"Professor McGonagall, I have a question..." After class, Belinda went to the auditorium for lunch with an expression of 'finally liberated'. Anna ran to Professor McGonagall with her textbook in her hands, her face full of curiosity.

"Miss Lawrence...you said," Professor McGonagall raised her glasses and motioned her to speak. This girl is not ordinary, and Professor McGonagall was very curious about her question.

"Professor McGonagall, I read in the book that the Transfiguration Charm can turn a mouse into a snuff box, and a living thing into a dead thing. In this case, is the mouse considered dead?"

"No, it still has ideas, a snuff box with ideas," Professor McGonagall put his hands on his thighs, interested in this question, "there are many restrictions on the transfiguration of living creatures, if the magic is not enough , then the Transfiguration Spell will quickly expire."

"The mouse will soon return to its original form," Professor McGonagall mused, "but it should be noted that this process can be dangerous if you are not careful - the Transfiguration Charm should not be cast on humans, at any time. Yes."

"Okay, Professor McGonagall," Anna wrote down on her notes, "what if, I mean what if, there was a spell that could turn people into teddy bears? Is that also a kind of Transfiguration?"

"It's Transfiguration, but when it comes to people, it's also a type of black magic," Professor McGonagall frowned. "I know that Slytherin has a tradition of studying black magic, but I still don't recommend it..."

"No, no, I'm just asking, no one is going to be turned into a teddy bear!" Anna satisfied her curiosity, said goodbye to Professor McGonagall in a hurry, and went to the auditorium for dinner.

Professor McGonagall watched Anna leave the classroom and shook her head, "I hope so."

"You still have questions to ask Professor McGonagall," Belinda was grumbling with Anna who had just sat down in the noisy auditorium, "She is so strict, I can hardly breathe in the same room with her! "

"What are you talking about?" Anna took a chicken leg and ate it.

"Hmph, tell you you don't know either..." Belinda gracefully picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth, "Sirius Black, he plans to escape from prison, have you heard of it?"

"I saw it in the Daily Prophet, what's wrong?" Anna shrugged. It couldn't be clearer. I planned this.

"There is a senior whose mother is from the Ministry of Magic. He said that his mother sent a letter telling him not to sway around recently and stay in the castle. It was confirmed that Blake had escaped!" Belinda waved her arms exaggeratedly, "It's dangerous outside! Um...you know...Harry Potter?"

"I heard someone say, the boy who survived," Harry, who was so familiar, came to the house three times a week for meals.

"I didn't expect you to be a Muggle, so you know a lot about these things," Belinda rubbed her hands together, "Senior said that there are a lot of Aurors around the castle where Harry Potter lives..."

"The castle? Harry and the castle?" Did these little wizards imagine the way of life of the savior too beautifully? When did Harry have a castle?

"Yeah, where else can he live if he doesn't live in a castle? He's so powerful!" Belinda coughed twice, "Anyway... the Ministry of Magic takes this very seriously—"

She approached Anna and lowered her voice, "This means that it is very likely that the mysterious person is really back!"

"Are you from the Mysterious Man faction?" Anna continued to chew on the chicken legs.

"What? Of course not!" Belinda hurriedly waved her hand, and she lowered her voice even more, "Dad said we never supported anyone, we were never Death Eaters... uh...how do you say...Anyway, we keep Neutral!" She affirmed herself, "Yes, that's it!"

"Let's change the subject!" Belinda took out the timetable written down in the pink notebook. "In the afternoon, it's magic spells and herbal medicine. I hope your textbooks don't have any weird smells anymore." She rolled her eyes. " It smells so bad, did you drop the book into the toilet?"

"It smells like dung," Anna smiled and touched Belinda's robe. "I also hope that the smell will disappear soon."

"Anna! You're a Muggle! Let go of my robes! You're full of oil!" Belinda screamed.

In the afternoon spell class, Anna finally met Professor Flitwick, who was rumored to be of goblin blood. He had a small body, pointed ears, and looked very kind with a smile.

The classroom for the Charms class is right next to the showroom. Anna had already visited this classroom once when she came to the castle from the secret passage.

"Hey! Anna!" Cedric greeted Anna from his seat, "I remember correctly? It's Anna, right?"

"I remember correctly, Cedric, it's nice to meet you," Anna pulled the awkward Belinda over and gave him a high five, "How are you doing?"

"Very good, how about you?" Cedric suddenly remembered the Slytherin where Anna went, "Um..." He shrank his neck like a thief, "How are they? I heard Prefect Watt say... Slytherin Except for Prefect Abigail, who is a good person, if you meet others, you'd better turn your head and leave, go as far as you can..."

Belinda, who was dragged down by Anna, frowned, "Hmph, then you'd better listen to your prefect."

"I think so..." Cedric laughed, "but it's not so exaggerated, at least the good people in Slytherin have to add another Anna."

"And Belinda," Anna introduced to Cedric. "My roommate, he's not bad." At least she put the oil in her hand on her robe, and she was willing to forgive me for talking to me.

"Hello, I'm Cedric, Cedric Diggory," Cedric stretched out his hand.

"Digory? Oh, hello, Belinda Shafik," Belinda shook his hand. "The Diggory from Edrich Diggory?"

"It should be... Dad once said that our family had a Minister of Magic, but that was many years ago," Cedric scratched his head, "You know this very well..."

"Of course, I remember these twists and turns very well," Belinda said with pride, "I also know that Minister Diggory wanted to stop the Dementors from continuing to serve as Azkaban's guards, and he died of scabies in the end. in the office."

"Yes," Cedric nodded, "I've read his biography..."

"Then I'll tell you something you don't know - my dad said it was a conspiracy and that Minister Diggory was murdered by a dementor, but it was covered up by other senior officials of the Ministry of Magic who colluded with the dementors."

Belinda shrugged, as if the murder was a normal operation, "The Ministry of Magic has never cared about anything about the Azkaban guards since then."

"This is really..." Cedric didn't know how to react. He held his head and suddenly heard that his ancestors were murdered. It was really too much information. "It's so evil..."

"It's okay, regarding interests, this is a routine operation."

Anna opened her mouth to look at Belinda, and Belinda waved, "Look at me? What my dad said."

"Uh...I think we'd better talk about... Quidditch! Yes, Quidditch!" Ana tried to digress, talking about murder in this fantastic school of magic really shouldn't be, "Cedric, take your broom with you. come yet?"

"I...cough, I didn't," Cedric almost choked on his own saliva. "It's unfortunate that Headmaster Dumbledore just heard about the plan... But I did learn a lot about Hogwarts Quidditch. …”

Cedric had a mysterious look on his face, as if some shocking secret was about to be revealed. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com "Have you heard of 'The Golden Snitch of the Warriors'?"

"Ah?" Anna shook her head, "I've never heard of it, is it a legend?"

"It can also be said that the story happened last semester," Cedric said with a serious face. "It was a fierce Quidditch match, Slytherin against Gryffindor..."

"It was at a critical moment in the game when Charlie, the captain and Seeker of Gryffindor, was knocked out by the Quaffle! At that moment, the sky in Gryffindor fell! Without the only Seeker, Professor McGonagall felt that There is no hope of victory, and I took Charlie to the school hospital—"

"But shortly after they left, a miracle happened. A man named 'James Potter' took the position of Seeker. He turned the tide of the game as soon as he came on the court! He easily caught the Snitch!"

"Oh, then," Belinda felt a little upset when she heard that Slytherin didn't win.

"The point is, no one knows how this 'James Potter' appeared! Professor McGonagall said she didn't find such a substitute for Gryffindor at all!"

"And that's the name Gryffindor's Chaser from ten years ago!"

"He wears a red hood, and no one who sees his face knows him," Cedric said, getting more and more excited, almost jumping up, "he appeared out of nowhere, and after he helped Gryffindor win the game, Disappeared!"

"No one ever saw him at school again! All he left behind was a Snitch who could never be opened again! And there's a legend—"

"The next person to open the Golden Snitch will be favored by the Quidditch wizards! Become the King of Quidditch!"

Cedric concluded, "It's just like 'Sword in the Stone'! I'm so looking forward to it, I hope to see someone open the Snitch while I'm in school!"