Chapter 344 The grand occasion is unprecedented
Over the next week, Hogwarts was in turmoil. Due to the Christmas attack, the atmosphere on campus was unprecedentedly tense, and a group of diehard members of the mutual aid society were planning to make a bigger move.
Fortunately, Professor Flitwick's Charms Group diverted the attention of some students; plus the friends in the study group continued to suppress public opinion, contact classmates, and enthusiastically helped out-of-town students solve problems; the chaotic momentum was barely suppressed.
But this also made a group of diehards very unhappy. Although their leader was still lying in the ward, and although they were also afraid of suffering the same blow as their leader, this did not hinder their disgust for Hogwarts and their determination to cause trouble.
After several secret meetings and covert incitement, the situation at Hogwarts gradually became stalemate...
That morning, Yang Tian and his friends were eating breakfast while discussing how to suppress the arrogance of the Mutual Aid Association.
"Now they are just a bunch of rats hiding their heads and showing their tails!" Angelina said angrily, "My suggestion remains the same. Expand the scope of the crackdown and send all these diehards to the hospital!"
Elena shook her head coldly and said, "It's already chaotic enough. If the people being attacked are all prominent non-local students, what do you think ordinary non-local students will think? No one is a fool. If someone secretly colludes, the consequences will be disastrous."
George frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "Then why don't we take care of the local students as well?"
"Are you serious?" Penelope's eyes revealed a dangerous signal.
"If there is no better choice, George's method can still be tried." Fred jokingly echoed.
"I really want to open your brains and see what's inside!" Penelope was really angry this time.
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Just as they were about to continue arguing, a noisy sound of flapping wings came from far away and was clearly heard by everyone in the auditorium.
Logically speaking, the young wizards present should be immune to this sound. After all, every time Yang Tian published a paper, there was a lot of noise. But this time the noise was really louder. My goodness, how many owls flapped their wings at the same time to create such a scene?
The little wizards looked curiously in the direction of the sound, but the next second, they all stood there with their mouths wide open, looking like they had never seen the world before!
It was no wonder that everyone was so out of control. The owls delivering the letter covered the sky! This description was not exaggerated at all. Even though the leading owls had already delivered the letter over Yang Tian’s dining table, the following owls were still nowhere to be seen!
Those young wizards who thought they had developed a lot of psychological endurance could no longer remain calm. They all looked around and whispered to each other, eager to know what had happened.
And when a small part of the owl army delivered the letters to other tables accurately, the truth of the matter finally came to light: "Make Metamorphmagus more than just a blood talent" - the "culprit" that caused the scene before their eyes!
Perhaps even Yang Tian, Professor McGonagall, and even the Transfiguration experts who participated in proofreading this paper did not expect that this academic paper would cause such a sensation.
But if everyone really thinks carefully about the cause and effect, they will find that all of this has a traceable cause and is not abrupt.
Blood magic has always been regarded as a unique existence. It is the pride and glory of pure-blood wizards, and the foundation and symbol of the family; and Disguisemagus is the representative of it.
The reason why this blood talent from the Black family is so dazzling, in addition to its powerful power, more importantly, is that not every pure-blood of the Black family can possess this ability. Perhaps only once in several generations or even more than a dozen generations will a Metamorphmagus be born.
In addition to Nymphadora Tonks, the other Metamorphmagus known to date is another member of the Black family, Etheliya Ofergar Black...
But now, someone has turned this honor, which originally belonged to a few people, into a Transfiguration that everyone can practice! Are you sure this is not a joke? Have you really considered the pros and cons?
Thus, a sensational effect appeared. All wizards who read this academic paper went crazy. They were eager to know more about practicing Metamorphmagus. Pure-blood family members also went crazy. They were eager to establish a good relationship with Yang Tian, hoping that this 12-year-old monster would not swing the next sword aimed at pure-bloods at themselves; the pain of the Black family should be borne by the Black family alone. The reason why their blood magic could be cracked could only mean that their blood was not pure enough, let alone sacred enough...
Just like that, letters came in from all corners of the magic world. No, this time it was completely different, the sources of the letters were all over the world!
If one used to describe the scene before their eyes, one would say letters were like snowflakes; now one could only say tons of letters were crashing down like a snowstorm... Almost instantly, the friends including Yang Tian were buried collectively by the colorful letters.
It's so embarrassing! Isn't it? The little guys hurriedly looked for support points and got out of the pile of letters with red faces. Then, they began to use their magic wands to frantically sort out the letters flying around. They didn't want to look up, and didn't even think about looking around. In fact, they just wanted to say something for themselves. This is definitely not because of our lack of ability, but it just happened too suddenly...
Professor McGonagall and a group of Transfiguration experts were in a similar situation to Yang Tian and the others. As the paper proofreaders and the first batch of testers of the cultivated version of Metamorphmagus, their usage experience and test data were also of great concern to everyone. Many wizards even sent letters to inquire about it.
Of course, what makes Professor McGonagall most happy are the letters of request to join the research team or to establish cooperation. Slightly different from the last event, the experts who want to join this time are of higher level, but the requirements are lower; many people have already made bold statements in the letters, willing to join the research team in the form of zero remuneration; oh, yes, there are even a few masters who claim that they are willing to "bring funds into the group"; it is so crazy that Professor McGonagall and a group of experts exclaimed that it is unbelievable...
However, Yang Tian didn't have the heart to pay attention to these trivial matters at this time. He had already attracted his attention with the letter that Meng Mengjiao had sent to him alone...
