Chapter 182 Transfiguration Exam at the Ball
Students, study should always be the top priority... Seeing that Krum mentioned himself, Maca also interjected, I just went to visit a few graduates, and they were all worried about their jobs. What! Because they didn't do so well in their graduation exams.
How could he have time to visit the graduates, but this seemingly realistic nonsense can always scare people. Especially when there are several principals and professors sitting around, this kind of argument becomes even more true.
On the other side, Hagrid sat at a staff table not far from here.
Today he put on that elegant black wizard robe again, and he is looking up at the guest table! Only because there was no Maca to do his hair this time, and now they are back to their original shape.
Harry saw Hagrid wave, and turned his head to see Madame Maxime waving at Hagrid, her opal drink glistening in the candlelight.
Everyone chatted and ate, and soon everything was finished. At this moment Dumbledore stood up and told the students to stand up too.
Then with a flick of his wand, some of the tables whizzed away to the walls, leaving a space in between. He also conjured up a high stage, attached to the base of the right wall, on which stood a drum kit, some guitars, a lute, a cello, and several organs.
At this time, the Weird Sisters rushed onto the stage together, and the audience burst into thunderous applause.
They all had particularly thick hair and wore black robes that had been ripped on purpose. They picked up their instruments, and everyone watched them with interest, almost forgetting what to do next.
Suddenly, the lanterns at the other tables were extinguished, and the other warriors and their dance partners rose to their feet.
A slow and sad tune played quietly, Maca extended his hand to invite, but Professor McGonagall did not accept his invitation.
McLean, since you still regard me as your Transfiguration professor, then I should fulfill my duties as a professor— Professor McGonagall showed a rare smile, she pulled out her wand, and tapped He nodded to the armchair beside him.
Suddenly, the chair seemed to come alive, twisting and turning into a person exactly like Professor McGonagall. After it nodded slightly to Maca, it stood calmly on the spot.
This is my personal graduation exam for you. If you can complete it... Professor McGonagall looked at Maca and said, At least I will be very happy.
Maca didn't expect Professor McGonagall to come out like this,
Obviously, she wanted Maca to dance with her using Transfiguration!
As far as Transfiguration is concerned, Professor McGonagall is undoubtedly a contemporary master.
Since she became a professor at Hogwarts, she has been a consultant of Transfiguration Today, an authoritative journal of transfiguration, and often corrects articles in the journal in her spare time.
Like Transfiguration, a magic that is very focused on accumulating knowledge, Maca asked himself that it was far from being comparable to Professor McGonagall.
For example, the another Professor McGonagall in front of him is also a big challenge for Maca.
Generally speaking, Transfiguration is actually a preset spell, and all its practical applications should be prepared in advance.
And this kind of preparation includes a series of shape change formulas, material transformation formulas, precise and subtle magic power control data, and a lot of adjustments and tests.
Therefore, the general Transfiguration exam is like doing a Muggle comprehensive science exam paper, and it is a thick stack of weighty ones.
But the situation Maca is facing now is reversed: Professor McGonagall gave the answer, but he has to rely on this answer to reverse the problem-solving process, which is obviously more difficult.
Fortunately, when he was learning the transformation of Animagus, he already had a good understanding of his own body, and a lot of data had been confirmed through repeated calculations.
In this way, at least half of the on-site calculations and adjustments can be omitted.
Professor McGonagall, you really think too highly of me... Maca shrugged, then pulled out his wand, and clicked on another chair.
The chair also began to twist and deform, but the speed of change was obviously much slower than that of Professor McGonagall.
When the chair finally deformed, the other McClain opened his eyes, and moved slightly jerky under Maca's control.
The warriors had already forgotten about the dance, and so did the other little wizards. Everyone focused their attention on the two lifelike Transfiguration masterpieces standing between Maca and Professor McGonagall.
It is not a very rare thing to change the shape of a human being with transfiguration, but it is very rare to want to become so fine, and the movements are even more coordinated and smooth.
It can be said that some of the transfiguration knowledge contained in it is one of the key points for learning the transformation of Animagus.
Seeing that Maca completed the transfiguration so quickly, even with Professor McGonagall's strictness, he couldn't help but nodded. This student is always like this, no matter what time it is, he can always surprise others.
In the end, the dance was started by Maca and McGonagall's transfiguration: It can be seen that the self transformed by Maca is still a bit unsmooth in handling fine dance steps, but McGonagall Professor can always skillfully coordinate the past.
The two danced in the middle of the dance floor, and the exquisite magic cooperation between a student and a teacher really opened the eyes of the students of the three schools.
It can be said that this is destined to be a unique and unforgettable Christmas ball.
Soon, under the leadership of Dumbledore, many people also entered the dance floor, focusing on their own dance steps.
Right now, Dumbledore is waltzing with Madame Maxime! Dumbledore was a dwarf compared to her, the top of his pointed hat barely reaching her chin.
Still, she danced gracefully for a woman of her size.
Elsewhere, Mad-Eye Moody is awkwardly two-stepping with astronomy professor Sinistra, who is nervously dodging his wooden leg.
It can be seen that if he was stabbed in the foot by that piece of wood, he would definitely have to be helped to Madam Pomfrey for treatment.
The organ played the last trembling note, the Weird Sisters stopped playing, Maca and Professor McGonagall let their respective stand-ins slide out of the dance floor again, and then dissipated the magic power attached to them and turned back into two chairs.
The auditorium erupted into warm applause again, for every warrior, and for Maca and Professor McGonagall's ingenious and wonderful performance.
When the applause died down, the Weird Sisters started playing a new piece, much faster than before.
Go invite the next dance partner, McLean... Professor McGonagall looked at Maca carefully, as if he wanted to keep the student in front of him firmly in his heart.
She has taught too many students, but she has never met someone like Maca who spends all the time she can use on learning magic.
Whether the future is good or bad, he deserves to be secretly remembered by everyone.
But Maca didn't mean to look for the next dance partner—he thought about the bad idea of appearing here because he couldn't think of anyone else to invite, didn't he?
How about it?
Harry asked Ron as he sat down at a round table on the east side of the dance floor and opened a bottle of Butterbeer.
Ron didn't answer, he just glared angrily at Hermione and Krum, who were dancing nearby. Next to him, Padma sat with her arms crossed and her legs crossed, one leg shaking to the beat of the music.
Now and then, she rolled her eyes at Ron disapprovingly -- Ron had completely brushed her aside.
Parvati sat down on Harry's other side, also crossed her arms and crossed her legs, and a few minutes later a boy from Beauxbatons came up to ask her to dance.
You don't mind, Harry? said Parvati.
What? Harry said vaguely. He was watching Cho Chang and Cedric!
Oh, nothing. Parvati said bluntly, and left with Beauxbaton's boys. After the song ended, she didn't come back either.
Hermione came over, and she sat on the vacated chair by Parvati, her cheeks flushed slightly from the dance just now.
Hello, Harry replied, but Ron said nothing.
It's hot, isn't it? Hermione fanned herself with the palm of her hand. Victor is off to get a drink.
Ron gave her a complicated look.
Victor? he said. Did he ask you to call him 'Vicky'?
Hermione looked at him in surprise and asked, What's the matter with you?
If you don't know, said Ron meanly, I don't want to tell you either.
Hermione looked at him inexplicably, and then at Harry, who shrugged.
Ron, what are you—
...I just want to know, where is Maca? What are you going to do? Ron didn't stare at Hermione, he just looked bitterly at Maca in the distance, and asked Hermione in a low voice.
Hermione's mouth dropped open in surprise.
what happened? Ron knew his thoughts? Is he fighting for Maca?
Ron, Harry whispered, I don't think it matters that Hermione and Krum are together - and, does it have anything to do with Maca?
Ron ignored Harry's stupid remark, he just shook his head and said nothing.
What Maca said was right, everyone would have a few secrets that only belonged to him—certain things, he might not be able to tell them in this life. But he must not accept a sudden ending, and he cannot let the compromise he has worked so hard to become a joke.
Why don't you go to Wicky, he'll be worried if he can't find you, said Ron.
I don't call him that! Not once!
Hermione, who had been silent all this time, suddenly jumped up. She crossed the dance floor with red eyes and disappeared into the crowd. Ron looked at her back with endless disappointment on his face.
