I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

Professor McGonagall's eyes were filled with wonder.

As the most famous transfiguration master in the world and a transfiguration professor at Hogwarts for so many years, she just recalled it in her mind and realized that she had only seen one student like Sean.

It just so happened that that genius had become a parasite on Sean's body some time ago...

There is a big difference between transfiguration and other magics. Professor McGonagall has been on this road for a long time, but precisely because she has walked longer and farther than most people, she has a deeper understanding—— I am still far from the true meaning of transfiguration.

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

From a ferret to a crocodile, although there are still flaws, it can barely be regarded as a successful transformation. As for the cross-species transformation, Sean's transformation was much more difficult than the guinea fowl transforming into a guinea pig 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 summoned creature's transformation difficulty is much higher than that of ordinary transformation.

Professor McGonagall believed that if she provided Sean with a teaching creature, his transformation would be a perfect success.

Looking down at Sean, who was still wondering why the crocodile teeth had not been successfully transformed, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but use a stern tone: "First, the image construction is not perfect enough. When you build the transformed image in your mind, you must pay too much attention to appearance. Now, touch the crocodile claw. If I guessed correctly, the bottom should still be as soft as a ferret claw."

Sean touched the crocodile's claw after hearing this. It was exactly as Professor McGonagall said. The bottom of the crocodile's claw, which should have been rough with some toughness and hardness, was too soft.

Professor McGonagall continued: "Second, the magic output is too strong. You are eager to make the ferret deform quickly. You should slow down the magic output in details, but you ignored this."

Sean recalled the magic power fluctuations in his body just now, and then he was surprised to find that Professor McGonagall was absolutely right. The part that should have been prioritized was a little too hard. He was immersed in the magic power output and fluctuations at the time, and could not help but ignore it. these details.

Sean, who was quite confident at first, lowered his head in shame. He said sincerely: "Professor, you are right. I looked back carefully and found my mistake. I'm sorry, I told you just now that I have mastered it." I made a rough idea, but I ended up making this mistake. If you hadn’t reminded me, I might have stayed on the wrong path for a longer time.”

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

The corners of Professor McGonagall's eyes trembled slightly, and then she smiled, but she still said in an encouraging tone: "It's good that you can find out in time. Remember, respect the art of transformation, even the simplest transformation. It takes a lot of concentration."

"I understand, Professor." Sean nodded solemnly.

Professor McGonagall waved her magic wand, and the crocodile, which had not completely transformed, turned back into a ferret and disappeared into the air: "I will be assessed in my office in half a month."

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

The middle-aged witch was still stern, but relief flashed in her eyes: "Sean, sometimes you are too modest, or in Professor Dumbledore's words, you are too cautious. I have always been strict with my students, and I am very strict with you and 'Jumpers' like Miss Granger are more strict, but I must say-"

"You did very well."

It feels so satisfying to be praised by a strict teacher like Professor McGonagall... Sean showed a big smile: "Thank you, Professor."

"Take the assessment for half a month. 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 confused, but he still thought about it carefully and replied: "After all, the time span is too long. It would be irresponsible for me to agree to you now. Professor, I must say, although looking at the two time periods at present, I don’t have any courses, but I can’t guarantee whether I will be free in my personal schedule after half a year. Of course, as long as I don’t have anything very urgent to do by then, if you have any requests, please tell me directly and I will definitely do my best. go."

This 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 good."

After praising her, she continued: "I predict that you will be able to complete the fifth-grade course by yourself by then. Your basic skills have always been excellent, so I hope that you can be my teaching assistant and teach the first-grade and fifth-grade students for me." Second grade students have one class per week.”

Sean nodded suddenly. Without Voldemort's killing activities, the number of wizards in this world has increased significantly. Coupled with the accident in Nurmengard during the 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 overwhelmed.

This is normal. There are thousands of students in Hogwarts, but only a few professors, and each person is responsible for teaching seven or five grades. The workload is beyond imagination - I don’t know if Dumbledore has given any instructions. Professors get a salary increase...

Sean thought for a while and nodded: "Professor, I am willing to share some simple teaching tasks with 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 look forward to cooperating with you in half a year. Don't worry, the school will pay you according to the salary level of a teaching assistant, and I personally promise that if you have If you have any questions about transfiguration, you can come to me."

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

Salary is a trivial matter. He has plenty of gold Gallons. The key lies in Professor McGonagall's teaching of transfiguration. Just the notebook from when the other party was young has benefited him a lot.

After saying good night to Professor McGonagall, Sean left. Of course, the original goal of this trip - to find Dumbledore, was in vain again, and Sean felt that Dumbledore might have to hide from him for a while longer. It's been a while.

After walking 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 class 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 that Dumbledore left in a hurry after the dinner. He must not have wanted to see you. You will probably be back after a while - she guessed it right, yeah!"

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

Hermione looked at him suspiciously: "At the end of last semester, someone said that there was no need to study in depth a course like divination that relies purely on talent, but he changed his mind over the summer vacation?"

"Okay, I admit it - it's mainly about being in class with you, shouldn't it be touching, Miss Granger?"

Hermione raised her neck proudly: "I am not moved by Mr. Wallop who is so cheap and does not speak the truth."

"It breaks my heart when you say that." Sean deliberately looked sad.

Before Hermione could reply, Daisy rushed to answer: "Hermione said, you are so annoying when you are pretending, and I want to punch you when I look at it - I must add, I don't think it is that annoying, but It’s really not very flattering.”

Hermione rolled her eyes at her: "Thank you for your addition, Miss Potter."

"You're welcome~"

Sean nodded with great relief: "Daisy, you finally learned to resist Hermione's 'tyranny'. I'm very happy when you stand on my side."

Hermione snorted: "Daisy, give me back my second grade notes."

The little white flower immediately hugged Hermione's arm, and then raised a harmless eyebrow at Sean: "Hermione is right, you nuisance!"

"You rebel too quickly, don't you?"

"You were more flattering than me when you wanted to copy Hermione's History of Magic notes at the end of the term!"

"Ahem... everything Hermione said 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 number of students with wrinkled faces in front of the wooden door.

Sean raised his eyebrows. The small open 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. Even the steps going up were full of people.

Are you stumped by the knocker issue? Sean was a little curious.

This situation rarely occurs in Ravenclaw. Most of the questions asked by the door knocker are subjective questions, and the answers to the questions are not unique. Ravenclaw students only need to provide answers that represent their own thoughts to pass.

Don't underestimate the wisdom of the eaglets. They can do brain teasers, logical reasoning, and philosophical thoughts with ease.

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 occasion" is rare once a year.

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

Hermione whispered behind him: "Did the door knocker have another math problem?"

"Guess so……"

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

Regardless of whether they come from a Muggle family or a wizarding family, the British's mathematics level is "amazing". The answers to difficult questions can be answered at the word's mouth, while some simple mathematics problems take a long time to calculate on their fingers.

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

However, it is not incomprehensible when you 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 to accurately use and understand place value...

It just so happens that most wizards, including Ravenclaws, hate learning mathematics.

And this is Ravenclaw, who pursues the knowledge he wants while never discriminating against his eccentric classmates. In their view, people who like to study black magic and people who like to study "whether magic affects the length of wizards' armpit hair" are on the same level...

Knowledge is paramount (cross out) The knowledge you like is paramount to you! (√)

Of course, the maverick eaglets always have the same traits - they're smart, curious and... don't like math.

However, the knocker rarely asks math questions, and the eaglets agree that the knocker doesn't bother asking math questions—except when it is in a bad mood and wants to embarrass the students.

When Sean squeezed through, the thinking 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 Penelo Crivat.

"Hey Penelo," Sean greeted.

Penello waved listlessly. Apparently, in front of the new students, she felt a little embarrassed that the old students couldn't 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 some of the answers are passable, but the door knocker doesn't respond...Oh my god, it's so embarrassing. This is the first time I've been trapped in the Ravenclaw common room for twenty minutes!"

She gave up her position angrily and said dejectedly: "Shawn, try it. You usually have so many clever ideas."

"Please allow me to correct you. That's called resourcefulness. I was the one who answered the question about Thestrals and the Eight-legged Spider last time."

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

Shawn shrugged, then stepped forward and pulled the knocker.

The Bronze Eagle opened his mouth, but, as Penello said, the usually ethereal and emotionless voice was particularly weird today.

The speed of speech has obviously become faster. If you listen carefully, you can always feel that Yingshou is a little unhappy. He is no longer an emotionless questioning machine, but like a rebellious cub who is unhappy but still wants to complete the task.

Is Ying Shou entering the period of youth rebellion? Sean muttered and thought about the question he just raised.

"What does it mean to have everything? How does it mean to lose everything?"

Weird question...

Sean dragged his cheeks and began to think. There is no accurate answer to this kind of question. Everyone's mood, state, and way of thinking are different, so the answers they give must be completely different.

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

The two girls following him were also thinking. 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 have lost it, you will lose it."

The door knocker was silent.

Hermione also tried to answer: "Having and losing are normal. Having or losing depends on your current state?"

Still no movement.

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

"Is that boy Sean Wallop, who the seniors say is very powerful and handsome?" Suddenly a first-year student asked his companion in a low voice.

Sean: "..."

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