The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

0325 happy birthday

"what……"

The twins were a little dumbfounded.

"Well, it's sad that two students seem to want to change their Charms professor."

Flitwick pulled a handkerchief from the tip of his wand, and pretended to wipe his eyes.

"That's not what we mean."

"It's just a joke, Professor."

Suddenly, the twins didn't notice the short wizard's affectation, and eagerly explained.

Like the Transfiguration professor, the lovable Charms professor is beloved by his students, even the mischievous twins.

"Haha, I was just joking with you. But such an excellent stretching spell without trace is no joke, Gryffindor adds [-] points!"

"Yeah, long live!"

The twins jumped up and down happily, and the smiles on the faces of the little lions became even brighter.

"Happy birthday, Annie."

Professor Flitwick took out a gift box, smiled and sent his blessing.

"Thank you for coming, Felius."

Aini had just received the gift when another familiar voice came from the door.

"Oh, please allow an old man to share your joy, happy birthday, Ernie."

Dumbledore walked in with a vigorous step that did not match his age.

"Happy birthday, Annie."

"Ani..."

"..."

This seemed to be a signal, and familiar figures such as McGonagall, Snape, Sprout... and so on came one after another.

A few minutes later, in this small room, the professors, staff and students of Hogwarts gathered together.

"Ani, I'm so proud of you."

Professor McGonagall circled his beloved disciple's upper arms and patted his back lightly.

After Loparoda was expelled, Miss Wani returned to the campus. Madam Dean once again touched the threshold of the great wizard in a happy mood, and successfully crossed over.

Then, in Dumbledore's description, he learned of Aini's achievements in fighting against the Outer Gods.

Looking at the big boy in front of him, Mag sighed.

Unknowingly, the curious baby chasing after her has far surpassed her, no matter in terms of magic level or height.

When they hugged just now, the top of the witch's head was barely even with the disciple's chin.

That familiar face was no longer as youthful as before, and his favorite student was no longer a child who needed to be taken care of, but a powerful adult wizard.

Mag was inexplicably sad, like a mother who learned that her son was going to start a family independently, but more, she was proud and proud from the bottom of her heart.

"It's all thanks to your teaching, teacher."

The two smiled at each other and said nothing.

The vice-principal's back, which was already straight, became even taller.

Then, the dean of the Lion Academy, who had just received [-] extra points, looked at the surrounding layout.

Floors, walls, chandeliers...

The children carefully arranged every corner, they worked together and had fun.

But I have to say that this also makes the interior decoration a bit messy.

But what does it matter?

Joy is enough.

All the decorations are transfigured, partly to save money and partly to pay homage to their Transfiguration professor.

The Transfiguration Director is very pleased with this.

Uh, maybe when I glanced at those crappy, missing stuffed odd-shaped creations, my mood would fluctuate a little bit.

Really, there is only one drop, which is definitely less than the appreciation in the eyes of a lady when she sees a delicate work.

For example, there are activated balloons arranged in several rings and dancing belly dances in the air. They wink and twist their colorful bodies, looking very energetic.

"Excellent Transfiguration."

Professor McGonagall commented.

"These are Draco's creations, and they're transformed from Bibi Beans."

Pan Xi, who was standing aside, quickly smiled happily, as if he was the one being praised.

"Very good. Mr. Malfoy gave those little guys some ideas. This is a sixth-grade class. It's very rare for a third-year student to do it. Twenty points for Slytherin."

Professor McGonagall smiled and gave encouragement——

Strictly speaking, Professor Flitwick's extra points for the twins was not very in line with the rules. As the president of the Lion Academy, she still needs a fair vice-principal, so she should have refused.

But the lady doesn't want to spoil everyone's interest, especially at the student's birthday party.

So there are the above measures.

There was a brief pause, and then the little snakes cheered in unison.

In their eyes, the dean of the "rival" college had never been so lovable.

Immediately afterwards, the other two deans, who had had a tacit understanding for a long time, also tacitly found an excuse to add [-] points to the other's college.

For the competitive College Cup, the Eagles, Snakes, Lions, and Badgers each add [-] points, which means no one gets any points.

But who cares?

The atmosphere has been completely mobilized!

The children happily held hands and danced in circles around the professors in the center.

For a moment, the office, which was enlarged a hundred times, echoed with laughter and laughter that was ten thousand times more than before.

Even Peter, who was huddled in Snape's shadow, smiled heartily.

Laughs, likes to get together, and enjoys being passed around.

But soon, Peter snorted in pain, and quickly hid himself deeper in the shadows.

Amidst endless laughter, the elves appeared in the room holding a huge cake, and the sweetness of cream and chocolate wafted from the tips of everyone's noses.

Mountains, rivers, flat lakes, and ancient castles, all kinds of materials are fused together under the skillful hands of the elves to form a panoramic view of Hogwarts.

"Meow!"

"Wow!"

"Chirp!"

Before they had time to marvel at the delicacy of the cake, the three little guys jumped out from under the tray, scrambling to plunge into Aini's arms, sending good wishes while pasting them.

Aini rubbed the cat, stroked the phoenix, and stroked the bird and snake. Suddenly, with a flutter, Jerry got out of Fox's feathers, took out a garland from nowhere, jumped up and put it on the owner's head.

"Thank you, thank you."

Although they were very greedy for the embrace of their master, the little ones were sensible enough not to occupy Aini for too long, and told him to go back to the tree house at night. After Sylvie and other partners were waiting there, the three little ones went to play by themselves. up.

Cheerful music sounded, and the noisy voices gradually merged into a happy birthday song.

Everyone laughs, dances, creates happiness, transmits happiness, harvests happiness, and replicates happiness.

More and more joy merged into a ball, which is still expanding.

No one noticed that under the washing of happiness, some subtle changes appeared in the magic vein of Hogwarts, and even the magic power swimming in it became more active.

Maybe Aini can detect it on weekdays, but not now.

Because at this time he is in the center of the wave of joy, accepting everyone's blessings.

"Annie, happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday!"