Chapter 27: Celia's Magical Animal Shop

After class, Rolf and Shirley were kept by Professor McGonagall and taken to her office.

Rolf thought that Professor McGonagall wanted him to teach her some powerful Transfiguration skills, but she gave him an old textbook and kicked him out, leaving Shirley alone...

Private teaching!

Rolf stood at the door of the office and flipped through the textbook. He found that it was the one Professor McGonagall had used before. Although it was very old and the paper was yellowed, it was well preserved.

In the corner of the textbook, there were densely written notes, which were all some of Professor McGonagall's thoughts when she encountered problems.

Apart from other things, this Spencerian handwriting is really beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

As the saying goes, the handwriting reflects the person. Although Professor McGonagall is old now, she seems old, but who was not a gentle, bright and moving girl back then?

As for a small corner of the textbook, it said "Curse the Slytherin Quidditch team to never win the championship", and also cursed the two batsmen in Scottish slang...

It was a bit unpleasant to hear, and a bit vulgar, and it had nothing to do with gentleness and moving, but Rolf was wearing McGonagall contact lenses, so he couldn't see these contents.

Besides, Snape deducted five points from him last night, which shows that he is not a good person, and he deserves it!

After a while, the door of the office was opened again, and Shirley came out. Seeing that Rolf was still reading with his head down, he coughed lightly, and the boy turned his head away, and the ponytail girl smiled and nodded.

The two walked side by side towards the auditorium.

At this moment, the students were already eating in the auditorium. The professors of Hogwarts did not have the habit of staying after class, so there were few little wizards in the corridor, which was rare to be not crowded.

Seeing that the boy didn't say anything, Shirley took the initiative to say, "Professor McGonagall asked me to go to her every Wednesday night."

"Are you alone?" Rolf said with a 'sad' look on his face, "Could it be that Professor McGonagall thought I would hold you back, so she didn't call me?"

Shirley raised her head, looking surprised, as if shocked at how the boy knew. She immediately added a sentence in a sincere tone:

"It's not holding you back. Professor McGonagall said you might not be able to keep up with the progress, and she was afraid that it would cause a blow to your confidence."

"..."

Rolf was stabbed in the heart.

It hurts!

This is really unbearable. Professor McGonagall, you can look down on me, but you can't look down on your own talent. I'm taking your Transfiguration talent!

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, this Transfiguration talent is limited to one month. If you go to Professor McGonagall for classes every week, you will expose your true colors in a few classes.

Rolf didn't want to go at all. It was a waste of time! (sour)

Shirley coughed, suppressed her laughter, and whispered: "Professor McGonagall also asked me if you were really sick."

"How did you answer?" Luo Fu was a little nervous. Wouldn't Professor McGonagall use a few sugar-coated bullets to make Shirley betray him and expose all his past?

"Of course I'm telling the truth." The ponytail girl smiled lightly and said cunningly:

"Depression, hereditary autism, social phobia, taking medicine all the year round, weak body... that's what you said on the train."

Luo Fu took a breath, eh, wait... when did he say he was weak?

"But Professor McGonagall said she was going to ask Madam Pomfrey to take a look at you. If it doesn't work, she will persuade you to quit and go home to recuperate for two years."

"..."

Seeing Rolf take a deep breath, Shirley smiled, she lowered her voice and explained softly:

"Professor McGonagall was joking. She asked me to tell you to read the notes in the textbook carefully. She wrote them before, and said that if you don't understand something, you can ask... me."

"Then thank you." Rolf thanked.

The two quickly walked into the noisy auditorium. Shirley stopped and thought for a while and said, "By the way, I lied to you about something just now."

"Which sentence?" Rolf looked dazed.

The girl didn't answer. She raised her beautiful willow-like eyes, turned her back to the boy and waved goodbye, then shook her ponytail and walked towards the Ravenclaw table.

What happened in the Transfiguration class has spread throughout the school. As the only one who dared to touch Professor McGonagall, Rolf received a lot of admiring eyes.

On the short walk to the Hufflepuff table, people kept standing up to shake his hand, as if he was a hero returning from victory.

Lee got a banner from somewhere, on which was written in black pen:

Rolf Rolf, cheers!

The Weasley twins even came over and bowed to him, expressing their highest respect.

George saw that Professor McGonagall was not there, and recited like a bard:

"The great Scamander,

completed the magnificent cause we always wanted to do,

but did not dare to do.

He also survived the claws of the Gryffindor lioness.

This is a great victory!

His bravery will be passed down forever in Hogwarts!!"

Fred got a little red flower from somewhere, put it in Rolf's pocket, and said loudly:

"Mr. Scamander, on behalf of George, I will give you the 'Weasley Brothers Recognition Award'!"

Rolf has only been in Hogwarts for one day, and he has proved with his actions that he is the "most courageous man in Hufflepuff"!

Rolf squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty and walked towards the Hufflepuff table. Neville had already reserved a seat for him, and it was between him and Hannah.

As Rolf walked over, he pulled a wand out of the little girl's pigtails and asked in confusion, "Hannah, what's this unique look of yours?"

Hannah looked at the wand in confusion, and soon said angrily: "Susan, you bastard! You stuck the wand in my hair?!"

"It may be the effect of the vanishing spell." Bones pulled the wand back from Hannah and grinned: "Thank you for helping me find it back."

Hannah glared at her fiercely, "Then return my pocket money. You said the wand was lost, so I agreed to raise money for you!"

"I got the money by my own ability, why should I return it to you?" Bones ran away.

Hannah swung her two pigtails and chased after him murderously.

Neville was stunned. How could the girl who was gentle and shy last night become like this today?

Filch came over, holding Mrs. Norris, with dark circles under his eyes, as if he had been up all night.

Filch looked very bad. He went to Diagon Alley in the morning. After the wizard in the Magical Creatures Shop checked, the condition was exactly the same as what Rolf said!

But the price was a full month's salary for him, and it might not be cured.

In the past, pet hospitals were very expensive, costing thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars, which was hard for ordinary people to afford. The magical animal stores in the magical world were no exception, and were even more of a money-spending place.

So being a magical animal veterinarian was still a promising career.

"Scamander, can you cure it?!" Filch said hoarsely.

When Rolf saw students coming over, he shouted, "Of course I can. As my first customer, I'll give it to you for free."

Filch's Mrs. Norris was a good advertisement. She was now skinny, and Rolf not only wanted to cure her, but also to make her as fat as a pig!

Besides, if we have a good relationship with Filch, we can turn a blind eye to night tours in the future, right?

Rolf cupped his hands around his mouth and blew a loud whistle. The sound was not loud and was almost drowned out by the noise of the students.

The sharp bird cry suddenly sounded, and a yellow bird broke through the air from a distance, with a small black suitcase hanging on its ankle.

The bird was so beautiful that all the students looked up and looked around curiously.

The cute little wicked bird flew over at a high speed, stopped suddenly, landed on Rove's shoulder, and rubbed the boy's cheek with its beak.

"Good boy, Trax." Rove touched its head.

The wicked bird raised its head and found that so many students were looking at it, which made it a little excited, ready to sing.

Rove took down the box, gently patted the wicked bird's head, and said with a bright smile:

"You can't sing here, go find the sorting hat to play, it likes to listen to others sing, you go sing to it, it's in the principal's office."

The wicked bird pecked Rove's earlobe lightly, then spread its wings and flashed away.

Rolf opened the black leather box and took out the potion that had been brewed long ago. He instructed:

"This is the Furoxene Nasal Drops Potion, which is brewed with ethylparaben, salt and a small amount of alcohol. Take it home and drip it into Mrs. Norris's nose three times a day.

This is the Ma Xing Shi Gan Tang, which is made from the herbs of roasted ephedra, zhangguo gan and huanghuang guo. It tastes a bit unpalatable, you can add some honey to feed Mrs. Norris." Rolf wrote the method of taking it on the paper, and finally said seriously:

"Avoid spicy food, and don't eat fish..."

Filch took the note and looked at Rolf's handwriting with trembling hands. He was not excited or happy, but...

He couldn't understand it at all!

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