Hogwarts from another world

Chapter 153 Arcus (Supplement)

Harry Evans is the name of the boy at the door.

The five second-year Slytherin students are all quite familiar with him...

Because last year, Harry Evans was still in the same grade as them; even though he was from Gryffindor House.

However, his performance in the final exam was too poor, and he was eventually repeated. Now that the other students are already in the second grade, he has no choice but to go to the first grade again.

For this reason, he also received a lot of ridicule.

Matthew knew very well that Mr. Evans really couldn’t be blamed for this…

Because for most of last year's semester, the "Harry Evans" they came into contact with was actually a dark wizard in disguise... The real Mr. Evans was first imprisoned for more than half a year, and then in the school hospital. He had been ill for a long time; in fact, he had learned nothing at all.

It’s no surprise that I ended up repeating a grade.

It's just that this matter is strictly kept secret at Hogwarts, and except for a few people, no one knows the truth.

I'm afraid even "Harry Evans"'s own memory has been erased.

……

"Okay, we are all here!" Professor "Severus Snape" said with a smile.

"Come in, Mr. Evans," he waved his hand in the direction of the door and explained, "Mr. Evans needs to remediate his Transfiguration class. I will simply let him participate in this practice with you... Come on. , let’s drink tea first!”

He began to distribute cups of tea to the students in the office.

Matthew took a cup of steaming hot tea with a lot of brown sugar in it, which actually tasted pretty good.

"Let's talk about our plans for today first," Professor "Snape" said while drinking a cup of tea. "Today's after-school practice may last all day..."

"Oh, my God..." Matthew heard Nott muttering behind him, "It's another whole day... Why don't you go learn from Professor Bagshot..."

"However, I will not let you stay in the same classroom. In fact, I plan to take you to the Forbidden Forest..." Professor "Snape" seemed not to hear Nott's muttering. He continued, "I I have always believed that just studying in the classroom is not enough——"

He paused and continued to drink the lipstick tea: "Many wizards who have entered society feel that transformation is actually a kind of useless magic. No matter how well they learn it, it will not play any role in life..."

"...In a sense, they are right; however, this is also a sign of not integrating learning into life!"

Matthew squinted his eyes and couldn't help but fell into thought.

Although the identity of Professor "Snape" has always been doubtful...but his words are indeed somewhat thought-provoking...

"Now, let's go!" Professor "Snape" stood up and said jokingly, "I hope you didn't forget to bring your wands."

Six students walked out of the Transfiguration teacher's office one after another. As they shouted in unison, the small benches that had appeared out of thin air all disappeared.

Professor "Snape" first picked up a suitcase from the table, then walked out of the office and locked the door of the office.

"Follow me!" he said gently.

……

A group of seven people left the castle in this way.

As they passed the oak gate, Mr. Pringle was cleaning the house.

Seeing them from a distance, Mr. Pringle raised his head and greeted enthusiastically: "Professor Snape, are you taking students to practice again?"

"Yes," Professor "Snape" smiled and nodded at him, "It's early in the morning, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Pringle..."

He stopped, bent down, and touched Mr. Tang's head affectionately before moving on.

Matthew observed silently. In fact, this situation is somewhat rare...

Mr. Pringle has always been eccentric and irritable, and Mr. Tang is a very ferocious golden retriever; not only the students, but also most of the teachers in the castle have an average relationship with them; and Professor "Snape" , seems to get along pretty well with them.

They passed the greenhouse and then Professor Kettleburn's cabin.

On the small roof on the edge of the forbidden forest, wisps of smoke were rising into the sky... Kettleburn seemed to be cooking inside.

Professor "Snape" did not stop to disturb him, but continued to move forward into the Forbidden Forest.

Several students looked a little pale, but they could only bite the bullet and continue to move forward behind Professor "Snape".

The vast forbidden forest gradually swallowed them up; they began to walk on a narrow path hidden deep in the black jungle.

The Forbidden Forest was dark and silent.

……

"Actually, I think you are all curious as to why I brought you here?" Professor "Snape" looked very relaxed, and he suddenly asked: "After all, what we are going to be exposed to is transfiguration. Not Defense Against the Dark Arts, or Protection of Magical Creatures."

No one answered, even Matthew didn't understand what was going on at this time.

"In fact, in my opinion, transfiguration is the subject that requires the most practice and contact with life..." Professor "Snape" continued, his voice became faintly serious:

"Let's take the simplest example... I think you all know how to turn a match into a needle, right?"

"Of course!" Everyone responded quickly, Draco Malfoy's voice being the loudest, "We learned it in the first class of the first year."

Turning a match into a needle is almost the simplest part of transfiguration; even for first-year students, they have learned it early.

"Very good!" Professor "Snape" smiled and nodded.

Then, he suddenly stopped and stopped beside a willow tree.

Under everyone's confused gazes, Professor "Snape" broke off a branch from the willow tree.

Then, he patiently processed the branches for a while, and finally only a small piece of wood, about the size of a matchstick, was left.

"So, which one of you can turn this small stick into a needle?" Professor "Snape" asked with great interest, "Its size is almost the same as that of a match..."

The students immediately looked at each other.

"Mr. Malfoy, come and try." Professor "Snape" casually handed the small wooden stick to Draco Malfoy.

Malfoy took it bravely and took out his wand.

Bend down, put the small wooden stick on the ground, and pointed the wand at it:

"Acus!"