"Sixth floor, classroom 21?"
Albert took the parchment given to him by Professor McGonagall and wandered around the corridor on the sixth floor of the castle, looking for classroom No. 21 used by the Transfiguration Club.
At this point, he had almost walked through all the corridors on the sixth floor of Hogwarts Castle, but he still couldn't find Classroom 21.
No, it should be said that there is no Classroom 21. For this reason, Albert even consulted the portrait on the sixth floor, but still had no idea that there was such a classroom.
Have you been fooled
Obviously unlikely.
After all, Professor McGonagall would not do such a boring thing. Then there is only one possibility, the last sentence of the parchment: Remember Gamp's basic law of transfiguration.
Classroom 21 is hidden in a secret place on the sixth floor. The trick to finding the entrance is to remember Gamp's basic law of transformation.
However, Albert walked around but still could not find a painting, stone sculpture or tapestry related to Gamp's basic law of transformation.
If there is any connection, it is the portrait in front of him.
A wizard can't conjure up delicious food out of thin air... But the wizard in the painting did it...
Albert moved the portrait away, but there was still no secret passage behind it.
Now, he could only wait until Professor McGonagall sent someone to pick him up, or... give up joining the Transfiguration Club. He thought the former had a better chance.
"Is it you, the new member that Professor McGonagall mentioned?" A few minutes later, a red-haired girl came over here, looked Albert up and down, and said the expected words: "Professor McGonagall thought you might be lost, so she asked me to pick you up!"
"I can't find Classroom 21, and I don't see anything related to memorizing Gamp's basic laws of transformation." Albert shrugged helplessly.
"Haven't you found it?" The red-haired girl pointed to the portrait behind Albert. "… Magic can't create delicious food out of thin air."
"I thought this was food summoned by magic." Albert said as he looked at the witch who was using her magic wand to conjure up a large table of magic. In fact, he had thought so before. The key point was where was the entrance to Classroom 21
"You are right." The red-haired girl turned to the witch and said, "We need to enter classroom 21."
The witch nodded at them, and the painting suddenly moved aside, revealing a hole half a person's height in the wall behind the portrait.
"Go in!" said the red-haired girl. "You need to tell the witch to enter classroom 21, and she will open the door for you."
"It's a bit like the Fat Lady, different from the ones that don't require various commands." Albert thought to himself. He stepped through the hole and walked in. There was a staircase going up. After walking for a while, he came to a wooden door with a copper sign hanging on it, which read Classroom No. 21.
However, when he entered, he found that he had really come to a classroom. No, this place didn't look like a classroom at all, but more like... an office.
Albert looked around the classroom, which had 12 sofas of various styles.
"It is said that this was once a professor's office. After it became vacant, it was used by McGonagall as the activity venue for the Transfiguration Club." The red-haired girl who walked into the classroom behind him explained casually.
By the way, Albert always felt that this person had seen the one behind him somewhere.
"The original club only had ten members?"
"Eleventh, there is no seat for you here. You need to conjure up a chair yourself. This is the rule of the club." The red-haired girl said with a smile.
"That's good." Albert muttered, took out the parchment that McGonagall had given him from his pocket, took out his wand and tapped it, "vera verto."
The parchment began to grow, and then an ordinary wooden chair appeared in front of Albert. He put the chair on the ground, thought for a while, took out a candy from his pocket, ate it, and put the candy wrapper on the chair, performing a second transformation.
The candy wrapper turned into a cushion. Albert reached out and pressed it, feeling quite satisfied.
"I finally understand now that Professor McGonagall will invite you to join the club." The red-haired girl said to Albert: "I am Isobel McDougal"
"Albert Anderson." Albert also introduced himself. He thought for a moment and asked, "Excuse me, Katrina McDougal is..."
"My sister. She's in the same class as you," Isobel said.
"No wonder I think you two are so... alike."
"Good evening, Isobel." A senior boy walked into the classroom and looked at Albert and his wooden chair curiously. "Hello, I heard that there is a new member in the club. It's you, right? By the way, your chair is nice!"
"Thanks."
"I dare say you definitely didn't do as well as he did in the first grade!" Another lazy voice sounded, and the members of the Transfiguration Club gradually gathered. The first thing they did when they came in was to be surprised at Albert's age, then looked at Albert's chair, and then said, "Your chair is not bad."
"Sit over here!" A senior girl called out to Albert, "You are from Gryffindor, right? I am from Gryffindor too, and the two guys next to me are also from Gryffindor."
They both smiled at Albert and made an empty seat for him. Albert picked up the chair and sat in the empty seat. Just as he was about to chat with them, Professor McGonagall came in. The first thing the Transfiguration Professor did was to look at Albert's chair and said, "Your chair is nice."
Could this be a nod to his Transfiguration abilities
"Our topic today is the paper that won the Most Promising Newcomer Award in Transfiguration Today." Professor McGonagall handed a copy of Transfiguration Today to Albert. "I suggest you spend some Galleons to subscribe to this magazine."
"I will."
"Professor McGonagall occasionally helps revise the manuscript of 'Transfiguration Today'." The senior student next to Albert whispered.
"First of all, we would like to congratulate Mr. Selwyn for winning the Most Promising Newcomer Award for Transfiguration Today." Professor McGonagall raised her hands and applauded.
Everyone stood up and applauded the skinny boy sitting on a chair two tables away from Isobel.
Secondly, we welcomed a new member, Mr. Albert Anderson. As you can see, Mr. Anderson's talent is indeed amazing, so I made an exception and let him join the club ahead of time.
The applause started again, and there was a very quiet sound from one direction. No need to guess, it was probably from the Slytherin students. After all, Albert also knew that Gryffindor and Slytherin disliked each other.
"Okay, open the magazine, our topic is Animagus..."
Albert was speechless, because he suddenly realized that he could only barely understand the contents here.