Monday has arrived, time to dive back into the intensive study routine. (Fei)
During her Divination, Trelawney gave another terrible Prophecy.
She looked away from Vincent and Harry with teary eyes, lowering her voice:
"Oh—my poor children, you will soon experience some truly terrible things one after another..."
They're being mysterious and cryptic, refusing to explain what it's about.
Throughout the entire lesson, only Lavender and Parvati seemed to be paying attention.
The remaining students, especially Hermione, actually openly looked at the Arithmancy textbook during class.
Whether Trelawney, with her thick glasses, noticed or not, she seemed to be selectively ignoring Hermione.
After the Divination came the Transfiguration class, but two students always walked into the classroom one after the other.
Vincent didn't dare to pet the tabby cat on the podium this time.
His actions convinced the students to sit properly.
The school bell rang, and the tabby cat jumped down from the podium, transforming back into McGonagall's original form.
"Excellent observation skills, Mr. Wayne."
She nodded slightly to Vincent. "Of course, everyone is the same."
Her tone wasn't sarcastic, but you could tell she was in a bad mood. Fei
It seems they'll have to make their own judgments in the next lesson.
"Open your textbook to page 7. Today I'm going to talk about the Transfiguration of hair..."
It's not difficult to make it look similar; the challenge lies in the texture and feel.
Changing the properties of an object is part of the OWLs exam, and McGonagall only briefly mentioned it before letting the students practice on their own.
James picked up his wand and gave Alfred a new, fluffy curly hairstyle.
Neville saw it and almost burst out laughing.
He suppressed a laugh and waved his wand at Vincent across from him.
His gray-gold side-parted short hair stood up in a rather flamboyant pompadour.
Vincent waved his wand, turning his quill into a small mirror, and carefully examined his new hairstyle.
His face is rather thin, which is very suitable for a pompadour hairstyle.
It's a bit flamboyant, but also exceptionally refreshing.
"You did it, Neville."
This group is happy, but many students hurt each other like James and Alfred.
Hermione's hair was styled into a broom-like updo by Lavender, instantly making her the tallest student in the class.
Seamus was turned into an afro by Dean, even more exaggerated than when the spell failed.
McGonagall had a faint smile on her face.
She gave feedback on each student's new hairstyle, and occasionally cracked a lame joke.
"Miss Brown, did you pour a whole bottle of hairspray into Miss Granger's hair? I think her neck must be very sore."
Hermione blushed.
Lavender was certainly not much better off being pranked like this.
Her hair was tied into long, curly braids that looked like spider legs. (Fei)
McGonagall gave Hermione an extra 2 points because her new hairstyle for Lavender was incredibly imaginative.
Of course, Neville also got 2 points.
After class, the students couldn't wait to change their hair back to its original state.
Vincent, however, hasn't changed.
Occasionally getting a new hairstyle can bring about a completely different feeling.
The last class of the morning was the long-awaited Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Lupin collected the homework and then led the students back to the dungeon's storage room.
"Alright, House Points!"
The haphazardly piled-up junk has been neatly arranged into a maze more than two meters high.
Standing on it, you can not only clearly see what's happening below, but also take timely action in case of an accident.
Vincent's group was the most popular.
The Little Badger all wanted to join, and everyone knew that following him was the safest option.
Lupin couldn't stand it anymore and directly named Hermione, Neville, James, and Alfredo to be in his group.
The remaining six Little Lions formed a group, led by Harry.
After practicing over the weekend, everyone believed he had the ability.
There are four entrances and only one exit.
"Let's go!" As Lupin finished speaking, the four groups of students entered the four entrances of the maze.
The Red Cap are good at stealth, Harry's group decided to mark them with a tracking charm first.
Once, twice, three times, four times...
Each mark disappears after a few seconds, so it seems Lupin has increased the difficulty.
Taking shortcuts won't work; we have to be vigilant and prepared to deal with any sudden attacks from Red Cap.
The group led by Justin was quickly attacked.
Just as the club was about to fall, he swiftly cast a Shield Charm.
The size was barely enough to hold it off. "Hannah, Susan, knock it out!"
Several Stunning Spell struck the wall made of old junk, kicking up a large cloud of dust.
The Red Cap disappeared, probably hiding and waiting for the next opportunity.
Another group of Little Badger, led by Ernie, moved forward cautiously, their nerves on edge.
Vincent's group had the easiest time, of course.
Despite being a girl, Hermione is braver than her three roommates.
The Shield Charm was unleashed, instantly knocking the large club away.
Neville, who is usually very timid, was like a different person today. He blinded Red Cap with a Lumos Maxima and then launched a series of attacks.
"The cat turns around! The gorilla breaks a branch! The Elephant Kick! The angry crow takes flight!"
If he hadn't run fast, Red Cap would definitely have received an elbow strike that would have knocked him unconscious.
Neville was not discouraged; on the contrary, he seemed even more excited.
As it turned out, he wasn't entirely useless.
Hermione put away her wand and stepped forward. "Why don't you just make him your apprentice?"
Vincent nodded without hesitation, "Okay, then you'd better take good care of your junior brother."
"Huh?" Hermione pouted. "I shouldn't be considered your apprentice in the true sense, right?"
Besides, you taught me Alchemy, not martial arts.
She seemed to care a lot about her teacher-student relationship with Vincent.
"Alright, you and I are just mentor and apprentice in name only. We'll get along as usual."
Hermione's lips curled up slightly. "Yes, that's how we should be."
We hadn't exchanged more than a few words when a loud "bang" suddenly came from behind us.
The Red Cap, who had returned, found a short stick and struck the wall next to Neville's head.
Neville grabbed its forearm with his left hand and unleashed a series of powerful punches with his right, shouting, "Take this Angry Octopus!"
Hermione suddenly burst out laughing.
"I really don't understand how you came up with these weird names."
Vincent raised his proud little head,
"What's so strange about it? Don't you think these names are vivid and descriptive, perfectly matching the movements of the moves?" Fei
Hermione thought about it carefully and realized that the way Neville grabbed Red Cap and kept punching him really did look like an Angry Octopus.
"Okay." She suddenly laughed again. "When it comes to naming things, you are definitely much better than me."
Hearing the Red Cap's shrill cries, everyone understood that the impromptu intensive training was effective.