Chapter 65: Gryffindor is quiet and must be acting like a monster
While the Gryffindors were brewing big things, Andrew was in the office trying to mark fourth-year homework.
Although his original intention was to gain knowledge from Professor McGonagall, during these days of grading assignments, he found that the benefits of these assignments were no less than spending the same time reading in the library.
Whether it was reading, practicing on his own, or being guided by Professor McGonagall, everything brought him correctness - correct techniques, correct spells, correct assumptions, and correct conclusions.
There were no mistakes, which was good, but not that good - he didn't know where to make mistakes and what the consequences of different mistakes would be.
Although it is a bit inappropriate, to use the analogy of Professor Snape's class, he could only brew a perfect potion, but when he saw the failed product, he could only judge that it was wrong, but he could not be like that professor. He recognized this student at a glance - well, where did this student put his head and made a mistake that was so stupid that he deserved to be deducted a point.
But now it's different - he didn't feel that way when he was a first- or second-year student, but it suddenly made him excited when he was a third-year student. He finally realized that the transformation technique could still make such mistakes!
After realizing this, he took advantage of the teaching assistant's time and began to read through the fourth-year students' homework - although he was not yet capable of dealing with this aspect of transfiguration, he already understood a lot theoretically.
After briefly referring to the results of previous students, he quickly found the assignments of the top three whose theoretical mistakes were almost non-existent, and then used theirs as a model to start reversely studying the mistakes of others.
‘How can it still be like this! ’
'Well, for this mistake, my original idea was exactly the same as his...'
Andrew was extremely excited to see this huge collection of wrong questions, but after the clock rang, he could only reluctantly put the homework away and left Professor McGonagall's office.
'We have to go to the basement again...'
He shook his head. This kind of work could never be done in Professor McGonagall's office - it was too close to being hung in the astronomy tower.
Although he had the dormitory to himself during the holidays, he was not sure whether he could finish so many manuscripts in a short period of time.
Everything is good after becoming an assistant, but time suddenly becomes a lot tighter, and you need to plan your time to write manuscripts.
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“How many people have you contacted?”
"Very much, Brother Weasley, we have unanimously decided to give them a big gift before graduation."
The first grade's super clique made the senior Gryffindors feel the pressure. It would be a shame if they did not win the Academy Cup in these years. It would be too shameful to lose to the lower grades in terms of unity.
The fact of leaving school after half a year suddenly made many people's minds become more active. Coupled with the twins' genius plan, this Christmas holiday is destined to not be so dull.
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“It’s finally time for a holiday.”
Amid everyone's expectations, time seems to be speeding up, and the last night before the holiday is coming quickly.
When the celebrations began in the castle, at Hogsmeade Station some distance away from the school, the seventh-grade Gryffindors gathered together in an extremely rare event.
"Hurry, hurry, we don't have much time!"
They greeted each other, and having been together for nearly seven years made them very familiar with each other's abilities.
The trees that had been moved one after another in the past few days were easily lifted up, and then formed into the shape they wanted under the skilled transfiguration skills of the Gryffindors. Stones, wood, collected and piled snow—these messy materials quickly took shape under the influence of transfiguration, and then formed a long and intimidating-looking whole.
Any student who has attended Hogwarts will recognize this thing - an almost perfect replica of the Hogwarts Express.
The Gryffindors even sent their best transfiguration masters to the front of the train to ensure that this ridiculously fake train could start for a short time.
They even forged a fake track, deformed a false road, and used magic to obscure the line of sight between the real and fake platforms.
After finishing all this, except for a few bold guys who were left to watch the prank, the rest returned to school in a swaggering way in the name of extracurricular internship and overtime.
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“The Yeqi’s flight is not very stable today, isn’t it?”
"Indeed, but it's better than rowing... Hey, is this it?"
"I don't know...get off the car."
The students filed out of the carriage, not realizing that the Thestrals were more impatient than usual today - although Hagrid had worked hard to train these guys, the seventh graders had already figured out his secret feed and had prepared many things here. few.
"Go to the back, Slytherin students have reserved the front carriage this year!"
Under the orders of the rude new train conductor, the rest of the college students were cursed and driven to the rear compartment. Then, the Gryffindor students led the students to get off the train from the rear and took a detour to the real train. .
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“It’s strange, there are a lot of students staying in school this year…”
On the real Hogwarts Express, the conductor looked at a lot of missing students and shook his head inexplicably - although the snacks in the dining car were not easy to sell, there was nothing he could do about it.
After the departure time began, the Hogwarts Express, which contained many fewer people, happily started running on the railway at a brisker speed than before.
On the other side, the Slytherin students finally discovered something was wrong - the train was too quiet.
No wonder they discovered it late. The boxes for the most capable sixth- and seventh-year students were tailor-made for them by the best students in Gryffindor. The shortcomings of transfiguration were not noticed until after driving.
The hastily built train is not as useful as Gryffindor imagined. It may look fake when placed there, but it will be exposed when it moves.
When the train started to sway slowly, the disguised conductor and fake conductor, who noticed something was wrong, happily apparated away - and this slow-moving train began to click in front of all the Slytherins who were returning home. It disintegrated, scattered, and then turned into countless snowballs and fell towards them.
But this is not the most devastating thing. As the magic fails, the linked concealment magic also begins to gradually fail. Amidst all the Slytherin curses, the real Hogwarts Express, the train they are going to take home, He pulled out a long cigarette not far away and then drove away with a click.
"Those bastards from Gryffindor, scoundrels, shameless people!!!"
All kinds of curses began to resound in the sky at Hogsmeade Station.
(End of chapter)