Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil.

"What? You have a tail?" Marcos gritted his teeth in anger as he watched his little river spirit die on the spot. "It's not like you're fighting me now! I just didn't equip it with blue gear! Otherwise, my phoenix would have resurrected, and what would you have used to fight me then?"

Puni laughed: "Who exactly is fighting you?"

Qiu Zhang covered his mouth and laughed, his eyes shining.

This game looks really interesting!

……

Early in the morning, sunlight streamed in.

Puni, being on the second floor, actually got to enjoy the warm sun earlier.

"It seems like first-year students don't have many courses."

Yesterday was the first day of school. After playing with Marcos and the others, Puni went back to their beds to sleep.

He had originally planned to continue reading, but he was also quite interested in experiencing the atmosphere of a magic academy dormitory.

Turning on the light on the bed would likely disturb others, even if he was on the upper bunk, so Puni simply covered his head and went to sleep.

I got up, got dressed, and glanced at the class schedule.

"Transfiguration class, Potions class, and only one History of Magic class in the afternoon."

still alright.

Puni took his textbook and went downstairs.

Eddie is awake now, but the other two are still sleeping.

"Good morning." Eddie nodded to Puni.

"Good morning, I'm going to wash up now." Puni smiled.

“Okay, you go ahead.” Eddie was still packing his things.

Puni turned and left the dormitory. After washing up, he went to the common room.

It was still early, not even seven o'clock yet. But many people were already coming down from the dormitory.

Compared to last night, almost everyone in the common room was reading, and they were all engrossed in their reading.

"It's a really good learning environment."

As soon as Puni came down, he saw Qiu Zhang waving at him.

"Hey~ How was your sleep last night?"

Puni walked over and said, "It'll do. The bed here isn't as soft as the one at home, but it's alright. At least I'm still feeling energetic."

Qiu Zhang smiled. "I'm reviewing for my morning class. Would you like to take a look?"

Puni nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for Marcos and the others, and we can go out to eat together then."

Cho Chang blinked: "The first class is Transfiguration. Didn't everyone say Professor McGonagall is very strict? Are they still sleeping?"

Puni shrugged: "Who cares about them? Let's wait a bit, and if they don't come, we'll set off."

Qiu Zhang was slightly taken aback, then covered her mouth and laughed, "Don't you care about your roommate at all?"

Puni shook his head naturally: "Everyone should mind their own business."

Qiu Zhang paused for a moment, then nodded his little head in agreement: "That's true."

They weren't kept waiting long; almost immediately, Marcos and the others came down.

Judging from the slightly hurried appearance of Marcos and Roger, it was obvious that Eddie had called them down.

"God, I don't even have time to fix my appearance!" Roger lamented.

“Do you want to be dragged to the podium and scolded by a very strict professor on the first day of school?” Eddie said.

Roger fell silent. Marcos strode up to Puni and said, "You guys are... doing a preview? Good heavens! I haven't even looked at anything yet!"

Roger stared wide-eyed. "Hey! I should have read a little longer last night instead of going straight to sleep!"

“Alright, Professor McGonagall is just a serious person. If you didn’t prepare, you didn’t prepare. She’s not going to eat you up in the first class,” Puni comforted him.

Marcos clutched his chest. "Just a serious person? That sounds even more disheartening... I vaguely remember seeing Professor McGonagall's extra notes on my acceptance letter, telling us to preview the course material. But I've completely forgotten about it."

"Let's go eat first, and get to the classroom early so you'll have some time to read a bit," Puni suggested.

“Yes!” Roger and Marcos nodded repeatedly.

"I won't go with you guys for now. I'll go eat with my roommates instead," Qiu Zhang said to Puni.

“No problem, then we’ll be going.” Puni picked up the book and stood up.

He wanted to walk over slowly, but Marcos and Roger walked very fast.

They even held Eddie hostage.

Puni shook his head as he watched a fat man and a strong man running towards the cafeteria, with a skinny Eddie sandwiched between them, completely disregarding his roommate's safety.

"Thankfully, Professor McGonagall is still here!"

Marcos arrived at the dining hall and saw Professor McGonagall eating leisurely. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and then pulled Eddie to sit down.

Eddie gasped, "You...I..."

"Here, eat up, this breakfast looks pretty good." Marcos piled several plates in front of Eddie.

Eddie: "..."

The group quickly finished their breakfast and left the dining hall one after the other with Professor McGonagall.

"Charge! We must get to the classroom before Professor McGonagall!"

Marcos and Roger were full of energy, while Eddie looked completely devastated.

Who on earth is not reading a book first thing in the morning, but instead playing 100-meter sprint?

Oh, it's me!

When we arrived at the classroom...

There wasn't a single person there.

"Great! I knew that if I finished eating before Professor McGonagall, I could get there early!" Marcos breathed a sigh of relief.

Puni just looked at the silver tabby cat sitting upright on the podium, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

The cat looked over.

Puni immediately smiled and said, "Good morning, Professor!"

Marcos and his two companions were taken aback and looked around.

professor?

Where can I find professors?

They were even more confused when they saw that Puni seemed to be talking to the cat.

"Hey, do you know this cat? Is its name Professor? Or... do you talk to cats in addition to mermaids?" Marcos scratched his head.

“Cats do have their own language, but this one isn’t a real cat.” Puni turned and glanced at the group.

Swish!

The silver tabby cat leaped off the podium and instantly transformed into human form.

What the……？？

Marcos and the others stared wide-eyed.

"Good morning, Mr. Lestrange. Ravenclaw adds five points for your politeness."

Chapter 27: Perhaps only love could have enveloped them and led them to make such a choice.

Looking at Professor McGonagall standing in front of him, Puni smiled slightly.

"Thank you very much. As expected of one of the seven Animagus recorded by the Ministry of Magic, it is so lifelike. I almost didn't realize it just now."

Although Professor McGonagall appears to be a very serious person, anyone who hears a compliment that happens to hit the nail on the head will smile.

"Study hard in class, and feel free to ask me anything you don't understand after class. As long as your level is high enough, I will help you when you want to complete Animagus."

Professor McGonagall's stern expression softened: "However, there is one thing you should be clear about."

"Please speak."

"After you become an Animagus, some of your habits may change and become more like the animal you have transformed into."

Puni blinked. "So...do you like eating fish more now?"

Professor McGonagall paused, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Yes, Mr. Lestrange."

Marcos, standing next to him, was dumbfounded.

Isn't Professor McGonagall one of the most difficult professors to work with?

How come Professor McGonagall didn't get angry when Puni made that kind of joke, but instead just nodded in agreement?

Are those upperclassmen lying?

Before they could even finish being shocked, Puni spoke again.

“Professor McGonagall, at yesterday’s Sorting Ceremony, I almost became the Sorting Hat, but unfortunately, the Sorting Hat refused to give me that opportunity.”

Professor McGonagall's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this, but she glanced at Puni: "The Sorting Hat's embarrassment is one of the things that cannot be mentioned, since it means that it is very likely to make a mistake in the matter of sorting wizards, so it naturally has to avoid it."

"It's not that it cares about the future of freshmen who are assigned to the wrong house, but when it comes to the issue of face, it's a matter of wisdom that is the same age as Hogwarts. It would be too embarrassing if even an eleven-year-old wizard couldn't handle it."

Puni nodded: "What you said makes a lot of sense. Perhaps my request was too abrupt, after all, the Sorting Hat has already decided my house affiliation."

Professor McGonagall paused, then countered, "Speaking of which, you covered the Sorting Hat's mouth twice yesterday. Is it because you're not satisfied with either of the two houses it planned?"

Puni shook his head: "It's just a college, Professor McGonagall."

"The first time was when the Sorting Hat simply ignored my ideas and wanted to put me directly into Slytherin. The second time was when I wanted to ask it to delay announcing my house affiliation so that I could become a Hat."

"Oh? Slytherin, Mr. Lestrange? Forgive my impertinence, but you are a pure-blood wizard, so why don't you want to go to Slytherin?"

“Ah, well…” Puni chuckled, “I’m all alone, I don’t have many relatives. When I get there, I might get tormented by the other little wizards. I don’t like trouble.”