NOVEL NEXT Ch64- Transfiguration 101
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With a renewed sense of purpose, Harry entered the Great Hall for breakfast. The hall was bustling with students, the four house tables filled with chatter and the clatter of cutlery. The enchanted ceiling above mirrored the clear blue sky outside, adding to the hall's enchanting atmosphere.
Harry took a seat at the Slytherin table, noting the curious glances from some of his housemates. He served himself some scrambled eggs and toast
As he ate his breakfast, listening to the conversations around him, gathering information about the daily happenings at Hogwarts. The talk was mostly about classes, quidditch, and the usual school gossip.
After breakfast, Harry, with his mind still buzzing from the quest Nigel had hinted at, made his way to his first class of the year, History of Magic. The class, infamous for its dullness, was taught by the ghost Professor Binns, who had a talent for making even the most fascinating historical events sound insufferably tedious.
As Professor Binns droned on about Emeric the Evil and Uric the Oddball in a monotonous voice that seemed to echo endlessly in the spacious classroom, Harry quickly realized that staying awake would be a Herculean task. He observed his classmates; some were trying valiantly to take notes, while others had already succumbed to sleep, their heads resting on their desks in surrender.
Deciding to make the best of the situation, Harry activated the transcribing function of the Technology System. A virtual screen popped up in front of him, recording every word spoken by Professor Binns. Satisfied that he wouldn't miss any crucial information, Harry allowed himself to drift off, his head resting on his arms.
As the ghostly voice of Professor Binns faded into the background, Nigel's wry comment slipped into Harry's mind, "Ah, the joys of learning history from someone who's part of it. It's like listening to paint dry, only less exciting."
Harry, half-asleep, couldn't help but crack a small smile at Nigel's apt observation.
The bell signaling the end of the class was a welcome sound, rousing Harry and his classmates from their slumber. Harry fell into a routine in Hogwarts. The next few days were equally monotonous until Thursday came, the class was one Harry had been eagerly anticipating – Transfiguration, taught by Professor McGonagall.
Leaving the Great Hall after breakfast, Harry found himself flanked by Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis. Tracey's voice, brimming with excitement, broke the post-class silence. "Transfiguration. How exciting."
Harry nodded in agreement, his own anticipation palpable. "I am excited too. Transfiguration is one of the most complex yet achieving branch of spellcasting." he responded, feeling a genuine eagerness for the class.
Daphne, though silent, mirrored their excitement with her expressive eyes. The trio made their way to the Transfiguration classroom, navigating the bustling corridors of Hogwarts.
As they entered the classroom, Harry's attention was momentarily diverted by Hermione Granger, who waved at him from across the room. Her gesture seemed out of character, reminding Harry of the influence from Dumbledore and to keep his eye open on other people. Nevertheless, he courteously waved back, maintaining a polite facade.
Choosing a seat on the left side of the classroom, Harry observed the split arrangement of the room - Slytherins on the left and Gryffindors on the right, an unspoken rule that mirrored the houses' long standing rivalry. Frowning at the clear divide, he thought if he could do anything about it.
His gaze then fell upon a tubby cat perched on the professor's desk. Something about the cat struck him as peculiar. Activating his Observe function, he wasn't surprised to find his suspicions confirmed:
[System Message: Professor McGonagall - Animagus. Currently in her cat form. Distinguished by the spectacles pattern around her eyes, a trait carried over from her human form.]
Harry smiled inwardly at the discovery of another Animagus. Nigel's voice echoed in his mind, his tone laced with a hint of intrigue. "Look around her eyes, Master Harry. Most Animagi carry the traits of their human look upon gaining the ability to change."
Harry studied Professor McGonagall more closely, noticing the distinctive markings around the cat's eyes, reminiscent of the glasses she wore in her human form. This attention to detail fascinated him, revealing the intricacies of the magical world he was still unraveling.
The cat looked back at Harry, its eyes meeting his with a knowing glint. Harry offered a subtle nod of recognition, to which the cat responded with a slight tilt of its head before turning away. The classroom was filled with a mix of anticipation and nervous chatter as students awaited the start of the lesson.
Just then, the door swung open, and Ron Weasley, accompanied by Seamus Finnigan, hurried in. Ron's sigh of relief was palpable as he scanned the classroom. "We made it. Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?" he said, a hint of mischief in his voice.
The cat, previously perched regally on the professor's desk, gracefully leaped to the air. In a fluid motion, it transformed into the stern yet elegant figure of Professor McGonagall. Ron, witnessing the transformation, couldn't hide his awe. "That was bloody brilliant!" he exclaimed.
Professor McGonagall, in her usual dry manner, responded, "Thank you for the assessment, Mr. Weasley." She glanced at the two boys with a mix of disapproval and amusement. "Perhaps it would be more useful if I were to transfigure Mr. Finnigan and yourself into a pocket-watch. That way, one of you might be on time."
Seamus, slightly flustered, offered a weak defense. "We got lost."
"Then perhaps a map?" McGonagall retorted sharply. "I trust you don't need one to find your seats."
The class stifled their laughter as Ron and Seamus sheepishly made their way to their seats. Professor McGonagall then turned to face the class, her demeanor shifting to one of solemnity. "Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts," she began, her voice commanding attention. "Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back. You have been warned."
With a wave of her wand, the desk in front of her transformed into a pig, then back again. The class watched in awe, the reality of their magical education dawning upon them.
Harry, deeply interested, leaned forward. Nigel's voice, though unheard by others, whispered in his mind, "Impressive, isn't it? But don't get your hopes up for turning your homework into a dragon anytime soon."
McGonagall began her lecture on the fundamentals of Transfiguration. "Transfiguration is not mere changing of one object into another. It is an art that requires understanding the essence of objects and creatures, down to their very molecular structure."
"The first step in Transfiguration is to visualize the desired outcome in detail. You must not only see the form but understand the nature of what you are trying to create. This requires an in-depth study of the properties and characteristics of the subject."
"Next is the intention. Your intent must be clear and focused. Hesitation or doubt can lead to incomplete or unstable transformations. Magic, particularly Transfiguration, is as much about your will as it is about the wand movements or incantations."
Professor McGonagall demonstrated a simple spell, turning a feather into a matchstick then to a needle. "Notice the precision required in the wand movement, a delicate twist with a firm flick at the end."
Harry quickly spoke up, his voice low but firm, "Nigel, activate the analysis mode. Record her wand movements and the spells she uses. I don't want to miss anything."
Nigel, always ready to assist, responded promptly, "Right away, Master Harry. The recording has begun. I'll capture every detail."
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