Hogwarts from another world

Undoubtedly, the stick showed no change at all.

This is also of course.

Matthew didn't think that he could master this skill in such a short period of time.

He raised his wand again, recalling in his mind what Professor Troca had taught them in the first Transfiguration class more than a year ago.

Outline the template of a needle in your mind, and then try to imagine the process of turning a match into a needle; follow the brain's wishes and let consciousness and reality coincide. This is what Professor "Severus Snape" said, belongs to His "personal reality"

"Arkus" he shouted again.

Still nothing appeared.

Others were also practicing, but in fact, except for Matthew, the others were obviously perfunctory.

"Evans Severus Snape" Professor suddenly frowned visibly, and he shouted angrily.

Harry Evans was a little distracted just now, and then he seemed to be awakened by an angry shout from Professor "Snape"

"Teaching Professor" he stammered.

"If you are not willing to study hard, then you might as well get out of here, Snape," the professor reprimanded with some disgust.

Evans lowered his head and remained silent.

In fact, this was unfair, and Matthew began to feel sorry for Harry in his heart. He was not the only one to desert, Malfoy and Nott, they had been pretending to practice the whole time, but in fact they had been discussing the Holyhead Harpies and the Game between Tuthill Tornados

But Professor "Snape" looked very angry about this, and he scolded Evans for about five minutes.

Although the voice was not unpleasant or mean, it was obviously a bit shocking.

"Arkus" Matthew curled his lips and raised his wand again.

Still no response.

But they didn't get to practice here for much longer.

Because Professor "Snape" soon took them on their way again, Malfoy and Nott had to stop discussing Quidditch.

They advanced further into the Forbidden Forest for about five minutes, and finally, they stopped at a small stream.

The stream was gurgling, the water was very clear, and the pebbles at the bottom were clearly visible.

Professor "Snape" bent down and picked up a clear pebble on the shore.

This is also their next goal

They began to try to transform these pebbles of different shapes into standard-sized tennis balls.

To be honest, this seems to be more difficult than turning a small stick into a needle.

The possibility of success seems to be getting slimmer.

Professor "Snape" patiently taught them some details about transformation.

While Matthew listened carefully, he felt a little weird.

Maybe I'm a little too worried

But he always felt that if it was just these contents, there was no need for Professor "Snape" to bring them to the Forbidden Forest.

It's just some withered branches and smooth pebbles. There's no need to go to such trouble. You just need to ask the house elves to come here to pick some back up, and then you can teach in the castle.

This trip to the Forbidden Forest seemed a bit unnecessary.

Suppressing his inner confusion, Matthew concentrated as much as possible and listened to some details about Professor "Snape"'s transformation.

Time flies by, at least that's what Matthew thinks.

Of course, for several of his companions, they may feel that this time has passed very long

Before I knew it, it was almost noon.

As Professor "Snape" shouted to them, Matthew reluctantly looked away from the cobblestones.

Malfoy and the others were obviously impatient to wait. In their opinion, although this after-school practice was not that tiring, it was too boring to face dead branches or pebbles all morning like this.

However, Harry Evans was not as "lucky" as Malfoy and the others. He had been scolded several times in one morning by the usually gentle Professor "Snape". When facing him, his temper suddenly became a little... Get angry.

It seems that the rumors are true. Professor "Snape" is indeed very harsh on Harry Evans.

At this time, Professor "Snape" called them, obviously not announcing the end of this practice.

Instead, ask them to come for lunch.

Seven people sat on the floor, and Professor "Snape" tapped his suitcase with his wand.

A huge tablecloth appeared in front of them.

Then, some food appeared one after another on the tablecloth.

It's almost all dry food, including a bag of cold quail, a few boxes of biscuits, a package of dried beef, and a few bottles of pumpkin juice.

Seeing how well prepared Professor "Snape" was, he was really prepared to take the students to stay in the Forbidden Forest for a whole day.

But this was hardly a sumptuous lunch, especially for a pampered student like Draco Malfoy. He began to gnaw on the cold quail with a sad expression on his face, and looked sad at the same time.

"Maybe I should prepare some hot food," Professor Snape said softly, seeing that the students seemed a little dissatisfied with his lunch, "You guys wait here for a while, I'll go get some." Go to Professor Kettleburn's cabin and get some warm food from him."

"But, Professor," Matthew couldn't help frowning and put down the dried beef in his hand, "This is in the Forbidden Forest."

"Don't worry, Mr. Wakefield, Snape," the professor said as he stood up, "This is just the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and I won't leave for too long."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the direction of Professor Kettleburn's cabin.

There is nothing wrong with what Professor "Snape" said.

This is indeed just the edge of the Forbidden Forest. They stayed around here all morning and did not encounter any weird or threatening magical creatures.

But Matthew frowned, and he suddenly had a very bad feeling

Others may not feel this way. Crabbe and Goyle were munching on cold quail, while Evans was eating biscuits with his head down.

"Oh my God, what is that?" Theodore Nott suddenly let out a strange cry.

He was very embarrassed and shrank his body back as much as possible, with fear on his face.

At the same time, Matthew heard the sound of the giant claw landing gently, and something was heading towards them.

He quickly looked in the direction of Nott's gaze.

A creature as light as a shadow

He is a large black dog with gray eyes.

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