Chapter 41 I go to the kitchen
Chapter 41 I’m going to...the kitchen
"The second thing is weight. Changes in weight indicate that the essence of things is affected." Professor McGonagall put the two people's works on both ends of the scale, and Roger's silver needle actually sank.
The little wizards were amazed when they saw this scene, that his transformation skills had reached such an extent.
"Transfiguration is not a trick. High depths can change the nature of things. Unfortunately, the magic will return when it disappears, but this is also the charm of magic! You have to write a paper before the end of get out of class, and the length cannot be less than 2 feet." Professor McGonagall looked at him. Everyone, motioning for them to continue practicing.
"In addition to turning matches into needles, you can also try to turn beetles into buttons and mice into snuff bottles." Professor McGonagall assigned two additional homeworks, obviously reserved for Roger and Hermione.
"Hey, it's so difficult!" Daphne sighed, her hair being rubbed like randomly piled straw, "Roger, can I borrow your notes?"
"Of course." Rogge nodded and handed her the note.
"Hermione?" Looking at the unhappy little girl in front of him, he waved.
"What?"
"Actually, I can master it so well because of the help of Professor McGonagall." Rogge admired Hermione very much. With his own efforts, he could crush a large group of students from wizarding families at the same level.
"This is?"
"Professor McGonagall gave it to me for you to look at."
Professor McGonagall on the podium glanced at him and said nothing.
"Are you so kind?"
"Tch, what are you thinking about?" Rogge shook his head, "Pay it back to me during dinner."
"The notes of the master of transfiguration are very collectible, okay?"
"Thank you, Mr. Sleeping Beauty." Hermione smiled inappropriately at Roger and took the letter.
"Pfft..." Daphne next to her also laughed, "Mr. Sleeping Beauty, what is this nickname?"
"I'll tell you secretly." Hermione held her hand in front of her and the two girls whispered.
"Roger, I will never lose to you in Potions!" Hermione, who was extremely competitive, challenged him, and Rogge nodded indifferently.
"As long as you're happy, you won't get any points if Snape is killed anyway." Rogge said to himself, looking past Hermione to Ron and Harry.
"With those two credit black holes, you can't do it no matter how hard you try."
"Hmph, Gryffindor will not lose to you." Hermione said she did not admit defeat, but her expression was unconsciously depressed.
Because the two of them were deducted 5 points on the first day. Zooming into the entire school year, Hermione didn't know how many points she would be deducted.
"Don't be too tired, just try your best." Rogge's mentality was very peaceful. Although Slytherin had won six consecutive championships, Old Bee must have decided to give the Academy Cup to Mr. Savior before the start of school.
He will strive for credits for the college, but the outcome will depend on how proud Old Bee is.
"Daphne, what time is it?"
"See for yourself." Daphne took out her pocket watch and simply gave it to him.
"Huh?" Rogge looked at the exquisite pocket watch. Sure enough, being handsome has its benefits, and young ladies will give it as gifts.
"I'll lend it to you." Daphne followed Roger's example and lowered her voice and said, "My mother gave it to me. It's very commemorative."
The two of them smiled at each other and quickly kicked Rogge out of the chat channel.
"Hermione, you are so amazing!" Daphne exclaimed, not expecting that she knew so much: "You have read all the first-grade textbooks! That's 8 books, so thick!"
"You must be the smartest little wizard among us!"
"It's okay, I actually read it from books. The school library is so big, I'm going to study after school." Hermione felt that Daphne's praise was a bit exaggerated, and it was rare for her to be modest.
"Really? Take me with you!" Daphne begged. "My Latin is terrible."
"OK."
Rogge took out the Blue Moonlight, and the gorgeous silver-blue light instantly attracted the two of them.
"What potion is this?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Blue Moonlight." After Rogge drank today's potion, that gentle tiredness spread again.
"That's the potion I asked you to talk about this morning? Hermione, have you heard of it?" Daphne looked at Hermione, who shook her head and said she had never heard of it.
"Hello……"
"Stop shouting, he's already asleep." Hermione signaled to Daphne to leave him alone.
"No wonder you called him Sleeping Beauty." Daphne pushed Roger and put the textbook up to block his head.
Professor McGonagall caught a glimpse of the book in front of Rogge and knew that the little wizard behind him was doing other things. But he had completed his class assignment, so he didn't say anything.
"What should I do? Are you still sleeping?" When get out of class was over, Daphne pulled Roger and fell asleep so hard that he died.
"I've learned a special spell, look at me." Hermione showed a sly smile. She could see that Roger could sleep until dusk.
"Flying Feather Curse!" Hermione waved her wand, and Roger slowly floated up under the influence of the spell. Feeling the loss of magic, Hermione tightened her hands on her wand.
"Oh, no! It's too heavy!" Rogge, who was sleeping, slowly climbed up. Hermione felt the little magic left in her body and exclaimed, covering her eyes and not daring to watch him fall.
"boom!"
Although the lifting height was very low, it was quite painful when my head fell on the desk. Rogge covered his head and opened his eyes in confusion.
"What's wrong? Why is there a bump on your head?"
"You fell down and we helped you up." Hermione pretended to be calm and told Roger the truth.
"Is get out of class over?" Rogge looked around. There were only three of them left in the classroom.
"If it's any later, maybe there won't be any food in the auditorium."
"This can't work, let's go!" When talking about eating, Rogge immediately became more awake, picked up his textbook and rushed out.
"Wait for us!" Hermione and Daphne shouted from behind.
By the time they arrived at the auditorium, the main course was almost gone. Especially at the Slytherin long table, Malfoy and the others were afraid that Rogge would sweep around like yesterday and finish eating early. You must know that yesterday was the opening dinner of school, and the ordinary lunch is definitely not that sumptuous.
"Roger, why don't you come to our Gryffindor long table." Hermione also realized that those things couldn't feed Rogge's stomach, so she invited them to come and eat.
"Not good." He noticed the unkind looks in the little lions' eyes and refused Hermione's kindness in order not to be ostracized.
"You guys eat first, I'll go find the elf." Rogge lamented Jessica's foresight in telling him the location of the elf kitchen before school started. However, I haven’t figured out the entire castle yet, so I have to find someone to ask for directions.
"Susan?"
He stopped Susan who was about to leave. The cute little Hufflepuff girl looked at him curiously.
"I know you, Roger who sleeps standing up." Susan looked at Roger and smiled, "You have such a big appetite, just come to our Hufflepuff."
"Temporarily, temporarily." Rogge quickly explained that his performance yesterday was so outstanding that everyone in the school recognized him. But that’s okay, at least it’s easier to strike up a conversation.
"Susan, where is your Hufflepuff dormitory?" Roger explained quickly, "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong! I'm just looking for the elf kitchen."
"Oh! Are you late?" Susan looked at the long Slytherin table, which was empty except for the unpleasant green vegetables.
"Come with me." Susan smiled friendly and led Roger towards the bottom of the auditorium.
Gu Zi: Rogge, it’s Chinese Valentine’s Day today.
Rogge: If you know it, write it quickly and update it quickly. I’m also waiting for Chinese Valentine’s Day!
Guzi: You...I...(⊙_⊙;)...watch me code to death with my keyboard...
Roger: Expelliarmus! Fainted!
Millet: ( @_ @)
Roger: Fortunately, I acted quickly! Happy Chinese Valentine's Day everyone! ^_^
