Chapter 16

"HEMA, Dumbledore didn't punish you?" HEMA had just come out of the headmaster's room, and Harry and Hermione came quickly.

"It's all right. I just said something a little. Don't worry."

"HEMA, thank you. I didn't know that the other party wanted to scold me..." Hermione just knew the disgusting degree of the word mud.

"It's okay. We're friends. Even if it's not a college, we're also friends, and I'm talking about right and wrong. If they're wrong, they're wrong."

"By the way, where's Ron?" HEMA looked back. There was only a ball of silver hair hidden in the corner. There was no red haired boy.

"Well... After Mrs. Hodge left, he argued with Malfoy again. He was accidentally corrected. Now he goes to Mrs. Pomfrey."

"Well, it's my responsibility. I'll draw his attention to Malfoy."

"HEMA, don't mess with Malfoy... His father is not easy to mess with." Hermione also thought of the annoying enlarged Draco she saw when she bought the book.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that I have a bedroom with Malfoy. He is my roommate now. He will know something."

HEMA and Harry talked, glanced around the corner, and the shy miss Greengrass was still listening.

"Well, I'll go to class first, or I'll be late for the first deformation class. Professor McGonagall will kill me."

Harry smiled too. He thought of being late for his first deformation class with Ron. He almost regarded Professor McGonagall as an ordinary cat.

"Then we'll go too. I hope you're better than me in deformation class. Of course, you can ask me if you don't understand."

With that, Hermione took Harry and walked downstairs. HEMA also quietly walked to the corner and gently grabbed Astoria's little hand.

"What are you doing?"

"That should be my question, dear miss Greengrass. Why are you peeping at me?"

"I didn't! I just... Let's see if you were punished. Now the whole school knows about you kicking Klein! "

"So I'm a famous person in Hogwarts?"

"But this is not a good thing. My sister came to tell me to stay away from you recently."

"Are you worried about me if you still come?"

"Hum ~ I just came to remind you. By the way, I'm afraid you'll get lost and can't find the way to the classroom." Astoria also has a pink on her cheek.

"With big eyes and bushy eyes, I make complaints about you." Herma also Tucao a sentence, but it is a small look of Astoria's muddled.

When Astoria led HEMA to the deformation class classroom, many little wizards had come, leaving only a few back seats against the wall.

HEMA and Astoria don't care too much. After all, they both like to be quiet and undisturbed, so the back row is just right.

This first metamorphosis class was taught by Slytherin and Hufflepuff together, so the little badger, who doesn't like to get involved in trouble, noticed the recently famous Slytherin genius at a glance.

HEMA saw the other side staring at him, so she waved her hands again, but a group of little badgers turned their heads directly, as if you couldn't see me.

"Astoria, am I so terrible?"

"..." miss Greengrass looked at HEMA with sincere eyes. She really didn't know what to say. You've only been in school for 2 or 3 days, and you've got two seniors. Isn't that terrible?

HEMA saw Astoria's expression and suddenly felt that she was really a little too publicity. The salted fish should have avoided all the troubles.

But it's not easy for him to think of salted fish now. After all, old Deng tou has talked so much with him and solved many of my questions. I can't refuse anything in the future~

Thinking of this, HEMA rolled away her sleeve and the dragon scale had disappeared, but it was only temporary and needed Dumbledore's regular help to suppress it.

However, at that time, it was also because of this layer of dragon scale that it easily blocked the magic spell. It is said that the magic resistance attribute of the dragon is really high, not to mention controlling all the power of the dragon in the future.

Only the dragon scale with high magic resistance is a big killer in actual combat. Of course, the dragon scale is not omnipotent. After all, there are spells that directly attack people's consciousness and soul in the magic spell.

Just then, a little snake sitting in the front row looked at the spotted cat sleeping on the podium table, smiled and stretched out his evil hand.

But before his hand touched it, the cat suddenly rose, as if to explode, and the little snakes were startled!

The next second, the spotted cat jumped down, and the spotted cat became a tall and thin witch in a green robe, which made everyone scream.

"I'm Mileva McGonagall. Of course, I don't need to introduce others. Of course, Mr. Crewe, please take your seat first."

McGonagall pointed to the little wizard who had just failed to roll the cat. His serious face immediately made him cold war and hurried back to his seat.

"Deformation is more profound and difficult to master than ordinary magic spells. Of course, it is also accompanied by many dangers."

"The process of turning an object into another object and a creature into another creature or object itself is extremely dangerous, not to mention people?"

"There have been many evil wizards in the history of magic. They want to use the power of deformation to turn people into magical animals to drive combat, and even turn magical animals into other evil creatures!"

"Therefore, the emergence of deformation is to let everyone understand and correctly use this power, which is the essence of deformation."

With Professor McGonagall's words falling to the ground, HEMA also noticed the eyes from Professor McGonagall and thought that her physical experiment seemed to be related to deformation.

Maybe I can control the Dragon degree of my body through deformation, and I have my own consciousness, which is certainly very helpful to me!

"HEMA EBO, you try it!"

"Huh?" HEMA was called up by Professor McGonagall and found that she seemed distracted. However, looking at a match in each other's hand, HEMA also remembered the needle changing teaching in the textbook.

"No problem, professor." HEMA nodded, but Astoria quietly tugged at him, but Professor McGonagall came to him and he didn't reply.

HEMA took out her spare wand and waved it gently. The match began to thin with the naked eye and finally turned into a slender silver needle.

"I believe Mr. Aibo is more than that."

HEMA looked at Professor McGonagall's calm face, waved her wand again and turned into a red rose.

"Perfect! Dear AI Bo, such a successful metamorphosis can add 3 points to you, but I haven't started teaching yet. It's not an example. "

As Professor McGonagall took the rose from his hand, the surrounding silent air completely raised the sound of joy, and laughter rose one after another!

Where's HEMA stunned, Professor McGonagall... You calculated me!?