3. Transfiguration

“Really, Black?” Professor McGonagall snapped at the shaggy-haired boy. “You didn’t seriously think it would work?”

She pointed at the gopher, which was sporting a pair of ruby lips and a bikini.

Sirius replied, shrugging, “Worth a shot anyway, right, Professor?”

McGonagall frowned. “You are by no means on the level of human transfiguration. Anyway, would the middle of class have been the most appropriate place for a girl wearing a bathing costume?”

An unapologetic grin spread across his face.

“Never mind. Detention Saturday night,” she said, but he could swear a twinkle of good humor lay behind her eyes.