Chapter 528 The sudden confinement

"Fifth grade...fifth grade..."

Ron was chattering there again, and Harry and Hermione looked at each other, neither of them could think of a way to persuade him.

To be precise, there is no need to persuade - an announcement was just posted today. The originally planned college team competition has been changed. The mixed team will be reorganized and players will be selected based on the number of points scored in previous years and other data. If there are players with similar scores, they will be selected.

Rotation system.

Harry was chosen of course, but a pure newcomer like Ron was naturally not even able to be chosen as a substitute, which led to Ron's mentality today being really not very good.

However, today's course was also History of Magic, and Professor Binns never cared much about his students, so Ron's whispering could continue - until Harry couldn't help but fall asleep anyway.

'It's a good choice to let him vent... I can't stay up late looking at potions anymore... Phew...'

With this thought, Harry fell asleep directly and entered dreamland.

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"The Death Star is getting brighter..."

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Can you speak human language...Professor Trelawney...

William looked at the uninvited guest in front of him and complained wildly in his heart, but his face showed no trace of impatience.

The person in front of him was the only person he didn't want to mess with at Hogwarts - the other was Professor McGonagall.

There was no way around it. If it hadn't been for the professor's recommendation, he wouldn't have been able to do his current job. Therefore, he would never say anything bad about the divination class directly in class.

"There are preserves, chocolate frogs, candies, and biscuits here. Do you need anything? Professor Trelawney?"

"Just call me Sybil, Professor Li."

She sat down without looking at the things on the table, "My third eye is getting blurry..."

'Is Professor Snape putting too much pressure on you?'

William considered the thoughts of the professor in front of him, but he couldn't understand the matter of divination after all. From his point of view, a professor like Professor Snape who spent every day in the office and library studying divination would be afraid of being involved.

Yes, especially the one in front of me...

"Did something extraordinary happen?"

"Of course, of course..."

Professor Trelawney lengthened her tone and spoke to William in a very suspenseful voice, "I see no sign of Harry Potter's death..."

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Everyone has gone to Professor Snape's Divination class, where do you see it...

Even if you insist on making up, you still have to take classes...

"Have you seen him lately?"

"Yes...or rather, since the end of last semester, I can no longer see signs of his death..."

Professor Trelawney picked up the bottle she brought with her and took a long sip. A strong smell of alcohol came out - there was no doubt that she was drinking again.

'Professor Snape, you are committing a heinous crime... Even if he is a professor of Divination, you can't just rob him at his request. It hurts people's self-esteem...'

William still has some respect for this talkative professor. She used to like to show off her presence, but she is definitely not so addicted to alcohol.

William spent a long time talking about a certain divination professor who did not want to be named, and then he reluctantly persuaded her to move, so that she was not as excited as before.

"You have to be careful, Professor Li..."

Professor Trelawney smiled at William as she walked out, "Although your signs of death are not as obvious as before, they are still extremely dangerous."

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If you hadn't helped me get out of prison early, you would have to go to the campus hospital now, would you believe it...

William looked helpless, "What else? Professor Sybil?"

"Mars is getting brighter..."

Trelawney took a sip of wine and left without looking back.

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"Woo!"

With something covering the back of his head, Harry tried to get up, but was held down harder.

Without thinking, he pointed his left hand over there, "There are many obstacles!"

"Ah! Poof..."

A half-scream of pain came out, and was then forcibly swallowed.

Harry then remembered that this was in class. Judging from where he was sitting, the wizard he hit next to him should be - Ron?

"Change back!"

A quiet and urgent voice came, and Harry heard what Ron said despite the pain.

Change back?

Only then did he feel that the position of his ears was not quite right - Damn it, Animagus?

So he transformed on his own in class without the help of a wand?

This is a good thing. Sirius has always asked him to complete it smoothly, but he doesn't have much time - and now he has succeeded?

But now is obviously not the time to think about this issue. If a classmate discovers it, then confidentiality measures will be completely out of the question.

He hurriedly used his wand to transform back, then pushed Ron and whispered, "Okay."

The thing covering the back of his head was removed. Harry looked up and found that people from both colleges were staring at him. Even the professor was looking over here, wondering what was going on.

It had been a long time since anyone had dared to be so presumptuous in his class. Professor Binns' eyes widened - he thought he had given his students enough time and freedom to appreciate the charm of the history of magic, but in

Fighting in class was really too much.

He tried to identify Ron, staring at his red hair.

"Fred Weasley! You go to confinement! Go to Professor William's place for a month!!!"

Professor Binns' voice echoed throughout the classroom, "And that...that..."

He searched for a long time but couldn't find another redhead.

"He actually skipped class! George Weasley was also given a month of solitary confinement!"

Now, the students below finally understand - the co-author professor confused them with the seventh grade...

There is no other way. Who makes Professor Binns the only one in the whole school who dares to teach seven grades of courses by himself?

Although it's funny, at the current time, even Gryffindor, who has always been known for feeling that his own house has too many points, dare not touch it, for fear that the murderous Professor Binns would not mind sending one more person to solitary confinement.

Professor William's confinement is not much better than the reputation of the paper - no one intends to accompany Ron.

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"Ron, you're back..."

Harry looked at Ron anxiously. He could explain to Ron, but there was no way he could tell the truth to others in exchange for Ron being exempted from confinement.

This made him feel extremely guilty - he went to talk to Lupine immediately after class, but Lupine strictly ordered him not to tell anyone else about the Animagus. As for the rest, he would take care of it.

But Ron didn't look as frustrated as he thought, "Professor Binns didn't deduct our points - by the way, your furry ears?"

He was startled when he saw Harry's sudden appearance of wolf ears - if his solid self-defense skills hadn't told him that a werewolf couldn't transform during the day, he almost thought Harry had been accidentally bitten by Lupine...

He didn't have time to think about it, he directly held down Harry's head to prevent others from seeing him and preventing any rumors from spreading.

Of course, after Harry recovered his prototype, he apologized to Professor Binns, apologized to Professor McGonagall, and even reported to Professor William - but even so, he did not reveal the slightest bit about Harry.

The thing about two wolf ears.

He couldn't explain that once he exposed Harry, he knew better than anyone what kind of treatment the werewolf would receive, so he could only be a student who deliberately caused trouble in class.

Even when he returned to the lounge, he heard someone vaguely saying that he was so jealous that he did such a cruel thing to his good friend Harry - in those rumors, he had always been jealous.

, until he was stunned by today's announcement, and then tried to make Harry look embarrassed in class...

But those were dispelled by curiosity and pride, and this feeling was also mixed with the unique joy of young people who emerged from guarding secrets.

"ear…"

Harry looked at Ron, then at the empty dormitory, stood in front of the door, and deftly transformed the door lock into a huge iron lump - most people's unlocking spells would not even work.

"You have to keep it a secret for me, Ron. Sirius and Lupine said this is a spell used to save lives. I only learned it before school started."

Harry checked his work, nodded with satisfaction, then pulled out his wand, then pointed it at himself and cast a spell.

In Ron's unbelievable eyes, Harry twisted and transformed in a very short time, and then became a very domineering dog.

"This dog is so handsome!"

Ron admired sincerely, "Did you learn it from Sirius? I remember Professor McGonagall can turn into a cat?"
To be continued...