4-1

"Let me be sure I understand you, professor..." she said to the teacher who had saved her "you are willing to put this... little accident towards my grades?" she asked, her brow furrowed in confusion
"The spell you used to support the egg was well crafted, your many minor casts on yourself show determination and skill... I’ll be blunt, miss granger. You are one of our best students and although..." he motioned at her vaguely "your recent changes have affected your personality to a remarkable degree..."
Hazel couldn't help but look the teacher over... could she seduce them? Would that be wise?
"It seems your natural talent at all things has not failed you, even though your..." the tutor was either being dramatic or trying to be diplomatic "personal habits have."
Hazel nodded in shame. It was easy to act it but she was honestly looking the tutor’s body over now... sure, not quite her taste and nearer her real age than grangers... but she would gladly lay with them.
"Miss granger, do not pretend you are ashamed, I can see perfectly well and the only thing you are ashamed of is making a mistake!" the tutor said sharply.
Hazel sighed. Not a good idea to seduce. This one is too sharp...
"So, what, I get knocked up again and take it to term, you'll put it in my grades?" she asked, sitting upright and allowing herself to drop the 'me so sorry' facade
"It depends... there are many creatures who are easy to reproduce, what good would they be?" the professor said, steepling their fingers
Hazel smirked "what good indeed..." she said, sitting back. Her hand running over her magically restored stomach. There was still a little bump. The size of that thing would take a little recovery
The rest of her body had changed quite a bit though. She was no longer the skinny little waif Granger had been. It seems all the girl needed was a good lay and a nine-month change period and she filled out nicely!
"Of course, the faculty can't support a delinquent student in her quest to be... less than chaste, shall we say?"
Hazel giggled "of course professor... but should such a student show ingenuity and intelligence in her..." she smirked "les-than-chaste lifestyle?"
The professor leant back. The robes were fine and elegant over their body. Hazel found herself looking over their figure again... "It would be reflected in their grades, miss granger" they said
Hazel stood. Naked but for the robe the lecturer had supplied she curtseyed in a slightly condescending way... the effect was raunchy and a little naughty "thank you for your help, I hope to see you in class soon" she smiled, turning and walking out, looking back "oh, do you want the robe back?" she asked, nibbling a fingernail
"It won't do much good either way. It is a little see-through in direct sunlight" the professor said "don't let me keep you"
Hazel grinned; walking through the brightest corridors she could on the way back to the common room for some more clothes...

(oh, and if you don't like the robe and hair, here's one without either: [link])