Professor McGonagall's eyes were filled with amazement.

As the most famous transfiguration master in the world today, she has also been a professor of transfiguration at Hogwarts for so many years, but after a little recollection in her heart, she realized that she had only seen one student like Sean.

Coincidentally, that genius was parasitic on Xiao En some time ago...

Transfiguration is very different from other magic. Professor McGonagall has been on this road for a long time, but it is precisely because she has walked longer and farther than most people that she has a deeper understanding—— Still far from the true meaning of Transfiguration.

However, she saw infinite possibilities in this boy who was just in the third grade.

From ferret to crocodile, despite its flaws, it was barely a successful transformation. As it is also a cross-species transformation, Sean's transformation this time is much more difficult than the transformation of guinea fowl into guinea pigs in the fourth grade course.

Not only the size and race of the species, but also because the ferret came from Sean's own summoning spell. The difficulty of transforming summoned creatures is much more difficult than ordinary transformation.

Professor McGonagall believes that if she provides Sean with a teaching creature, his Transfiguration this time should be a perfect success.

Looking down at Sean who was still thinking about why the crocodile teeth didn't turn into a success, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but use a stern tone: "One is that the image construction is not perfect. When you build the deformed image in your mind, you must have paid too much attention to expression Feel the crocodile's paw, if I'm not wrong, the bottom should still be as soft as a ferret's paw."

Sean touched the crocodile's paw upon hearing the words, and it was exactly as Professor McGonagall said. The bottom of the crocodile's paw, which should have been rough with some toughness and hardness, was too soft.

Professor McGonagall continued: "Second, the output of magic power is too strong. You are eager to quickly transform the ferret. You should have slowed down the output of magic power in the details. You ignored this."

Sean recalled the magic power fluctuations in his body just now, and was surprised to find that what Professor McGonagall said was right. The part that should have been prioritized was too hard. He was immersed in the magic power output and fluctuations, and he couldn't help but ignore it. these details.

Xiao En, who was originally quite confident, lowered his head in shame, and said sincerely: "Professor, you are right, I found my mistakes after careful recollection. I am sorry, I told you just now I made a rough idea, and ended up making this kind of mistake, if you hadn’t reminded me, I might have walked on the wrong path for a longer time.”

I just clicked it out, did you figure it out so quickly...

The corners of Professor McGonagall's eyes twitched slightly, and then she smiled, but she still said in a stimulating and encouraging tone: "It's good that you can find out in time, remember, to be in awe of transfiguration, even the simplest transfiguration Instill sufficient concentration."

"I see, Professor." Sean nodded solemnly.

Professor McGonagall waved his wand, and the incompletely deformed crocodile turned back into a ferret and disappeared into the air: "I will be assessed in my office in half a month."

"Okay... um?" Sean was a little surprised, "You mean, if I pass the assessment, I can start the fifth grade class?"

The middle-aged witch was still stern, but her eyes flashed with relief: "Sean, sometimes you are too modest, or in the words of Professor Dumbledore, you are too cautious. I have always been strict with my students. 'Level skippers' like Miss Granger are stricter, but I must say—"

"You did very well."

It's really satisfying to be praised by such a strict teacher as Professor McGonagall... Sean showed a big smile: "Thank you, Professor."

"Half a month to accept the assessment. In addition, Mr. Wallop, although it is a bit early, I must ask for your opinion in advance-can you spare time on Wednesday afternoon and Friday morning in the second half of the semester?"

Sean was a little puzzled, but he still thought about it carefully and replied: "After all, the time span is too long, and it would be irresponsible for me to promise you now, Professor, I have to say, although looking at the two time periods now I don’t have courses, but I can’t guarantee that I will be free for my personal arrangements after half a year—of course, as long as I don’t have any urgent matters to do, please tell me if you have any requests, I will definitely do my best .”

Such an answer made Professor McGonagall nod with satisfaction: "Thank you for your sincerity, and as a Ravenclaw student, your thinking mode is very mature, which is very good."

After complimenting her, she continued: "I predict that by then you should be able to complete the fifth grade courses by yourself. Your basic skills have always been excellent, so I hope you can come to be my teaching assistant and teach the first grade and grade one for me." Second graders have one class a week."

Sean nodded suddenly. Because of the lack of Voldemort's killing activities in this world, the number of wizards has increased significantly. Coupled with the accident in Nurmengard last school year, more and more young wizards have chosen Hogwarts.

It seems that the increase in the number of students has made the professors a little bit overwhelmed.

This is also normal. There are thousands of students in Hogwarts, and there are only a few professors, and each of them is responsible for teaching seven or five grades. The workload is beyond imagination—I don’t know if Dumbledore has given the professor They raise wages...

Xiao En thought for a while and nodded: "Professor, I am willing to share some simple teaching tasks for you while studying with you. If I can meet your requirements and have nothing to do, of course. "

Professor McGonagall showed a smile: "Thank you, Sean, I am looking forward to working with you in half a year. Don't worry, the school will pay you according to the salary level of teaching assistants, and I personally promise that if you have Any doubts about Transfiguration can come to me."

"That would be great." Sean replied with a smile.

Salary is a trivial matter, Jin Gallon has plenty of it, the key lies in Professor McGonagall's teaching of Transfiguration. Just the notebook of the other party when he was young has benefited him a lot.

After exchanging good night with Professor McGonagall, Sean left. Of course, the original goal of this trip—to find Dumbledore, was a failure again, and Sean felt that Dumbledore might have to hide from him for a while Woolen cloth.

Going back to the auditorium and going out again, he saw Hermione and Daisy discussing this semester's courses at the corner of the corridor.

"Hey, didn't you say you don't have to wait for me?" Sean walked over.

Hermione put away the schedule and glanced at him: "I knew you were going to find Dumbledore."

"It seems easy to guess." Sean spread his hands helplessly.

Daisy followed up and said, "Hermione said, Dumbledore left in a hurry after the dinner. He definitely didn't want to see you. You'll probably be back in a while—she guessed right, yay!"

"The prediction is accurate, but I have other things to do by the way. I will go to divination class with you tomorrow, Miss Granger."

Hermione looked at him suspiciously: "Someone said at the end of last semester that there is no need for in-depth study of divination, a course that is purely based on talent, and changed his mind after one summer vacation?"

"Well, I'll admit it - it's mainly for the class with you, shouldn't it be moving, Miss Granger?"

Hermione raised her neck proudly: "My touch is not so cheap, Mr. Wallop who is not telling the truth."

"It breaks my heart when you say that." Sean made a sad look on purpose.

Without waiting for Hermione to reply, Daisy quickly replied: "Hermione said, you are annoying when you put on a show, and I want to punch you when I look at it-I must add, I don't think it's that annoying, but it is true." Not very flattering."

Hermione gave her a white look: "Thank you for your addition, Miss Potter."

"You're welcome~"

Sean nodded with satisfaction: "Daisy, you have finally learned to resist Hermione's 'tyranny'. I am very relieved when you are on my side."

Hermione snorted coldly: "Daisy, return my second grade notes."

Xiao Baihua immediately hugged Hermione's arm, then raised her innocuous eyebrows at Sean: "Hermione is right, idiot!"

"You betrayed too quickly, right?"

"At the end of the term, you were much flatter than me when you wanted to copy Hermione's history of magic notes!"

"Ahem... Hermione is right!"

"late!"

During the fight, several people returned to the tower of the Ravenclaw common room. Going up the spiral staircase, they saw a large group of students frowning in front of the wooden door.

Sean raised his eyebrows. The small space in front of the wooden door was crowded with students, not only the little eagles who had just finished sorting, but also many old students who were thinking hard, and even the upper steps were full of people.

Is this stumped by the door knocker problem? Sean was a little curious.

This kind of situation rarely occurs in Ravenclaw. Most of the questions asked by the door knocker are subjective, and the answers to the questions are not unique. As long as Ravenclaw students can provide answers that represent their own thoughts, they will pass the test.

Don't underestimate the wisdom of the eagles, any brain teasers, logical reasoning, and philosophical thoughts are easy.

And smart Ravenclaw students always have their own ideas. It is very common for six people in a dormitory to go back together and give six different answers and then pass the test at the same time. Today, this "grand event" is rare once a year.

In addition, today is the report of freshmen, so logically speaking, the door knocker should not ask any particularly difficult questions.

Hermione whispered behind him, "Could the knocker have a math problem again?"

"Guess so…"

Yes, generally speaking, the reason for this "grand occasion" is that the door knocker asked a math problem.

Whether they are from a Muggle family or a wizarding family, the British people's mathematics level is "amazing". The answers to difficult questions come out of their mouths, while some simple math problems have to count for a long time with their fingers.

Sean never understood why someone would be stuck outside the door for fifteen minutes with a binary linear equation...

However, it is not incomprehensible to think of the first-grade mathematics mastery standards of most primary schools in the UK-they only require students to understand numbers within 20, and can accurately use and understand place values...

As it happens, most wizards, including Ravenclaw, really hate studying mathematics.

And this is Ravenclaw, pursuing the knowledge you want, and at the same time never discriminating against maverick classmates. In their view, liking to study black magic and liking to study "Does Magic Affect the Length of Wizard's Armpit Hair" are on the same level...

Knowledge comes first (strike out) the knowledge you like is supreme for yourself! (√)

Of course, maverick kitties always share the same traits—smart, curious, and...dislike math.

However, Door Knocker seldom asks math problems, and the eaglets agree that Door Knocker doesn't bother to give math problems—except when he is in a bad mood and wants to embarrass the students.

When Sean squeezed past, the pensive crowd didn't even notice him. When he walked to the wooden door, a tall and beautiful girl leaning against the wall saw him.

Percy's girlfriend and Ravenclaw prefect Penelope Clearwater.

"Hey, Penello." Sean greeted.

Penello waved listlessly. Obviously, in front of the freshmen, she felt that it was a bit embarrassing for the old students to be unable to answer the questions.

"Math problem?" Sean asked.

"It's not...a weird question...and the door knocker is also weird. I and other students have tried it many times. I personally think that some answers can be passed, but the door knocker didn't respond...God, it's embarrassing. My first Trapped for twenty minutes in the Ravenclaw lounge!"

She gave up her seat angrily, and said dejectedly, "Sean, try it, you usually have so many tricks."

"Please allow me to correct you. That's resourcefulness. I was the one who answered the questions about thestral legs and giant octopus last time."

"That's a math problem, it doesn't count."

Sean shrugged, then stepped forward and pulled the knocker.

The bronze eagle opened its mouth first, but, as Penello said, the usually ethereal and emotionless voice is particularly weird today.

The speed of speech has obviously become faster. Listening carefully, I always feel that Yingshou is a little unhappy. He is no longer an emotionless questioning machine, but like a rebellious cub who is not happy but still has to complete the task.

Is Eagle Head entering the rebellious period of youth... Xiao En muttered and thought about the question he just raised.

"How do you have it all? How do you lose it all?"

weird question...

Sean dragged his cheeks and began to think. There is no accurate answer to this kind of question. Everyone has different moods, states, and ways of thinking ~lightnovelpub.net~ The answers given must be very different.

Whether it is the correct answer or not depends purely on whether Yingshou gives face or not.

The two girls who followed him were also thinking about it. After a while, Daisy replied softly: "Everything is the result of thoughts. If you think you have it, you have it. If you think you lose it, you lose it."

The knocker didn't move.

Hermione also tried to answer: "Possession and loss are both the norm. Possession or loss depends on your current state?"

Still nothing.

The eaglets who heard the sound and looked over lowered their heads in disappointment.

"Is that boy the powerful and handsome Sean Wallup that the seniors said?" Suddenly a first-year freshman asked his companion in a low voice.

Sean: "..."

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