Chapter 1027 Unknown Expectation

? In fact, Hermione had already spotted each other in the corridor when she came to the classroom.

Not only that, at the moment when she turned her head to reprimand Ron, she also inadvertently felt the envy from the wizard in the windbreaker secretly watching.

Come to think of it, maybe it was because of this reason that Professor McGonagall took the initiative to invite the wizard in the windbreaker to come into the classroom and have a class with everyone!

"Excuse me...do you like class very much?"

The moment Hermione asked this sentence, she saw that the other party's face, which had been slightly lowered all along, suddenly lifted a little. Although it was impossible to see the whole face clearly because the collar was still standing high, the eyes that had been hidden under the shadow of the brim of the hat all the time remained in Hermione's mind.

Undoubtedly, they were a pair of eyes that could leave a deep impression on others, deep and full of charm, but at that moment, there was a faint complex depression.

"I don't know if I like it or not," the windbreaker wizard said softly, "I...cough cough, I just know that I miss the feeling of being in class with my classmates."

"Then...were you also a student at Hogwarts?" Hermione asked naturally.

Most of the wizards I met in the British wizarding world were from Hogwarts. Not to mention nine out of ten, there should be 70%. So it's not surprising that she asked this question.

But after the other party heard it, he seemed to feel a little hesitant, and nodded slightly after a while.

"It counts!"

"Yes" or "No", generally speaking, there are only two kinds of answers, right? What does this "is" really mean?

While Hermione was puzzled, she couldn't help feeling that the other party might not want to answer this question with the truth, so she used such ambiguous words to confuse her.

But since the other party didn't want to talk about it, there must be a reason for her embarrassment - she didn't bother with this seemingly irrelevant topic.

"Really?" Hermione nodded and said, "Well, then enjoy the feeling of class—"

Thus, the conversation between the two came to an end for the time being.

Hermione flipped through her textbook again, and finally drew her wand. After she swung her wand quickly and accurately, the tip of the wand in her hand touched the top of the high-composite substance on the table.

"First is the analysis, then the classification and confirmation of the required formulas, and then the selection of the most efficient formulas to reconcile conversion, implementation and other quality transformations..."

For this classroom exercise, Hermione moved very quickly, and within a short while successfully transformed the strangely colored compound substance into a purple crystal with a bit of transparency.

Probably due to the requirement of quality, the volume of this crystal is much larger than that of the material just now. Under the sunlight outside the window, it suddenly reflected a brilliant lavender brilliance.

"Do you want to try it too?"

Not paying attention to the gazes cast by the other groups, Hermione tapped the tip of the wand again, releasing the deformation applied to it.

Seeing this, the windbreaker wizard beside him couldn't help taking out his wand with great interest, and tapped a little on the piece of material that had returned to its original state.

All of a sudden, the grotesque material began to deform and change color again, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a delicate blue bird-shaped ice sculpture.

Surrounded by the faint cold air, this little ice bird seems to be in the sea of ​​clouds, soaring above the sky. Even if it is just a static decoration, it can give people the illusion that they will flap their wings and fly away at any time.

"Oh, it's so pretty!"

Hermione leaned over and looked at it in surprise, she seemed to like it very much.

At the same time, the other young wizards around the table couldn't help but also gathered together, all around the table showing expressions of surprise or astonishment.

No way, the students in the class know a lot about Transfiguration, but they felt such vivid vitality on a dead object transformed by Transfiguration,

This is the first time.

It can even be said that this unknown species of ice crystal bird seems to give people a more "alive" feeling than a real bird.

But after admiring it for a while, Hermione seemed a little strange and said:

"Why not make it bigger? Professor McGonagall's request just now is to wait for the mass to be deformed, and the amount of matter it contains... seems to be much less?"

"Cough cough cough..." The wizard in the windbreaker shook his head and coughed softly, "Just try to pick it up and you'll know."

"pick up?"

Hermione stretched out her hand to the little ice bird on the table with a little puzzlement, and was about to carefully put it in her hand.

Just as soon as she touched it, she felt an unusual heaviness, which made her unable to lift it directly. But to her surprise, this ice bird was not very cold.

At this moment, she suddenly heard the other party's hoarse voice, faintly said:

"This ice bird is the work that the person who taught me Transfiguration used for me to practice. Its mass can be changed, but its size cannot be changed. But every time, he will give me a piece of practice material with a larger mass. ..."

Hermione frowned and thought for a while, then quickly asked:

"Is it 'compression'?"

But the other party shook his head again.

"It's not just compression, it also requires temperature control."

"The temperature..." Hermione nodded thoughtfully, and then couldn't help but grabbed the sleeve of the other party's windbreaker, "Then, how did it become so... so alive?"

The desire for knowledge is a major characteristic of Hermione. After the transformation technique of the windbreaker wizard caught her attention, she immediately forgot about trying to test it out.

But this time, the other party did not continue to explain to her, but directly refused.

"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't tell you about this."

"what!"

Only then did Hermione recover from her eager thirst for knowledge, and after realizing that she had lost her composure, she hastily let go of her left hand that was clutching the opponent's sleeve.

"Sorry, I was the one to be rude."

And until now, everyone around here suddenly heard Professor McGonagall's words on the podium.

"Everyone go back to their practice materials. If the transformation is successful, please raise your hands. I will come over and check you."

When the students left in a hurry, the wizard in the windbreaker couldn't help but leaned towards Professor McGonagall in front of him, expressing his apology for affecting other students.

Since then, Transfiguration has continued again.

After Professor McGonagall evaluated everyone's exercises one by one, he began to explain some details and the mistakes everyone made in the exercises.

On the premise of concentrating on studying in class, the time of a class actually passes quickly. Not long after, the Transfiguration class for two consecutive classes ended.

And during the second half of the Transfiguration class, Hermione simply sat next to the wizard in the windbreaker, speaking a word or two to him from time to time while listening to the class.

Although the communication was obviously not much, after this short period of getting along, Hermione finally had a premonition that she could become more familiar with the other party.

After class was over, the wizard in the windbreaker also said goodbye to Professor McGonagall, and walked out of the classroom with the bell ringing. But before he could take a few more steps, the sound of hurried footsteps approaching quickly made him turn around again.

"Miss Granger?"

"Huh... It's a good thing you didn't go far," Hermione put the ice bird in her hand between the two of them and shook it, "Can you give this to me? Professor McGonagall said it's okay for the materials. But the key is that you did it."

"Well," the windbreaker wizard nodded lightly, "of course."

"This is really great!" Hermione said happily, "I will study it carefully, and I believe that one day, I can make such a lifelike ice bird."

Having said that, she suddenly turned around and said:

"That's right! You said before that Maca has gone to work, right... so where are you planning to go next?"

To be honest, the wizard in the windbreaker has not thought about this problem, because he can actually go anywhere. So after Hermione asked, he thought about it casually.

"Mr. McLean said you could go to the pub in Hogsmeade - he said it would be a good idea to have a butterbeer there."

"Oh! There are two pubs in Hogsmeade!" said Hermione, "but if Macka mentioned butterbeer, I think it must be talking about the Hog's Head pub-his favorite drink is there Butterbeer."

As soon as Hermione said that it was "Maka's favorite", the wizard in the windbreaker seemed to show some interest very quickly.

"How?" Hermione continued, "The Pig's Head Bar is not on the main road, it's located a little further away—shall I take you there?"

"But you... attend class?"

"It's okay," Hermione waved her hand, "I don't have any classes anymore, I originally wanted to go to the library to study by myself. But now, I want you to tell me more about transfiguration—you seem very interested Are you good at this?"

Hearing this, the wizard in the windbreaker hesitated for a while, after all, who knows if he would slip up and mention something that shouldn't be said during the chat?

Maca is right, but not everyone can understand their own situation like him.

However, there was still some kind of emotion aroused during the class just now, which was driving the wizard in the windbreaker to accept the invitation.

"If...if it's just discussing magical knowledge."

"Are you agreeing?" Hermione said immediately, "Then you wait for me in the foyer, and I'll come over after I put away my schoolbag!"

Looking at the back of Hermione leaving quickly, the emotion also became stronger. The windbreaker wizard pursed his lips, and a trace of expectation suddenly appeared on his face hidden under the brim of his hat. (https:)

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