// havent updated in a loong while been a bit lazy and busy so short chapter today upsating tmrw maybe.. heres one when im in a pretty good mood 👍
***
I'm fucked.
To become the god of magic I would need to work twice as hard in herbology!
Juat the moment I entered and I could already feel these plants…
Hated me!!
In a sense, I couldn't blame them I haven't exactly contributed to nature…
Did that mean anyone who hasn't gets fucked?
No maybe this all my imagination.
Was I, the future wizard king basically an offbrand copy of Seamus Finnigan?
But instead of shit exploding, plant life hated me?
Damn.
Plant life is Important
Plant life is Important
Plant life is Important
Say important things three times.
I took off my dragonskin gloves after class and made my way up the great hall for lunch.
It's a pity though.
My expensive dragonskin gloves were mercilessly attacked by plants.
In all seriousness, I was pretty sure I just sucked at handling living, moving or pseudo-sentient plants.
But i couldn't really determine that.
I sat down at the Hufflepuff table and dropped my messed-up dragonskin gloves onto the bench. Across from me, Cedric was talking with some other students, looking way too happy for someone who likes Herbology. He probably had some secret magic or something.
"I'm fucked," I muttered to myself.
Cedric heard me. "Rough class?"
I sighed. "Rough doesn't even cover it. If I want to find the one piece at the end, I have to get through Herbology. but plants seem to think I'm some kind of hazardous bacteria!"
Cedric grinned. "So, not a fan of Herbology?"
"Understatement of the year. I'm like Seamus Finnigan but with plants. Instead of explosions, they just try to kill me."
"Who's Seamus Finnigan?" Asked curiously.
I stuffed myself with food before answering "Next year's explosive genius he fails at doing the most basic spells and somehow makes them all explode, like sheesh atleast he'll have a carrier in pyromancy if thats still a thing."
He chuckled a bit awkwardly. "Haven't heard of anything like that so I can't be that sure…"
I stared at him before sighing. "Seriously Cedric, I don't know why you still hang around me, most of the other Hufflepuff's think I'm some kind of idiotic weirdo."
"Well you are most if those things, eccentric, narcissistic or an overall weirdo, but you're not bad person per say, i mean I've only known you for a day, but you seem alright, just… a little crazy."
Cedric patted my shoulder, enjoying my misery a little too much. "Trust me, moderate insanity is a wonderful motivator, you'll do well!" He gave me a thumbs up as he left with his other Hufflepuff classmates.
Damn vampire.
***
There's still a lot of time before the Transfiguration lesson begins.
I've come to an important decision.
I need money!
Based on my extensive (and somewhat useless) knowledge of fanfics, along with some research to confirm my theory...
Acromantula venom is worth a lot of Galleons!
But to get the venom, I'd need to enter the Forbidden Forest and commit second-degree murder against a sentient species.
Acromantulas.
The problem is, right now, I'm weak and pathetic!
Sure, I know a few spells and some transfiguration tricks that could kill those spiders.
But it was not enough, all I know is first year spells and some second year spells that interested me.
So here I was, the library.
The Hogwarts Library was huge, like, really fucking huge. Shelves stretched up high, packed with old, worn-out books that probably hadn't been touched in decades. The whole place had this old, dusty smell that kinda made me feel smarter just by being here.
A big brain moment for me.
There weren't many students around, mostly Ravenclaws here and there, noses buried so deep in their books they didn't notice my looming presence.
The only sound was the soft scratching of quills and the creak of old floorboards under Madam Pince's feet as she kept an eye on everyone. She always looked like she was one step away from biting your head off if you mistreated a book.
'Seriously woman, I get you worship books but go outside and touch some grass, a little won't hurt!!'
Walking towards the section that covered mostly combat and defense oriented spells i skimmed through some of the books before picking a few of them and began reading in some quiet corner.
The books were set so beginners didn't have a problem understanding it as it mostly covered the basic theory around these spells and how to not blow, maim or somehow still manage hurt yourself,
Haha fools! I'm beyond that.
So began the reading.. the reading…?
The grind had begun!
***
Time passed slowly and it was finally time for next class.
I walked into the Transfiguration Classroom, and simply sat down.
As most of the other students did the same, though some enthusiastic Hufflepuff's wanted to pet the cat sitting on the podium.
Obviously they didn't know the very cat they wanted to pet was Professor McGonagall.
An Animagus.
Heheh, what? I'm not telling them!! Hohoh!
In a way this could also be regarded as a test to the students, to see if they can recognize this very abnormal cat with patterns just sitting there.
But not really…
Staring.
Maybe he was overthinking it…
The enthusiastic puffs went up, on their way to pet Professor McGonagall.
Seeing this McGonagall jumped and transformed into her human form.
The Hufflepuff students who were about to pet the 'cat' were frozen.
She coughed slightly as she looked sternly at the yellow badgers who were in a daze.
The badgers understanding her gaze went to their seats and sat down obediently.
McGonagall shook her head as she began the lecture
'Hopefully i can improve more in this area than what i learned before' I thought to myself as i listened to McGonagall's explaination of basic transfiguration theory.
I sighed.
Hope so.
Chapter end.
// more about the class in next chapter have alot ot do these days but im picking this up slowly again :]