late at night.
The day's sun seemed to have dispersed the dark clouds and moisture that had been shrouding Hogwarts Castle recently, and a round full moon hung high in the dark night. The silver-white moon disk is surrounded by dots of bright starlight, as if the entire Hogwarts is covered with a layer of silver-white gauze as light as gauze.
Tonight, Harry did not stay in the common room with Ron and Hermione to do homework as usual. Instead, he returned to the dormitory alone early. A large part of the reason was because Fred and George were in the common room. The lyrics "His eyes are as green as freshly pickled toads" were sung for the thirty-sixth time in the lounge, and there were even a lot of people surrounding them to cheer and accompany them.
Another small part of the reason was that Harry wanted to study Riddle's diary. At this time, he happened to be the only one in the dormitory, and he would not usually have this opportunity.
"If only Wright's suitcase was still here now," Harry thought to himself, "then there would be no need to wait until now."
However, Harry was just thinking about it now. The suitcase had been returned to Wright by Chang Chu during the Christmas vacation. Previously, he, Ron, Hermione, and Chang Chu spent more than a month in the suitcase in order to brew the polyjuice potion.
Harry took out Riddle's diary from his bag. He wanted to wipe the stain on the diary. Because in the morning, Harry wanted to avoid the dwarf who was reading poetry, but he accidentally knocked over his schoolbag, causing ink to spread everywhere.
Harry thought that this diary would be very dirty, but unexpectedly it was still clean and tidy, as if there had never been a drop of ink on it.
"I should have thought of it earlier! This is a magic diary! Maybe this diary can absorb the ink that fell on it!" Such an idea suddenly appeared in Harry's mind.
He hurriedly took out a new bottle of ink, took out a quill, and started writing on it.
Not long after, Harry suddenly felt a flash of light before his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness was absorbed into the diary. That was what happened in the castle one day in June fifty years ago.
Just as Harry on the eighth floor of the castle was embarking on a vivid spiritual journey in his diary, Wright followed the agreement and came to the Transfiguration Professor's office on the second floor of the castle.
After standing quietly in front of the office door for a while, Wright took a deep breath and knocked gently on the door.
"Come in, Wright." Professor McGonagall's unhurried voice came from the door, as if she was not surprised to meet Wright at this time.
In fact, although a large part of today's meeting was initiated by Wright, a small part of the reason was because Professor McGonagall wanted to see if Wright's level of transfiguration could reach the level she required.
After all, the magic she wanted to teach Wright later involved a very, very profound part of transfiguration.
Animagus.
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"Wright, Wright." Professor McGonagall gently read Wright's name twice, but it still didn't seem to be able to completely alleviate her shock. "Originally, I thought that with your talent for transfiguration, you would only be able to do it when you were in the sixth grade. You will be exposed to Animagus magic, and it will take ten years after graduation to become a real Animagus. But I didn't expect you to be able to perform such exquisite disappearance spells and human body transformation spells now. "
"Professor, you are ridiculous." Wright said humbly, and at the same time, he transformed his arm from a giant crow's wing back into shape.
This is the biological transformation that Wright successfully performed after referring to Fat Head's wings countless times in the past month or two.
"But I still have to remind you that Animagus is a very, very profound form of transformation magic, which involves a lot of content." Professor McGonagall said, "Animagus cannot be transformed into any form at will. Any animal, and the character of the changed animal is related to the weight of the wizard. Generally speaking, each wizard can only transform into one kind of animal, and it is a non-magical creature. The transformation of magical creatures will bring terrible and unpredictable negative consequences. ”
"I know, Professor McGonagall." Wright listened quietly to what Professor McGonagall said, and then nodded with a smile.
In fact, Wright knew a lot about Animagus. In his memory, there are also many wizards who control Animagus who can help him gain some knowledge.
What surprised Wright the most was not that James Potter and Sirius became Animagus when they were students (fifth grade to be precise), but that they helped Peter Pettigrew also become an Animagus. Animagus.
Perhaps James Potter's talent for transfiguration is really that high, and the wand made of mahogany, which is most suitable for transfiguration, may also have given him a great help. Wright thought to himself.
Professor McGonagall saw the confidence on Wright's face, and she stopped talking nonsense.
"Okay, Wright, since you have made your decision, I will not say anything to dissuade you." Professor McGonagall said, "Generally speaking, it takes several years to refine an Animagus, and you may encounter many obstacles during it. A lot of failures, but I think you must have considered these.”
Wright nodded.
"Okay then." Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, "It happened that the Mandrake cultivated by Professor Sprout had just emerged from childhood a few days ago, and this is also the most suitable age for the growth of Animagus. ”
"As for the weather," Professor McGonagall glanced at the full moon outside the window, "the weather is great!"
"Pure dew and the pupa of the Grimace Hawkmoth, I can help you advance for the time being..."
"Thank you very much for your kindness, but I believe I can afford the price of these two magic materials." Wright declined Professor McGonagall's kindness.
"Really?" Professor McGonagall paused, "Okay then!" She stood up from the chair, crossed the desk, and walked towards the door, "Then let's go to the second greenhouse now, on a full moon night It’s not easy to wait.”
"Professor, can you wait a moment?" Wright suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Professor McGonagall, "I have a question to ask you."
"Go ahead." Professor McGonagall said, without stopping.
"Is it true that an Animagus can only transform into one kind of creature?" Wright thought about the words, "Also, can a Disguise Magus transform into a magical creature?"
"I'm sorry, Wright. As far as I know, whether they are Animagus or a natural disguised Magus, they can only transform into ordinary non-magical creatures. Although Principal Dumbledore did not His Animagus form has been registered with the Ministry of Magic, but everyone knows that he must know this magic, and there are rumors that his Animagus form is a phoenix, but I don’t know whether it is true or not.”
"Besides." Professor McGonagall said, her voice suddenly changed into a tone that was very familiar to Wright.
Wright turned sharply.
"For some truly skilled transformation masters, it doesn't matter whether they are Disguise Magus or not. They can also use superb human transformation at will, change their appearance, and maintain it with magic power."
Under the moonlight, the other "Wright" looked at Wright's face and said calmly. His black eyes were full of vicissitudes and wisdom that looked down upon the world.