tables, stretched out her arms, and pointed at the pillow beside her.

"Wrong posture!" Hermione reminded her with good intentions.

But Amy ignored her, her lips moved, and she didn't seem to make a sound, then she ran forward quickly. She saw the pillows she passed flying forward one by one like bullets, one after another, like a shuttle of bullets.

The crowd was stunned for two or three seconds, and then burst into even louder cheers.

This is just a pillow, what if I change it to something sharper? The lethality is definitely no less than some evil curses.

When Amy ran to the end of the table, she stopped, waved her magic wand again, and shouted: "Pillows are flying - all pillows are flying - six pillows are flying - five pillows are flying - three pillows are flying - seven pillows are flying The pillows are flying - all the tables are flying - five tables are flying..."

These pillows and tables suddenly became so obedient that they flew as many as they were commanded.

These children had never seen such a scene before, and they couldn't help but clapped their hands and screamed with excitement.

Malfoy also clapped his hands, smiling evilly.

Pansy was unhappy and shouted: "Draco, she is mud..."

"Shut up!" Malfoy's expression changed and he sighed, "She's not! I have evidence!"

Pansy was speechless for a moment, and her face, which originally looked like a pig-headed poodle, became even more funny.

"Okay! Okay!" Professor Flitwick also laughed happily, waving his wand to help Amy put the flying tables and pillows back into place, and then asked: "Everyone, what is Miss Li doing? Isn’t it really worth fifty cents?”

I saw everyone nodding and looking at Amy with special admiration. Even Hermione looked very convinced.

Just when Professor Flitwick asked everyone to practice on their own, Harry came over to ask her: "Amy, how did you do it? I mean... I want to master the 'Flying Curse' faster, and finally It's good to be able to control my broom. How can I achieve the fastest control possible like you? Best, let it fly farther! As far as several miles!"

"Broom?" Amy thought for a moment and said, "Actually, the 'Flying Curse' and the 'Flying Away Curse' first require a high concentration of attention, and then it depends on how much the thing you want to fly trusts you. Now. Since it is a broomstick, it is not an unconscious thing like a table pillow. If it trusts you enough, as long as you master the basic 'flying spell', it can fly to you no matter how far it is. !”

Not far away, Pansy was horrified to see Malfoy looking at Amy without blinking, waving his wand and muttering in a low voice: "Come here Amy...Come here Amy...Come here Amy...Ai." Mi is coming..."