Hogwarts God of Ice and Fire

Chapter 41 "We Never Punish Students With Transfiguration Charms"

Hermione asked in disbelief: "Irina, where did you get catnip?!"

Irina stuck out her tongue and leaned into Hermione's ear and said, "When I was previewing at home during the summer vacation, I heard that there is a profound transformation technique called Animagus, which can turn wizards into small animals, and Our British Animagus registered with the Ministry of Magic includes Professor McGonagall who can turn into a cat!"

Irina's exhaled breath hit Hermione's earlobe, making her pretty face blush.

But after hearing Irina's words, Hermione looked even more incredible: "So you know that tabby cat is Professor McGonagall, and then you still do this?!"

As a good baby, Hermione couldn't imagine what Irina did.

Irina smiled: "Oh, who can refuse a cute cat dean?"

Hermione rolled her eyes involuntarily.

Oh, Merlin's lace stockings!
Just when Hermione was about to continue to say something, she seemed to see some kind of terrifying existence, and she immediately stopped talking.

But Irina didn't notice it, and she continued: "If Professor McGonagall didn't change back too quickly, I would have prepared a cat stick and a cat teaser!"

Just as Irina was talking vigorously, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

This made Irina froze in place immediately, her head turned back piece by piece.

"Oh? Could you please Miss Lowell to show me your cat stick and teaser stick?"

Professor McGonagall looked at her with a half-smile, and her clenched right hand showed the anger in her heart.

Glancing at the helpless expression on Hermione's face, Irina forced a smile: "Professor, do you believe me when I say you heard wrong?"

Professor McGonagall looked sharply: "Do you think I believe it or not?"

Facing Professor McGonagall's eyes that seemed to want to kill, Irina resisted the urge to say "Guess, I guess, believe it or not", and lowered her head.

Just as the classroom fell into a deathly silence, two boys boldly broke into the classroom and rescued Irina.

Irina, with her head down, glanced out of the corner of her eye at Professor McGonagall who turned and walked towards the door of the classroom, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

Thank you, Harry and Ron!
At this moment, seeing that they were late and caught, Harry and Ron immediately stood where they were, waiting for Professor McGonagall to speak.

"Maybe I should turn Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley into a pocket watch, so at least one of you can keep time!"

Professor McGonagall said to the two seriously.

Harry argued, "Professor, we're lost."

Professor McGonagall said noncommittally: "Then it becomes a map. You don't need a map to find your own seat, do you?"

After all, Professor McGonagall asked the two to return to their seats.

Irina carefully looked up at a few people, and said in a voice she couldn't even hear, "We never use the Transfiguration Curse to punish students..."

at this time.

"Irina, stay after class!"

Professor McGonagall didn't answer.

"I'm done!" Irina threw herself into Hermione's arms with a sad face, making Hermione, who was blushing, bewildered.

……

At the luncheon, Irving Foley leaned over and whispered, "Did you hear that? That Gryffindor freshman named Lowell actually stuffed Professor McGonagall's Animagus form Catnip! I'm so envious... Ahh, it's incredible!"

Lynn glanced at him and said, "Are you a Hufflepuff? When did you like eating melons so much?!"

Although Lin En was calm on the surface, there was already a storm in his heart.

Good guy, how dare you bring catnip to Professor McGonagall? !
He really didn't dare to do this kind of work!
I'm so envious... Bah, it's outrageous!

However, that Irina should also be a time traveler, right? !
Lynn thought suspiciously. He turned his head and glanced at the silver-haired girl who was chatting and laughing with Hermione on the long Gryffindor table. The girl's delicate face and crisp laughter attracted the Gryffindor boys around to turn their heads. Attention.

Lynn shook his head.

Forget it, don't think about it, even if that Irina Lowell is also a time traveler, she doesn't pose much threat to him now.

As far as this school year is concerned, his biggest threat has to be Voldemort in the back of Quirrell's head!
Thinking of this, Lynn subconsciously glanced at Quirrell on the teacher's seat.

This head of garlic was wrapped in a thick turban that smelled like an old woman's foot wrap.

Could this Quilo be a double agent? !
It's admirable that Voldemort could stand the stench!

Lynn complained in his heart.

……

At 03:30 in the afternoon, it was the first flying lesson for Hogwarts freshmen.

The Gryffindor and Slytherin freshmen, including Irina and Hermione, hurried down the steps to the field in front of the door, preparing for their first flying lesson.

At this time, most of the little wizards had already arrived, and Harry and Ron stood next to Irina and Hermione. The four had already known each other in the boxes of the Hogwarts Express.

Ms. Hooch, the flying instructor, arrived, with short gray hair and yellow eyes like a hawk's.

"Well, what are you all waiting for?" she snapped. "Everyone stand by a broomstick. Quick, quick, hurry up!"

Irina glanced at the flying broomsticks at the feet of the crowd. These flying broomsticks were worn out and old, with some branches protruding in all directions. She was afraid that these flying broomsticks would fall apart in mid-air.

"Put your right hand over the broom handle," Ms. Hooch shouted from the front, "and say, 'Get up!'"

A group of little wizards shouted: "Get up!"

Irina subconsciously said, "Pigeon!"

Hermione on the side looked puzzled: "What's the matter with the pigeon?"

Irina realized that she had yelled wrongly, and quickly yelled again: "Get up!"

The English word for it is UP, Irina will not admit that she thinks all UPs are pigeons!
When everyone shouted, Harry's broom jumped into his hand immediately, while Hermione's broom just rolled on the ground, and Neville's broom didn't move at all.

Although the broom at Irina's feet floated a bit, it fell back quickly.

But Irina, who doesn't talk about martial arts, actually kicked the broom at its base when it fell back, causing the broom to spin around in the air before being caught in her hand.

Ms Hooch then showed them how to get on the broom without sliding off their heads.

She walked up and down the line, correcting the handshakes of the little wizards.

Soon, it was time for them to practice.

"Okay, as soon as I blow the whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and push hard," Ms. Hooch said, "hold the broom firmly, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly, and fall vertically back to the ground. Listen to my whistle! Three! Two! One!"

But things didn't go as Ms. Hooch had hoped. Before the whistle blew, the extremely nervous Neville kicked off his broom subconsciously and flew up into the sky.

"Come back, boy!" cried Ms. Hooch.

I saw Neville go straight up, like a cork spraying out of a bottle.

His terrified, pale face looked down at the rapidly receding ground below, and he slid off the side of the broomstick, panting with his mouth open.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

Irina, who had foreseen the plot, quickly cast the levitation spell, and her spell was precisely cast on Neville, making his falling speed much slower.

(End of this chapter)