Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

In addition to Defense Against the Dark Arts, the fifth grade class also had a Transfiguration class this morning.

What they need to learn is still the disappearing spell, but the animal that needs to be transformed is replaced by a hamster.

Although it was just a different animal, the difficulty increased more than a little. For two whole classes, most people's progress remained unchanged.

This situation has never happened before, because recently, students have been very anxious every time they take Transfiguration class, and everyone is afraid of seeing Professor McGonagall's disappointed face again.

This time is no exception.

After a class, the classroom was filled with various crackling explosions. Everyone wanted to complete the task quickly, and their mood inevitably became more and more impatient. These explosions were caused by incorrect spell casting.

Some people were so nervous that they even blew the table into pieces.

"Everyone, please stop..."

Professor McGonagall used her wand to repair the broken table and said loudly: "You are too impatient. This will make it more difficult to master the disappearing spell. Try to calm yourself down...

"Well, maybe there is some news that can relieve your tense nerves."

Everyone looked at her.

"The Yule Ball is coming soon," said Professor McGonagall. "This is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests."

Sure enough, when Professor McGonagall finished speaking, there was a burst of discussion in the classroom.

Several Gryffindor girls were so anxious that they cried just now, but now they were gathered together, whispering something, and laughing. Occasionally, they would turn their faces and glance at Kyle intentionally or unintentionally.

Professor McGonagall ignored them and continued: "The dance is only open to students in the fourth grade and above, but if you are willing, you can also choose a dance partner from a lower grade...

“It’s eight o’clock on Christmas Eve in the auditorium.

"Don't forget to put on your dress robes then. This is a rare opportunity for us to...um...let our hair down and relax."

There was more laughter around.

Fortunately, at this time, the end of get out of class bell also rang. Everyone quickly packed up their things and couldn't wait to leave the classroom, as if they were going to announce the good news to more people.

But Kyle was left behind.

"According to tradition, the Triwizard Tournament dance is held by the warriors and their partners..." Professor McGonagall said, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"Of course, Professor." Kyle glanced outside the door...Kanna was holding two books, leaning on the railing, waiting for him.

Professor McGonagall naturally saw it too, and she couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, that's good if you know, but I still have to remind you that you have to practice your dancing skills in the recent period.

"As the beginning of the dance, there are many people watching you. If you dance in a mess, others will definitely laugh at you."

The expression on Kyle's face suddenly became wonderful.

Now comes the problem...

The only thing he could dance was the unique dance performed by the Moon Chimera when it was courting a mate, which Newt taught him when he was ten years old.

Oh, and he can also do the Poison Horned Beast.

But it's useless. At the Triwizard Tournament dance, there is a high probability that there will be no music suitable for these two dances.

And it was impossible for Dumbledore to agree to him bringing a Moon-Crazy Beast as his dance partner.

Looking at him, Professor McGonagall seemed to have thought of something and asked tentatively: "You can't dance?"

Kyle nodded stiffly.

Professor McGonagall was a little surprised, "Could it be that your father... Chris has never taken you to a dance?"

The Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures has to deal with foreign wizards a lot. When those foreign wizards come here, Chris, as the deputy director, will inevitably have to attend some welcome balls and cocktail parties.

These dances can usually be attended by the family, which is considered a common activity.

"Um...I've never participated once," Kyle said.

When it comes to dances and the like, Chris himself hides whenever he can, and only shows up and eats at the buffet when he really can't.

As for Kyle himself, he didn't want to go. If he had that time, he might as well watch the salamanders fighting in Newt's box.

"Oh..." Professor McGonagall rubbed her forehead.

As the warrior responsible for opening the show but unable to dance, this would be a terrible disaster for both Kyle himself and Hogwarts.

Fortunately, she asked one more question today.

"You can take a break from your next classes."

Professor McGonagall said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "It's only a week until Christmas, and during this time you must learn to dance...it doesn't matter even if you only know one song.

"In this way, tomorrow is the weekend. At ten o'clock in the morning, I will open a dance club in the auditorium. Remember to come over then... No, you must come over."

After saying that, Professor McGonagall hurriedly left the classroom, apparently going to the eighth floor to find Principal Dumbledore.

Kyle smacked his lips and walked out of the classroom.

"Why does Professor McGonagall look so anxious?" Kangna came over and asked curiously: "What did you say?"

"A very serious challenge." Kyle sighed, "It's much scarier than facing two fire dragons alone."

"Huh?" Kangna became even more curious.

"Forget it, it's nothing." Kyle shook his head, "By the way, can I invite you to the Christmas dance? You know, the warriors need to start with their dance partners, and I need your help.

Otherwise, I will probably have to dance with the Moon-Crazy Beast... Professor Dumbledore will obviously not agree with me doing this. "

Kangna instantly forgot her doubts. She looked at Kyle and turned her head to the side slightly.

"Only you would want to dance with Moon Chimon... But, well... since you said so, I am willing to be your dance partner."

"That's great," Kyle said with a smile.

Then the two of them went downstairs and headed towards the common room.

Meanwhile, in the underground classroom.

Snape, who was brewing the potion, shook his hand and threw a whole bottle of armadillo bile into the cauldron.

The originally bright blue potion instantly turned into deep purple and bubbles started to bubble out.

"Oh, damn!" Snape waved his wand and cleared away the potion and the cauldron, and then he subconsciously thought of Sirius Black.

Although Black is not here, it is definitely right to put the blame on him.

Ever since the other party came to Hogwarts, it can be said that he has been against him in every aspect... He would deduct points from Gryffindor, and then Black would deduct points from Slytherin students, and the reasons used were almost exactly the same.

In the past few days, he had been going to Dumbledore about this matter frequently, and he even lost sleep.

It must have been because he didn't get a good rest just now, otherwise how could he, a potion master, make such a stupid mistake.

Dumbledore was so stupid that he agreed to let an idiot become a professor.

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