Professor McGonagall was very pleased because as soon as she entered the classroom, she saw Karl's resolute gaze.
He truly is a good child! So eager to learn!
Professor Pomona and Professor Sinistra both mentioned that this child had points deducted for chatting and being late in class, so there must have been a reason.
How could I not understand the kitten I brought back?
He is talented and loves to learn, a kind-hearted little white rabbit, respectful of teachers and greets them, only making mistakes due to accidents.
"Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous subject you will study at Hogwarts, so for safety, you must listen carefully."
"Before we begin, I must warn everyone that if anyone misbehaves in class, I will ask him to leave, and he will never be allowed back in."
Under Professor McGonagall's stern words, the Hufflepuffs once again became little quails, well-behaved and obedient.
"Of course, after experiencing Transfiguration, I believe you will marvel at the wonders of magic."
Professor McGonagall elegantly pointed her wand at the desk, transforming it into various animals, successfully astonishing everyone.
"Now, let's begin the class!"
By the time Professor McGonagall finished explaining the lesson's key points and handed each person a match, the Young Wizards had already taken a large amount of complex and profound notes.
"Now, you can try to turn the match into a needle; relax and take your time."
Karl had been waiting for this moment, so he deliberately twirled his wand in a beautiful flourish.
As the Zouwu's fur attracted Professor McGonagall's attention, he transformed the match on the desk into a needle.
It was a shimmering silver embroidery needle, adorned with intricate and beautiful patterns.
"Excellent Transfiguration!"
Professor McGonagall strode over, praising him, then picked up the embroidery needle and showed it to the other Hufflepuffs.
"Do you see? Karl did an excellent job!"
"However, for your first Transfiguration, you only need to try your best to turn the match into a silver needle."
Karl turned to look at Shabi, Stebbins, and Audrey, giving them a look that conveyed he had everything under control.
Audrey: "Ah? Points are already being added?"
Shabi: "No way, buddy, you can really do it?"
Stebbins: "Oh no! My snacks!"
After Professor McGonagall put down the embroidery needle, she looked at Karl's expectant expression and almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
She could tell at a glance that this little kitten was trying to earn House points from her, and he was quite eager.
"Hufflepuff, five points!"
Karl: Haters, speak up! Who's going to lose points? Hmm?
…
Dinner time, Great Hall.
Karl: ₍₍ᕕ( ´ ω ` )ᕗ⁾⁾
Sitting down next to Nina, he began his litany: "Any progress? Any progress? Any progress?"
Cho, who was whispering with Nina, couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Karl had already come to recite his litany during breakfast and lunch today, and she didn't expect him to come again tonight.
"What exactly did you promise him? Just resolve it quickly; I feel like my ears are going to get calloused."
Nina smiled and stroked Cho's head, "Alright, you go play with Marietta and Julia for now."
"Hmph! What else? You both have little secrets and don't include me."
"I promise, I'll take you on an adventure this weekend."
"Really?"
"I swear on Hufflepuff House points!"
"Alright then!" Cho retreated, satisfied.
Karl: (⊙_⊙)
No way… I just earned five points back!
Don't you Ravenclaws have any?
However, he was truly in need of her help, so he could only continue to look at Nina expectantly.
"Don't worry, I already have a direction."
"That's wonderful!"
Karl's eyes lit up; Dumbledore truly didn't deceive him.
Since Nina had a lead, there was no need to keep nagging; after all, he still had hair, and nagging was quite tiring.
Karl changed the subject, "Did you see Professor Heller?"
"I did, but I didn't find anything unusual."
Nina felt that if her grandmother knew about this, she would definitely use a Portkey to rush over and drag her back to North America.
"It's fine; just sit at the back of the classroom from now on. At least his lectures are still good."
Karl understood that Nina had noticed his change last time due to the resonance of natural power between her and Fire Treasure.
And this time, Fire Treasure discovered Professor Heller's problem, which was actually a special psychic connection from its Fire of the Mind.
That's right, just like it sensed Professor Snape's inner thoughts.
Fire Treasure: (°ー°〃)
Nina nodded in agreement, then remembered something else, "I also saw Professor Heller chatting with Professor Quirrell this afternoon; they seemed to be getting along very well."
"Professor Quirrell?"
"Yes, the Muggle Studies Class Professor. Do you think Professor Quirrell might also be…" Nina blinked, "Hmm?"
"Probably not."
Karl recalled the original plot; he remembered that Professor Quirrell was supposed to have met Lord Voldemort in the Albanian forest during next year's summer vacation.
In Dumbledore's words, Quirrell's heart was filled with hatred, greed, and ambition, and he sold his soul to Lord Voldemort, bringing him out.
When Quirrell met Harry at the Leaky Cauldron, Lord Voldemort had not yet possessed him, so he could shake Harry's hand.
It wasn't until Quirrell's failed invasion of Gringotts on July 31st that he was punished and became two-faced.
So when Harry enrolled, he saw Quirrell with his head wrapped in a ridiculous turban at the Welcoming Feast.
"Where were they chatting so happily? Was there any… like, a sneaky, secretive feeling?"
Hearing Karl's question, Nina's expression became strange.
"Third floor, near the girls' lavatory. Probably because the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor's office is there. They looked quite normal too."
Karl raised an eyebrow, "The girls' lavatory on the third floor? The one with the ghost?"
"Yes, Moaning Myrtle."
Well, the more he heard, the more wrong this seemed.
If he hadn't known Professor Heller was a dangerous Dark Wizard, he wouldn't have thought much of it, but now…
Karl frowned deeply, various thoughts surging, even pondering the likelihood of Heller being a Death Eater.
Just then, a cool sensation touched his forehead.
Karl, snapping out of his contemplation, saw Nina's long, fair fingers withdraw.
"What are you thinking about again?"
"Nothing much, just wondering who said Hogwarts was the safest place."
Karl casually complained, deciding to borrow the marauder's map from the Weasley Brothers to monitor Heller and Quirrell's movements.
Although nothing major happened this year in the original story, it was better to pay attention for safety's sake.
Seeing that Karl's expression was still somewhat serious, Nina mimicked his movements, swaying her arms:
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"What were you so happy about when you came in?"
At this, Karl immediately smiled.
"I performed excellently in Transfiguration Class, and Professor McGonagall gave me five points."
This point bonus was very childish for mature elementary school students, but it was incredibly glorious for pure-hearted university students.
"Wow! Impressive, Mr. Orolin!"
Karl: …
Are you trying to humor a child here?