HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

Animagus, a form of transformation magic that can transform into animals at will.

Lycoris memorized the key points of the Transfiguration class notes and watched Professor McGonagall transform herself into a tabby cat.

"Good!" The Hufflepuff students nearby clapped loudly, cheering for Professor McGonagall, "Awesome!"

The Slytherin students also clapped, but not as exaggeratedly as the little badger was surprised.

Hufflepuff students are really easy to admire and are very suitable for being admirers.

James Potter's Animagus is the stag, Sirius Black is the black dog, Peter Pettigrew is the mouse, and the female reporter Rita Skeeter is the beetle.

Their patron saint seems to have something to do with this...

Restricted section of the library.

Licoris feels that this process is not difficult, but it is a test of luck.

The crystal vial cannot be touched by anyone. Good weather during the full moon requires pure moonlight...

It’s so troublesome, and it seems like there’s nothing useful about learning it.

Sirius Black relied on this to escape from Azkaban. Thinking about it this way...it seems useful?

This takes too long and is not cost-effective.

It's better to go back and study my dozen or so courses. I don't have time to study this.

Licoris stuffed the book in her hand onto the shelf in the forbidden book area and replaced it with a forbidden book on advanced transfiguration.

"This book was written to you by Professor Severus Snape?" Mrs. Pince looked at the girl in front of her with a confused tone, "'Advanced Transfiguration Guide'?"

"Yes." Licoris answered firmly.

The Potions Professor prescribes a forbidden book on Transfiguration, no problem! The dean is very knowledgeable.

The Transfiguration was really fun, Krum's transformation into a shark was impressive, and Malfoy was transformed into a stoat.

Licolis was studying the "Advanced Transfiguration Guide" and practicing the Patronus Charm at the same time.

Nowadays, Dementors can be seen all over the campus. What if one day some blind person wants to take a breath of his own emotions?

Liklis never went behind anyone's back when studying, and often studied at the Good Hungry Club.

There will also be second-year and first-year students who come to ask questions. She will occasionally teach everyone some knowledge about refining potions.

This year the potions for the hospital wing were contracted by club students, but they all had to be approved by Madam Pomfrey.

Dumbledore worked really hard not to add points to himself.

"What are you studying?" Cedric Diggory asked curiously, seeing the bitter and resentful look on his schoolmate's face, "Will Lycoris be stumped?"

"Senior Said," Lycoris raised her head and greeted him, "I'm learning the Patronus Charm. I know how to recite it, but I can't summon the Patronus."

"I happened to have seen some of this spell. It requires the caster to use the happiest things as emotional support." Cedric Diggory didn't learn it specifically, but he knew some key points, "Maybe you should think about what makes you happy. Things that can bring happiness to people can also be done.”

It seems that there is really nothing particularly happy.

Is this why I can't cast a spell?

Licolis can't quite feel the "happy things" that Senior Seid said, but she knows that some things are happy in themselves, such as winning the House Cup against Gryffindor.

But there is no such "happy" feeling.

Cedric Diggory looked at the schoolgirl's more serious expression and touched his nose. She seemed to be in more trouble?

"I'll go back and learn it, and then I'll tell you how I felt at the time after I've learned it?" Cedric Diggory thought of a way that he thought was good, and then saw the transformation on Lycoris' table. Technical books, he thought for a while and tore off a piece of paper from his notebook.

Licoris watched him mash the paper into a ball, turn it into a little turtle, and put it on her desk, "I wish you can cast the Patronus Charm soon."

"Thank you, senior." Licoris smiled at him and held down the little turtle.

He is really nice and takes the initiative to help others.

"Are you interested in this? I can teach you how to turn inanimate things into living things." Cedric Diggory smiled at her, "It's very interesting."

Lily thought of something. Lily turned a flower into a fish and gave it to Professor Slughorn. When she died, the fish turned back into a flower.

"...This little turtle will always be effective, and feeding is very convenient." Cedric Diggory noticed that the school girl seemed to be thinking about something, so he waited for her to come to her senses.

"Okay, I want to learn." Licoris looked at the boy in front of her who was two years older than her. He should be the most promising wizard at Hogwarts.

Slytherin office.

"...You mean, you can't summon the Patronus?" Snape frowned and looked at his daughter. Didn't she have any good memories that she cared about?

Even for me, I still have Lily as a person, and my past with her is enough to feel happy.

"Yes, Dad, I tried, but it just didn't work." Licoris was also disappointed because she couldn't summon it.

Her family could not bring her happiness, Snape said, "Do you think about friendship?"

"What are you thinking about?" Licoris didn't understand.

"Pansy, Nott, and Malfoy, what have you been through?" Snape couldn't think of how he could help her have "happy memories."

"You mean decomposing the basilisk?" Lycoris didn't find any joy in this, although it was very good to have a lot of potion raw materials to use.

This does not seem to be happiness?

Snape thought for a moment and said something that shocked Lycoris, "Perhaps you should have a love affair?"

Is this what dad would say? Shouldn't you worry about cabbage with pork belly?

Licoris said, "Dad, do you think a boy will allow me to summon the patron saint?"

Then you might as well beat up Dumbledore, I might be happier watching it.

Licoris thought she should rely on herself. This answer was unusually unreliable.

Lycoris thought about what her father and daughter had confessed that day, and summoned a flash of white light, but it was not enough to summon the patron saint.

Until Lycoris saw the golden camellias on the table, she thought of what Madame Flamel had said to her.

She knew her own personality, and if she had to die in happiness or in pain, she would choose the latter.

You will not be willing to die when you are happy. Finally happy, but dead.

Dying when you are in pain is a relief. No more pain, just relief.

If my future was unhappy, I would not go back in time and put a bracelet on myself and start over again.

Therefore, my happiest thing is the unknown future.

"Expecto Patronum."

The tip of Licoris's wand emitted white light. The white light dissipated, and a fox condensed into shape.

What the future holds, I don’t know.

But as long as I think about it, I feel happy and happy.

"It turns out that my patron saint is a fox."