HP: I’m working on redemption at Hogwarts

In the morning, before daybreak, the squid outside Slytherin's window had already begun to eagerly tap on the hard and solid glass window, trying to wake up the sleeping classmates.

Soon, the four people in the dormitory packed up their textbooks, washed up, put on their dark green school robes, and left the dormitory one by one.

After Astoria drank the potion to maintain normal body temperature as usual, she picked up the book and turned around, only to see Rosaante standing quietly at the door, holding the book in her hand. After Astoria finished packing, he slowly shifted his gaze to Astoria.

"Well... I just think maybe it would be better to have someone with me." Rosalant blushed in embarrassment, making the freckles on her cheeks more obvious.

Astoria silently stared at the girl at the door who exuded kindness towards her, and shrugged helplessly.

"Then let's go together."

In fact, Astoria didn't think there was anything wrong with being alone, but since the freckled girl wanted someone to accompany her, it wasn't impossible to take some time for herself.

Rosalant immediately smiled excitedly, with small dimples on her cheeks, looking extremely docile and cute.

The two quickly left the dormitory. There were not many people in the Slytherin lounge, only most of the seniors and seniors were left. Freshmen like them are most likely still sleeping soundly in bed, or they have already gone to the cafeteria early to eat in preparation for looking for classrooms.

Astoria and Rosarante quickly arrived at the cafeteria, where coincidentally Draco and the others were gathering together to have breakfast.

"Hi, isn't this our dear sister Draco?"

A casual voice sounded, and Astoria looked towards the source. She saw a dark-skinned but tall and slender boy next to Draco holding Draco's shoulders, but looking at Astor teasingly. Leah.

"Hey! Blaise, shut your mouth!" Draco was a little dissatisfied with Blaise's joking regardless of the occasion. He pushed away Blaise's intimate move with one hand, and then looked up at Astoria's side, who looked incomprehensible. Actually a little nervous.

Opposite Theodore, who was eating breakfast silently, watched this strange farce, looking at Pansy's jealous and twisted little expression, looking at Daphne's complicated and inexplicable expression as she stared at her sister, and Draco, who had always been arrogant and conceited. A rare nervous look.

Theodore came to the conclusion: It seems that this girl named Astoria is trouble.

"Hi, Silk... Astoria." Draco raised his hand to greet Astoria. He was a little slurred for some reason, wondering if he was disrupted by Blaise's teasing just now.

"Hi, Draco. In fact, you can just call me Leah like Aunt Narcissa." Astoria curled her lips and showed a faint smile.

"Ahem, I understand." Draco raised his head pretending to be calm and nodded to express his understanding.

"Hi! Little Leah, oh and the ones around you..."

"Rosa Rant, she is also from Slytherin and is my roommate." Astoria then realized that Rosa had not been introduced, and immediately pulled Rosa behind her, with her short brown hair sticking up. In front of myself.

After hearing the word Slytherin, everyone present looked at the situation and stopped worrying about it. Blaise continued what he just said.

"And Miss Rosarante, you two should hurry up and have breakfast, otherwise you may not be able to make it to class."

Blaise scratched his head and smiled as he thought of something funny.

"After all, there were two stupid lions in our first Gryffindor class last year who didn't enter the classroom until almost ten minutes into class."

"Hey, Astoria is different from those two idiots." Draco naturally knew who the two people Blaise was talking about, and subconsciously frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Okay, my young master." Blaise echoed him wordlessly.

Draco and the others finished their breakfast quickly. Before leaving, Daphne passed by Astoria and threw a piece of paper in front of Astoria, and then left with them.

Astoria looked curiously at the direction Daphne and the others left until she completely disappeared from Astoria's sight.

"Leah, what did your sister throw for you?" Rosa curiously picked up a small piece of parchment on the ground and then carefully handed it to Astoria.

"Just take a look and you'll find out." Astoria shrugged with the same confusion and opened the parchment.

On the yellowed parchment, she saw a simple map drawn with a quill, telling her the specific route and precautions to go to the Transfiguration classroom.

Although the painting was abstract, Astoria could still clearly understand the purpose of the graffiti map. She felt warm inside, feeling the scent of Daphne still remaining on the parchment.

"Oh, it seems that your sister still cares about you." Rosalant smiled suddenly and patted Astoria's shoulder to encourage her.

"Maybe I just don't want me to embarrass my family..." Astoria smiled bitterly, without much fluctuation on her face.

……

There's nothing difficult about transfiguration class in first grade, especially the old trick of turning firewood into silver needles.

"Transfiguration!"

Almost as soon as Professor McGonagall issued the task, Astoria waved her hand, the tip of the wand flashed with light, and the originally rough firewood on the table completely changed.

"Oh my God! It seems that our classmates Greengrass have prepared very hard. Then, I am honored to announce that Slytherin House will receive 10 points."

Professor McGonagall looked at the flawless and silvery long needle on the table in front of Astoria and felt very satisfied.

But for Astoria, this was her second first-grade Transfiguration class.

Maybe I should keep a low profile in the future? Astoria thought silently in her heart...

"Oh, Leah, maybe...can you teach me?" Rosa spoke in such a low tone that Astoria almost didn't hear her. After all, the Transfiguration classroom was full of people. The sound of everyone trying to chant mantras and swing their sticks.

"Of course it's no problem. You just need to slow down your movements and swing the stick sharply when the last note falls. That'll be fine."

Astoria demonstrated to Rosa on the sidelines, successfully turning the silver needle on the table back into firewood.

"Oh, classmate Weasley, you did a great job. I will add 5 points to Gryffindor." Gryffindor students were sitting in the other row of the aisle, among which Ginny Weasley was holding up the silver needle quilt. Several friends gathered around.

"Uh, Weasley! What's there to show off!" Hibrandt imitated Gryffindor's cheering voice and rolled his eyes dissatisfied, with a look of disdain on his face.

"Oh, my dear lady, instead of mocking them here, it's better to improve yourself, right?" Chloe Klum shrugged, her expression leisurely and contented. Immediately after she exhaled the spell, a long silver needle appeared on her desk.

"Five more points for Slytherin!"