Hogwarts Study Panel.

Chapter 294: The Liar

Evening has arrived.

Ron held the broken wand, but he wasn't bothered at all.

He figured out where he was different from Fred and George, and even where he surpassed them.

He has some friends, some of whom are quite special, enough to make anyone envious.

Outside the castle, shouts occasionally drifted from the Quidditch pitch, the Gryffindor Quidditch team members training—Wood's voice was the loudest.

Sheen treads on the setting sun, on the blurry shadows of beech trees, with a book forever floating in front of him.

Sometimes it's about weather magic, sometimes it's a dream story, and sometimes it's a theory of magic.

When he was deep in thought, his wand would be slowly waved, and the grass outside the Forbidden Forest would surge like a raging sea, pushing Sheen toward Hagrid's hut.

[You have practiced a matter transformation to the standard of a master, Master-level proficiency +10]

The sudden progress pleased Sheen even more. He fed Bai Yi a biscuit, and soon a three-headed dog with bared fangs appeared in the Forbidden Forest.

Sheen couldn't touch the three-headed dog's head, so the three-headed dog would lower its head.

Cerberus, also known as Bai Yi, has gotten used to the strange changes that have occurred to her, and even finds them quite novel. Sometimes she even chases after some animals in the Forbidden Forest.

Sheen wore a precious soul artifact around his neck, while Bai Yi wore many cookies around her neck.

After the transformation is complete, Bai Yi can then proceed to the next, different transformation.

There was no cost.

All that's needed is for Sheen to remain here, to guide Bai Yi so she doesn't get lost.

In the distance, Hagrid's hut glowed with a dim yellow light, and the hanging hams cast swaying shadows.

Hagrid hadn't worried about Sheen's safety in the Forbidden Forest for a long time. Don't think he hadn't seen Frenzer, who was always watching quietly, and the centaur tribe around him.

Besides, the easygoing Hagrid only recently discovered the young wizard's formidable strength.

He initially thought it was an earthquake, but it turned out to be just a little wizard's practice.

"The mother is like this, and the child is normal too."

Hagrid's gruff voice mingled with the crackling of the fireplace; he was genuinely pleased.

At this moment, the evening sky turned into a faint purple-gold line, and the tops of the fir and beech trees at the edge of the forbidden forest were already blurred.

Hagrid saw a three-headed dog and a small dragon coming this way, and he rubbed his eyes:

"Nobel? Nobel's back?! Poor girl, how come she's only this small—and how did Lu Wei get out here too—this is terrible!"

Hagrid hurriedly ran out of the cabin.

"Hagrid, good evening."

Sheen patted Bai Yi's head, and Bai Yi naturally shrank into an owl and landed on Sheen's shoulder.

The fire dragon beside him also "disappeared"—in Hagrid's eyes, it disappeared.

But actually, it was Tira who had eaten the special fairy tale biscuit, and it crawled up Sheen's leg into his pocket.

After becoming the common anchor point for Bai Yi and Tira, Sheen clearly felt that he was not up to the task, and he guessed that this might be the limit of the [beginner] level soul transformation.

"Shee-Shee, what is this—"

Hagrid stammered, his entire beard trembling slightly.

"Some special fairytale cookies."

Sheen answered.

"The one with a limit of two per purchase!"

Hagrid exclaimed in surprise, "I've been waiting with an invitation for the Fairy Tale House to open!"

Sheen suddenly remembered something: strictly speaking, why couldn't Hagrid be connected to the Soul Relic?

Sheen then quickly began the experiment.

"I'll pay, please don't say no, could you please... take some photos for me?"

Hagrid clutched his stomach, twitching his beard with satisfaction. He pointed to a spot covered with magical photos of him after his last transformation into a fire-breathing dragon.

He had been looking forward to surprising Harry and the others when they arrived.

But he seemed to have forgotten something. In order to prevent him from tearing down Hagrid's hut, Sheen waved his wand, and several bouncy stools were pushed out for the already dazed Hagrid.

Within two seconds, a huge fire dragon rose up at the edge of the forbidden forest.

Not far away, Dumbledore stroked his long white beard, his eyes full of kindness.

From the moment a young wizard enrolled, the castle became more and more interesting. So interesting that even some people who preferred to stay in the cellars were out for quite some time.

"Hagrid, can you hear me?"

"At the edge of the Forbidden Forest," Sheen asked.

The giant fire dragon stared at Sheen in confusion, then stuck out its tongue to lick him.

To prevent himself from being accidentally eaten by the dragon Hagrid, Sheen waved his wand, and the earth carried him away like waves.

"Could you sit down?"

Sheen then tried.

The fire dragon sat down on the ground, its front paws dangling, looking more like a tusk than a fire dragon.

Now Sheen understood that souls were extremely special, and even if Hagrid ate multiple cookies, it wouldn't create any extra burden on their communication.

Does this mean that if Sheen finds some powerful magical creatures, they could also eat multiple cookies and have a more powerful effect?

Sheen thought of many things in a short time.

……

This was the second day of school. After lunch, the Ravenclaws were about to have their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Since what happened yesterday, Lockhart has calmed down considerably among Ravenclaw's fervent book fans.

At this moment, they were dining elegantly at the Ravenclaw table, their excitement not too intense.

What classes do we have this afternoon?

Harry asked from the corner of the long table.

"Defense Against Dark Magic"

Hermione said immediately.

"Huh?"

Ron grabbed her timetable and said in surprise,

"Why did you circle all of Lockhart's classes with hearts?"

Hermione snatched the timetable back, her face flushed with anger.

"Caring too much about someone can make you lose yourself."

Justin said gently from the side.

Hermione's face turned bright red, and she quickly erased the marks with an eraser.

Sheen quietly sat down to the side; he was also reading "Sailing with Vampires".

Although Lockhart was a fraud, his books still taught Sheehan a lot.

At the head table.

Lockhart dined elegantly, flashing Professor McGonagall what he thought was a charming smile:

"Professor McGonagall, I've heard there's an outstanding student in second grade. Let me think... his name is Sheehan Green."

Minerva McGonagall's previously calm and relaxed expression suddenly changed, and her tone became very dangerous:

"Gidero, excuse me, I didn't hear you clearly, you mean...?"

"Ah—look at my memory, it's nothing, Professor McGonagall."

Lockhart quickly changed his tune.

Minerva McGonagall gave him a deep look, then turned her gaze to Dumbledore.

She knew that letting a fraudster into Hogwarts was an incredibly wrong decision.

(End of this chapter)