Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Chapter 172: Who on earth is this in class?

Ivan who walked into the third greenhouse could vaguely hear the conversation between the two. Compared with the confused Harry, he understood Lockhart's aggrieved situation.

Lockhart's appointment as the Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor at Hogwarts was originally a matter worthy of media coverage, and was expected to top the headlines today, but was cruelly crushed by Harry and Ron driving in public. Under the feet.

This is undoubtedly a major blow to Lockhart, who is almost pathologically hungry for fame...

Not only that, Ivan thought for a while, and his popularity has not subsided recently. There are two positions in the first edition that are still analyzing whether he can get the Merlin Medal.

As for the news about Lockhart, it was swept directly into the corner of the page.

Ivan is very fortunate to think of this, but fortunately Harry has prevented him from doing so, otherwise he would be dragged to talk...

"Who can tell me the characteristics of mandela grass now?" Professor Sprout, who was holding some earmuffs in his hand, stood in front of some potted plants and asked loudly.

Although Ivan was a little distracted thinking about things, answering questions had already become his instinct. So after Professor Sprout’s words were finished, Ivan succeeded in rushing ahead of Hermione. Opened his mouth and said.

"Professor Sprout! The so-called mandela grass, also called mandela grass root, is a powerful healing agent that can restore the deformed or cursed person to a normal state, and it is also An important part of most antidote...

It is worth mentioning that the cry of mandela grass can kill people, but the young mandela grass will only make people feel dizzy until they are unconscious...

How to raise this plant..."

Ivan talked endlessly about the knowledge he had seen from the book, basically covering all aspects, and finished all the talk.

Then he rolled up his sleeves, ready to show everyone how to change the pots of Mandela grass.

Before that, Ivan certainly hadn't forgotten to remind the little wizards around to wear earmuffs so that something bad would happen.

Ivan was full of enthusiasm, and felt that he worked so hard, Professor Sprout would definitely add a lot of points to himself, and then give him a super high evaluation after class.

However, Ivan didn't see it, and Professor Sprout looked at him with a weird face.

You have done everything, so what shall I do?

Who on earth is this in class?

......

After class, Ivan hadn't gotten a grade point for a long time, which made him feel good.

The only regret is that Professor Sprout only gave him five points in the class, even though he explained all the characteristics of mandela grass, and by the way, he gave several mandela grass to change pots.. .

Ivan was even more looking forward to the next transfiguration class.

But when I was in the real class, Ivan was disappointed again, because today's course teaching is too simple, they need to spend one class to learn how to turn a beetle into a button!

Ivan waved his magic wand casually, and the unknown beetle that looked like a ladybug on the table trembled into a gray-black button with a clear and delicate pattern.

The most important thing is that the form is very stable. If no one takes the initiative to release it, it will not change back for more than ten days...

If this beetle hadn't starved to death by that time.

"Wonderful Transfiguration Curse! Gryffindor adds 10 points!" Professor McGonagall just finished distributing, he saw the buttons on Ivan's table, and said without hesitation while feeling that Ivan's Transformation Curse had improved. .

Professor McGonagall stepped forward and raised Ivan's deformed button high, showing it to the other little wizards to watch.

Hermione, who was not far away, looked at the buttons in McGonagall's hands, and then at the beetle that had just changed its shape at her table. She couldn't help but pouting her mouth. The gap between her and Ivan seemed to increase again. ..

Harry and Ron had long been used to them, and had no idea of ??comparing them with Ivan. Harry was fighting against the beetles running around the table, lest it run under the table.

Ron's wand was completely out of control, like a short-circuited electrical appliance, bursts of black smoke came out...

The most unlucky thing was Seamus. He just waved his wand as instructed, and a flash of light burst from the top. When I looked again, there was a fire on the table, and the beetle was cooked by him...

This disappointed Professor McGonagall, who looked around. She had to return the button to Ivan, and rushed to Seamer to put out the fire. After a reprimand, she started doing it for other little wizards. guide.

Seeing this, Ivan couldn't help shook his head, turned the button back into a beetle, and used the remaining time to practice magic analysis.

In terms of his current level of curse theory, the second-year course is really simple for him, and it does not play a good role in learning. It is mainly used to obtain student status.

During class time, Ivan felt that he needed to think of other ways to use it.

As the lunch bell rang, most of the little wizards in the classroom practicing the Transfiguration Spell heaved a sigh of relief, which meant that they could finally take a break.

Ivan waited for the rest of the students to leave, then walked to the front desk and said to McGonagall, who was packing up his textbooks.

"Professor McGonagall! Do you remember our agreement last school year? The one who studied Animagus?"

"Hmm..." Professor McGonagall stopped, and the pupils under the round eyes looked at Ivan for a while, his eyes filled with appreciation and a little helplessness.

"Of course I didn't forget, Hals!"

"But it takes a lot of time to learn Animagus, so how about choosing this week's rest day?" McGonagall said.

"Of course!" Ivan nodded, indicating that he had no opinion.

He knows very well that Hogwarts professors usually have heavy academic tasks~www.mtlnovel.com~ One person teaches seven grades. Professor McGonagall is willing to take a break to start a small stove for him, which is considered very good.

Thinking of this, Ivan was grateful for a while.

No teacher would dislike polite and gifted students, and Professor McGonagall naturally did the same. There was a smile on her tightly pressed mouth, but she still reminded.

"During this time, I hope you can reconsider whether you want to learn Animagus. I think you should understand the danger of this magic!"

"I won't give up, Professor!" Ivan said swearingly.

His transformation spell level has been stuck at level 4 for a long time, and his usual practice progress is minimal. He feels that the opportunity to break through to level 5 should be when he learns the transformation of Animagus!

(PS: Everyone has seen the like angels given in the honor selection, thank you for every book friend who likes!)

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