Chapter 34 Metamorphosis Lessons
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 34 Metamorphosis Lessons
Ten minutes later, the classroom was full of little first-year wizards. McGuffin was lying weakly on the table, and Professor McGonagall's transformed cat was on the podium.
Ron and Harry rushed into the classroom in a hurry.
"Here we are!" Ron said to Harry, relieved to see that Professor McGonagall was gone.
"Can you imagine the embarrassment on Old McGonagall's face when he knew we were late?"
Before the voice fell to the ground, the tabby cat on the table jumped down and turned into an ugly old Mag.
After Professor McGonagall taught him a lesson, Ron and Harry were seated in front of McGuffin.
Harry and Ron walked to their seats, a little embarrassed, and saw that there was no one within two meters of the McGuffin, sitting there alone. They were also one of the people who believed the rumors since yesterday.
Ron was clearly familiar with McGuffin, and warned Harry to stay away from MacGuffin.This made them both very embarrassed.
After Professor McGonagall saw that everyone was here, he started the content of the first transfiguration class of the first grade.
"Transfiguration is the most complicated and dangerous spell in your Hogwarts courses. Any mischievous and inattentive person, I will invite him out of my classroom and never allow him to come in again. I have warned you." She easily frightened the group of mischievous troublemakers. The classroom was silent, and everyone listened attentively.
Professor McGonagall turned the desk in front of her into a pig with a wave of her wand, and back again.
McGuffin drooled watching this scene, he hoped that he could start learning quickly to see what he lacked.
After taking a lot of boring notes, Professor McGonagall finally distributed some matches to all the students.
She told the expectant young wizards that their goal was to turn their matches into needles, and proceeded to explain their transfiguration spells.
After taking a lot of notes in the first half of the class, McGuffin felt that his slight mistakes in casting spells could be corrected, and he would be able to successfully turn matches into needles next time.
At least that's what he believes now.
"Akus!" The wand waved.
The match in front of him slowly twisted and deformed under the effect of magic, one end became thinner and the whole body became silvery, and when it was about to succeed, it returned to its original shape with a bang, and black smoke came out with a puff, as if mocking him.
The rest of the time flew by as McGuffin tried one failed attempt after another.
When get out of class was about to end, only Hermione Granger made her match change in the whole classroom. Although it wasn't a complete change, at least it could keep turning into a needle.
At this time, she raised her head high, looked at the matches on McGuffin, Harry, and Ron's table not far away, and sneered.
Professor McGonagall smiled awkwardly, and showed the class how Hermione could magically turn matches into needles.
"Damn brat."
McGuffin's state of mind is like a combination of lemon and old vinegar, which is so sour that it explodes.
And seeing that Harry actually changed the match in one class, although it only became a bit sharp at one end, at least it didn't change back immediately.
This damn magical pedigree and talent.
McGuffin was very jealous, and his desire for Transfiguration (in fact, his eagerness for magic figures and the task of the sand sculpture system) made him more and more irritable, and roared angrily.
"Akuci!"
Too bad, I seem to be on top again!
What to do if you say the wrong spell!
Before he could think about it, an electric light crackled and flashed on McGuffin's wand, and a tingling and needle-pricking sensation came from his skin, spreading to his whole body, and then the hairs on his arms stood on end.
But being frightened by the growl, Navi trembled, and accidentally lit the match in his hand with his magic wand, and a huge flame burst out.
In front of Neville sat Hermione, her shaggy brown hair smelling of burnt fire instantly.
Hermione screamed and jumped up from her seat.
Ron was mocked by Hermione for a class, and now he sneered gloatingly.
Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and looked at several people seriously.
She walked up to a few people, she waved her wand, all the sparks and smoke disappeared, she frowned as she saw Hermione's half-burnt hair, chanted a spell, and waved her wand to make Hermione's half-burnt hair into short hair, and the hair fell off on the ground.
Hermione Granger looked at the 'burnt' brown hair all over the floor, and stared angrily at the two instigators - Neville and McGuffin.
McGonagall turned around and said to several people in a stern voice, "Mr. McGuffin, I have reminded you that Transfiguration is a precise and clear course, and there is no room for mistakes. You need to concentrate all your attention, and you can't be in a hurry. Otherwise, it will cause serious consequences."
"What's more, it doesn't rely on mechanical repetition to succeed, otherwise everyone will be Dumbledore. Imagine what I said, and see where your own problems are." Professor McGonagall paused here, and McGuffin vaguely saw a few smiles from the corner of her mouth. "As for the hairstyles on top of your heads, they are very unique, and I will not deal with them as punishment this time."
punish?
hairstyle?
McGuffin saw all the little wizards in front of him gloating, and they were staring at the direction 'overhead' of McGuffin and Harry and Ron in front of him.
He looked at Ron, and sure enough, his fiery red hair stood on end like a stimulated hedgehog.
Harry tried his best to smooth his hair. He wanted to bend the hair to cover the lightning scar in his own hair. Pressing down hard, as soon as his hands were removed, the hair immediately returned to its erect shape.
McGuffin didn't have to think about it to know that she also had such a 'chic' hairstyle.
"Professor McGonagall...?" McGuffin begged, he already had enough rumors to attract attention, and he didn't want to wear a 'fried sky' hairstyle to attract attention anymore.
"Mr. McGuffin, needless to say, take this as your punishment. I will not deduct points, but remember the lesson of this time."
Professor McGonagall ruthlessly refused the request, turned around and continued the class.
But then almost everyone's attention was focused on the hairstyles on the heads of the three, especially the scar on Harry's head.
This made Professor McGonagall have to stop in the end, and turned the robes of the three into hoods, so that they could be worn on their heads, so that the class could continue.
……
get out of class has ended.
After Professor McGonagall assigned homework, the three of Harry rushed out of the classroom without saying a word, lowered their heads, and went up two floors. They were relieved when they finally couldn't see the other students.
"Damn it, what do we do?" Ron grumbled at McGuffin, pointing at his bristling red hair.
"Should, probably,...it will automatically return to its original state after a while. After all, the magic effect we cast at this level cannot last for too long." McGuffin's eyes wavered, not daring to face the hairstyles of the two.
"What do we do next, go eat with this hair? George and Fred will die laughing..." Ron muttered and complained.
"Go back to the dormitory and see if there are any hats that can cover your hair." Harry suggested to the two.
They came to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"My God! What the hell are you doing!" The fat lady asked with her eyes wide open, looking at the hairstyles of the 'angry' upturned people.
"Please! Don't ask, this is bad enough." Ron shouted anxiously pressing his hair, and the voices of senior students joking and laughing came from behind them.
"Pig nose!" Harry hurriedly said the password.
The hole opened, and they got in hastily.
Fortunately, there were not many people in the common room, and it was empty.
The three of them bent over, pressed their hair, and hurried back to their dormitory before most of the students came in, embarrassingly and quickly.
The McGuffins in the dormitory relaxed a little, looked at each other's 'tragedies', and laughed while holding their stomachs.
Since coming to Hogwarts, McGuffin has always been worried about that and this, and it has not been so relaxed for a long time.
After such an 'explosive head' thing, the relationship between McGuffin, Harry and Ron has drawn a lot closer, at least the two of them are no longer affected by the rumors.
McGuffin does not reject socializing with Harry and Ron, because after the first incident today, and what has happened since the beginning of school, he finally found out that maybe it wasn't because of the Iron Triangle, but that he might have a 'bad boy' physique
——Perhaps, I have a conflict with Hogwarts' feng shui? !
Maybe some hard work is needed - to help yourself with mutual generation and restraint? ! (There is no one who is harder than these guys - the triangular combination of iron heads!)
In short, it has become like this!I don't care about the broken things of the Iron Triangle, as long as they don't participate in the plot and Voldemort or things that can cause their own survival crisis.
He thought selfishly, maybe even if some troublesome things happened, there would be a place to blame him!
(Note: McGuffin, Ron, and Harry's hairstyles lasted for a day before returning to their original shape. In addition, the 'return to original' spell in Transfiguration did not work. It is probably related to the fact that it was not caused by Transfiguration.)
(End of this chapter)
Ten minutes later, the classroom was full of little first-year wizards. McGuffin was lying weakly on the table, and Professor McGonagall's transformed cat was on the podium.
Ron and Harry rushed into the classroom in a hurry.
"Here we are!" Ron said to Harry, relieved to see that Professor McGonagall was gone.
"Can you imagine the embarrassment on Old McGonagall's face when he knew we were late?"
Before the voice fell to the ground, the tabby cat on the table jumped down and turned into an ugly old Mag.
After Professor McGonagall taught him a lesson, Ron and Harry were seated in front of McGuffin.
Harry and Ron walked to their seats, a little embarrassed, and saw that there was no one within two meters of the McGuffin, sitting there alone. They were also one of the people who believed the rumors since yesterday.
Ron was clearly familiar with McGuffin, and warned Harry to stay away from MacGuffin.This made them both very embarrassed.
After Professor McGonagall saw that everyone was here, he started the content of the first transfiguration class of the first grade.
"Transfiguration is the most complicated and dangerous spell in your Hogwarts courses. Any mischievous and inattentive person, I will invite him out of my classroom and never allow him to come in again. I have warned you." She easily frightened the group of mischievous troublemakers. The classroom was silent, and everyone listened attentively.
Professor McGonagall turned the desk in front of her into a pig with a wave of her wand, and back again.
McGuffin drooled watching this scene, he hoped that he could start learning quickly to see what he lacked.
After taking a lot of boring notes, Professor McGonagall finally distributed some matches to all the students.
She told the expectant young wizards that their goal was to turn their matches into needles, and proceeded to explain their transfiguration spells.
After taking a lot of notes in the first half of the class, McGuffin felt that his slight mistakes in casting spells could be corrected, and he would be able to successfully turn matches into needles next time.
At least that's what he believes now.
"Akus!" The wand waved.
The match in front of him slowly twisted and deformed under the effect of magic, one end became thinner and the whole body became silvery, and when it was about to succeed, it returned to its original shape with a bang, and black smoke came out with a puff, as if mocking him.
The rest of the time flew by as McGuffin tried one failed attempt after another.
When get out of class was about to end, only Hermione Granger made her match change in the whole classroom. Although it wasn't a complete change, at least it could keep turning into a needle.
At this time, she raised her head high, looked at the matches on McGuffin, Harry, and Ron's table not far away, and sneered.
Professor McGonagall smiled awkwardly, and showed the class how Hermione could magically turn matches into needles.
"Damn brat."
McGuffin's state of mind is like a combination of lemon and old vinegar, which is so sour that it explodes.
And seeing that Harry actually changed the match in one class, although it only became a bit sharp at one end, at least it didn't change back immediately.
This damn magical pedigree and talent.
McGuffin was very jealous, and his desire for Transfiguration (in fact, his eagerness for magic figures and the task of the sand sculpture system) made him more and more irritable, and roared angrily.
"Akuci!"
Too bad, I seem to be on top again!
What to do if you say the wrong spell!
Before he could think about it, an electric light crackled and flashed on McGuffin's wand, and a tingling and needle-pricking sensation came from his skin, spreading to his whole body, and then the hairs on his arms stood on end.
But being frightened by the growl, Navi trembled, and accidentally lit the match in his hand with his magic wand, and a huge flame burst out.
In front of Neville sat Hermione, her shaggy brown hair smelling of burnt fire instantly.
Hermione screamed and jumped up from her seat.
Ron was mocked by Hermione for a class, and now he sneered gloatingly.
Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and looked at several people seriously.
She walked up to a few people, she waved her wand, all the sparks and smoke disappeared, she frowned as she saw Hermione's half-burnt hair, chanted a spell, and waved her wand to make Hermione's half-burnt hair into short hair, and the hair fell off on the ground.
Hermione Granger looked at the 'burnt' brown hair all over the floor, and stared angrily at the two instigators - Neville and McGuffin.
McGonagall turned around and said to several people in a stern voice, "Mr. McGuffin, I have reminded you that Transfiguration is a precise and clear course, and there is no room for mistakes. You need to concentrate all your attention, and you can't be in a hurry. Otherwise, it will cause serious consequences."
"What's more, it doesn't rely on mechanical repetition to succeed, otherwise everyone will be Dumbledore. Imagine what I said, and see where your own problems are." Professor McGonagall paused here, and McGuffin vaguely saw a few smiles from the corner of her mouth. "As for the hairstyles on top of your heads, they are very unique, and I will not deal with them as punishment this time."
punish?
hairstyle?
McGuffin saw all the little wizards in front of him gloating, and they were staring at the direction 'overhead' of McGuffin and Harry and Ron in front of him.
He looked at Ron, and sure enough, his fiery red hair stood on end like a stimulated hedgehog.
Harry tried his best to smooth his hair. He wanted to bend the hair to cover the lightning scar in his own hair. Pressing down hard, as soon as his hands were removed, the hair immediately returned to its erect shape.
McGuffin didn't have to think about it to know that she also had such a 'chic' hairstyle.
"Professor McGonagall...?" McGuffin begged, he already had enough rumors to attract attention, and he didn't want to wear a 'fried sky' hairstyle to attract attention anymore.
"Mr. McGuffin, needless to say, take this as your punishment. I will not deduct points, but remember the lesson of this time."
Professor McGonagall ruthlessly refused the request, turned around and continued the class.
But then almost everyone's attention was focused on the hairstyles on the heads of the three, especially the scar on Harry's head.
This made Professor McGonagall have to stop in the end, and turned the robes of the three into hoods, so that they could be worn on their heads, so that the class could continue.
……
get out of class has ended.
After Professor McGonagall assigned homework, the three of Harry rushed out of the classroom without saying a word, lowered their heads, and went up two floors. They were relieved when they finally couldn't see the other students.
"Damn it, what do we do?" Ron grumbled at McGuffin, pointing at his bristling red hair.
"Should, probably,...it will automatically return to its original state after a while. After all, the magic effect we cast at this level cannot last for too long." McGuffin's eyes wavered, not daring to face the hairstyles of the two.
"What do we do next, go eat with this hair? George and Fred will die laughing..." Ron muttered and complained.
"Go back to the dormitory and see if there are any hats that can cover your hair." Harry suggested to the two.
They came to the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"My God! What the hell are you doing!" The fat lady asked with her eyes wide open, looking at the hairstyles of the 'angry' upturned people.
"Please! Don't ask, this is bad enough." Ron shouted anxiously pressing his hair, and the voices of senior students joking and laughing came from behind them.
"Pig nose!" Harry hurriedly said the password.
The hole opened, and they got in hastily.
Fortunately, there were not many people in the common room, and it was empty.
The three of them bent over, pressed their hair, and hurried back to their dormitory before most of the students came in, embarrassingly and quickly.
The McGuffins in the dormitory relaxed a little, looked at each other's 'tragedies', and laughed while holding their stomachs.
Since coming to Hogwarts, McGuffin has always been worried about that and this, and it has not been so relaxed for a long time.
After such an 'explosive head' thing, the relationship between McGuffin, Harry and Ron has drawn a lot closer, at least the two of them are no longer affected by the rumors.
McGuffin does not reject socializing with Harry and Ron, because after the first incident today, and what has happened since the beginning of school, he finally found out that maybe it wasn't because of the Iron Triangle, but that he might have a 'bad boy' physique
——Perhaps, I have a conflict with Hogwarts' feng shui? !
Maybe some hard work is needed - to help yourself with mutual generation and restraint? ! (There is no one who is harder than these guys - the triangular combination of iron heads!)
In short, it has become like this!I don't care about the broken things of the Iron Triangle, as long as they don't participate in the plot and Voldemort or things that can cause their own survival crisis.
He thought selfishly, maybe even if some troublesome things happened, there would be a place to blame him!
(Note: McGuffin, Ron, and Harry's hairstyles lasted for a day before returning to their original shape. In addition, the 'return to original' spell in Transfiguration did not work. It is probably related to the fact that it was not caused by Transfiguration.)
(End of this chapter)
