Burbage successfully gave his students a new understanding of Muggle in just one class period.
They are not backward or barbaric; on the contrary, they are quite advanced and civilized.
There were two Muggle-born wizard in the classroom.
Although I don't understand the reason for choosing Muggle Studies, the excellence of these two is beyond doubt.
Vincent, who is first in the grade, is a role model for his students in terms of academic performance, personality, and character.
Hermione, who is second in her grade, has some minor flaws, but she is a very kind person.
No matter what learning difficulties you encounter, she will patiently provide guidance.
For ordinary students, the Black Swan, who claim to be orthodox Pure-blood Wizard, are no match for them.
"That's all for today." Burbage closed his textbook.
"I will begin to tell you about the history of Muggle starting tomorrow."
The students were filled with anticipation after the introduction.
Their curiosity about technology is the same as Muggle' curiosity about magic.
Vincent was very glad he was able to take this course.
Standing at different angles will reveal different scenery.
After satisfying the curiosity of a few classmates, he and Hermione walked together to the fork in the road.
Next up was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.
After saying goodbye to Daphne, they cast the Disillusionment Charm in the empty corridor.
The Little Lions entered the classroom one after another, leaving behind their selves from two hours earlier, while Harry and Ron arrived late.
Vincent released the Disillusionment Charm, "Now we don't have to worry about being discovered."
"I know you're smart." Hermione released the Disillusionment Charm and ran towards the classroom.
"But if you don't hurry, Professor McGonagall will be very angry."
"Slow down, don't rush." Vincent gestured towards the podium at the classroom door. "Take a closer look first."
A cat was crouching on the platform, a tabby cat that looked a lot like Magiamon.
Hermione slowed her pace.
From a distance, their size and fur color look the same, but upon closer inspection, you can see that there are no square patterns around their eyes.
"Did the professor conjure this using Transfiguration?"
"I noticed it just now." Vincent winked at her.
"It seems the professor is in a good mood today and is planning to play a little joke on us."
He was referring to the time when he was making excuses to use the Time-Turner.
McGonagall's Transfiguration had reached such a level that it was indistinguishable from reality; none of the students sitting upright in the classroom noticed anything wrong with the tabby cat.
Hermione walked into the classroom with her lips pursed.
She admitted that she was a little nervous today.
I'm worried about not having enough time, and I'm worried about being discovered.
However, this feeling of tension and anxiety vanished completely the moment Vincent stepped onto the podium.
"Hello~" Vincent stroked the tabby cat's back. "Want some dried fish?"
As he spoke, he reached into his school uniform and took out an opened packet of dried fish from the inside pocket.
The students all stared at him with horrified expressions.
Only Hermione rolled her eyes.
"It's low in oil and low in salt, eat it."
The tabby cat seemed oblivious to the dried fish being offered to its mouth, remaining in its squatting position.
Vincent took back the dried fish with great disappointment, muttering something under his breath.
Although the sound was very soft, it was exceptionally clear in the classroom where even breathing was difficult.
[A useless cat that even disdains dried fish...]
The students took a deep breath and focused their attention on the tabby cat.
It didn't react, as if it hadn't heard anything.
Could it be that...
Huh? There aren't any square patterns around the eyes?
Is it that they take off their glasses and then Transfiguration Animagus?
No!
If any student dared to tease McGonagall like that, even Vincent would probably be in trouble.
"So it's not Professor McGonagall?"
Vincent turned and shrugged. "It seems so."
The students all breathed a sigh of relief.
Who would have thought that the stern-looking McGonagall could actually crack a joke?
"That scared me to death." Neville patted his chest lightly, looking at Vincent had just sat down.
"I thought you were going to be made to stand in the hallway as punishment by the professor."
James gave two big thumbs up. "Old Wen, don't worry, there are still plenty of opportunities."
He seemed to think he was being intimidated.
"Heh heh—" Vincent sneered.
James withdrew his thumb with a straight face, and Alfred, who was about to make a joke, quickly shut his mouth.
Having outwitted the Old Bat so many times, his sneer did indeed have a certain charm.
"I knew it a long time ago." Ron leaned back in his chair casually.
"I was actually playing along with Professor McGonagall."
Harry chuckled awkwardly, "Mainly because none of us thought the professor was the type to joke, so we subconsciously overlooked a lot of things."
Hermione on the other side stopped pursing her lips.
After Vincent's "troublemaking," the message McGonagall wanted to convey became even more profound.
Details matter, especially in daily life.
"Harry, Ron— " she said, turning to the two who had stopped flattering each other.
"I'm sorry, I should have apologized to you properly just now."
Ron was stunned.
He reached up and cleaned his ears several times to make sure Hermione wasn't angry before he dared to believe it was real.
"No—it's okay, we know you didn't mean it."
Harry smiled. "It's nothing, we didn't even think about it."
Ron nodded repeatedly, looking somewhat guilty.
Without a doubt, there must be people saying bad things about her.
Hermione's lips curled up slightly, seemingly unconcerned about the matter.
With my mind no longer tense, my mood improved considerably.
She glanced at Vincent, who was still imitating Snape, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up wider.
Not long after, the official McGonagall arrived.
His expression showed a mixture of surprise and nonchalance.
She walked to the podium, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over Vincent.
"I believe everyone has already noticed the strange thing."
McGonagall drew her wand and transformed the tabby cat in front of her back into a textbook.
"Yes, never overlook the little details in life, as they can play a big role at crucial moments."
The students all recalled the Divination they had just attended.
Trelawney Prophecy Neville would break the teacup, and indeed he did.
How she did it is not important; what matters is whether what she said is true.
A red-haired man will do something bad to Parvati;
The school will be closed in February due to a severe flu outbreak;
Trelawney herself will lose her voice;
Who will leave us forever around Easter?
Lavender's worst fear will come true on Friday, October 16th;
Harry has ominous signs of death;
Unfortunate Vincent will experience countless trials and tribulations on his journey.
There are a total of 7 Prophecy, and combined they indicate who will leave us forever...
McGonagall noticed the many confused expressions on the faces of the audience.
Everyone was thinking seriously, and her little joke was very effective.
"Alright, let's begin the lesson!"
The students opened their new textbooks with a lot of mixed feelings.