I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Professor McGonagall said this and returned to teaching again.

Although the other little wizards were curious, many people looked at Sean with a little gloating in their eyes.

What do you think, it's not a good thing to be detained by a stern vice-principal?

Returning to the podium, Professor McGonagall picked up her wand, and with a flick of her, the podium turned into a big fat pig in front of everyone's eyes! While the fat pig was still humming and chirping, Professor McGonagall changed it back to the way it was.

This move completely made the freshmen boil, and everyone couldn't wait to feel the Transfiguration.

However, they soon realized that they were still far from it. After taking a lot of notes, they started trying to turn matches into needles.

"Remember, when you try to deform an object, you must imagine the shape of the object in your mind. The more detailed the better." Professor McGonagall walked through the classroom, constantly reminding everyone of Transfiguration The point, "When the needle comes to your mind, connect with your wand and focus completely on the match."

"Remember, what is the essence of Transfiguration, it is transformation! Shape! Remember this word, what do you want to do is to change the essence of the item? No, what you want to change is the shape and structure of the item, and it is the item for a certain period of time. Reversible transformation inside, you can turn a desk into a lion, it has golden hair, long whiskers, a wagging tail, it can roar like a lion, and even hunt like a lion, but it can never have one The soul of a lion."

"Students, focus your attention, I don't expect someone to succeed in one class, I just hope you know, always be cautious and keep in awe of Transfiguration."

Professor McGonagall kept reminding all her students with her commanding and persuasive voice.

Sean took a deep breath, and then worked hard to construct the shape of a needle in his mind. But no matter how hard he tried, the match in front of him remained unchanged.

He tried Transfiguration himself at home. He thought that he was so talented that he might be able to figure out some tricks, but he never completed any transformation.

And now, under the guidance of a top Transfiguration professor, it's actually so difficult.

From this, you can imagine how difficult the Transfiguration is.

In fact, throughout the entire Hogwarts, and even the entire wizarding world, the use of high-end Transfiguration is not everywhere. As it happens, who are those people who actually use polymorphism to fight?

Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Voldemort...

After a comparison, it becomes clear that Transfiguration is more profound and powerful than Sean's imagination!

He turned his thoughts back to the match in front of him, trying to build the **** needle in his mind.

How to change it... Sean's imagination diverged.

What is a match made of? The matchstick is a soft wood that is soaked in a phosphoric acid solution and then attached with a layer of wax, while the match head is flammable, oxidant and some sticky substances?

What about needles? Low carbon steel wire comes from a series of processes of grinding and drilling, which is essentially iron with low carbon content…

Wouldn't that transform elements? After being sluggish for a while, Sean raised a smile, joking, I'm a wizard, you talk about science with me?

He slowly sketched the shape and shape of a needle in his mind, and then tried his best to overlap it with the match in front of him. For a moment, Sean had a strange feeling.

Under the wand, his match slowly changed its shape. It became thinner and thinner, and the rough surface was also plated with metallic luster. At the same time, the round and heavy match head became sharper little by little.

"Huh..." Sean took a breath.

In front of him, a needle with a sharp silver luster was lying quietly on the table.

"Very good, very good, very good." Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses, her eyes were full of disbelief, she lowered her head and looked at the needle carefully, and even touched it.

When Professor McGonagall raised his head again, there was a completely hidden appreciation in his eyes.

"Well done, Mr. Wallup, Ravenclaw plus ten!"

Beside him, Hermione said softly, "Sean, you are great."

Then, the girl stared at his needle unwillingly, then turned her head to deal with her match.

Until the end of get out of class, most of the classmates did not make any changes to their matches, and Hermione only made some changes to the matches: the heads of the matches were obviously smaller and thinner.

Even so, she got a rare smile from Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Wallup, come with me." Professor McGonagall picked up the textbook and motioned Sean to follow.

This time, the freshmen, who were gloating at the misfortune, changed their tone all of a sudden, and looked at Sean's back with envy and admiration in their eyes.

"I bet that Professor McGonagall must have seen Sean's talent at a glance." Ron said with oath.

"Don't be silly, Ron, Sean used his performance to win the favor of Professor McGonagall." Harry said something for Sean, although he was also very envious, even a little jealous.

Sean, who followed Professor McGonagall, was unaware of everything behind him. He was just curious about what Professor McGonagall would say to him next.

Professor McGonagall's office is located in the corridor on the second floor of the castle. This is a small study with a fireplace that has not been lit, and the Quidditch pitch can be seen from the window.

After entering the office, Professor McGonagall took out his wand and tapped it. A hidden door appeared on the wall, and Sean could only see the gravel-paved floor inside.

She went in and rummaged for a while, then came out with a book.

Professor McGonagall put the book on the coffee table, then looked at Sean: "Mr. Wallup, sit down and talk."

"Okay, Professor." Sean sat down on the soft armchair with half of his buttocks on the chair, maintaining a good posture.

Professor McGonagall glanced at him: "Let's talk about your doubts first."

Sean nodded: "Yes, professor, I don't quite understand. After all, not every wizard is a good person."

"I understand what you mean," Professor McGonagall pushed through his glasses, "you want to say that if there are wizards who have evil intentions and turn the fixation into liquid or gas, as long as the magic power is maintained for a period of time, many people will appear what I said. kind of bad situation, right?"

"Yes, Professor."

Professor McGonagall showed a rare smile: "That would indeed be a disaster, but in fact, no one can do it at the moment."

"Why?" Sean widened his eyes.

"In fact, if you want to turn something into food, it is very difficult. That kind of food has a strange taste and is easy to find. Liquid and gas, it seems that Transfiguration has some kind of limitation, As far as I know, even Professor Dumbledore's fluids last only a few seconds."