In the room, Evan opened the thick magic book, turned to the page of Animagus, and rechecked all the steps and points of the transformation.

After confirming that it was correct, he took a deep breath, picked up the enchantment potion and drank it with his head up.

Like a glass of spirit, the dark golden potion had just been swallowed, and a powerful magical force began to appear in the body, becoming stronger and faster.

The magic is like a rushing river, constantly gushing out of his body, flowing with the blood and changing all over Aiwen's body.

In a breath, he could feel a radical change in his body.

Now, his body was filled with restless power, and the magic began to spill out uncontrollably. This reminded Evan of his first magical riot when he was five years old, and he thought he had some superpowers.

But the feeling was short-lived, far less intense than this time.

After barely holding on for another five seconds, Evan felt that he had reached his limit, the magic in his body made him very uncomfortable, and he couldn't continue any longer, he had to use magic to vent these powers, otherwise he would be swelled to death by magic.

"Animagus!" Evan snorted.

As soon as he finished speaking, his body quickly began to change.

Powerful magic burst out in an instant, and everything in the room flew upside down under the impact of magic power.

Even Dobby, who had been guarding the door, felt the power of this violent magic, and he quietly opened the door a crack, and looked at Evan, who was sitting inside, in horror, because he was afraid, his hands clutched the doorknob, and his two bulb-like eyes were staring at him like never before.

In the center of the room, Aven's muscles were squirming and trembling, like a soft mud monster, his entire body rapidly deforming and softening.

Similar to the feeling he felt when he took the compound decoction last semester, Evan felt that his skin, blood, and bones were melted all over his body.

But this stimulation was much stronger than the compound decoction, and the severe pain that followed almost made him faint, and Evan gritted his teeth and told himself that he must persevere, if he fainted now and failed, then everything would be wasted.

He focused all his attention and tried to control the irascible magic in his body.

At his insistence, his body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye and began to change in the direction of the animal.

His bones had become strange, black fur had appeared on the surface of his skin, and a pair of large furry ears had grown on his head.

About twenty minutes later, there was no longer half a figure in Aven's bedroom.

The magic of restlessness gradually settled, and the effect of the potion of magic gradually waned. Knowing that he had succeeded, Evan shook his head and found that his hands had turned into black claws, and everything in the room had become very high.

Although it is not clear what the animal is transformed into itself, it is certainly not large.

Evan silently recalls the introduction of the Animagus in the book: Animagus transformation is usually limited to non-magical creatures, because the magic of wizards is fundamentally different from the magic of magical creatures, and if it turns into magical creatures such as phoenixes, dragons, and eagle-headed horses, winged beasts, etc., it will have unpredictable consequences.

In addition, Animagus did not change into any kind of animal at random, and the animal that changed was necessarily related to the personality and weight of the spellcaster.

Evan was already relatively thin, so it was not surprising that he had become a relatively small animal.

The key is in terms of personality, he considers himself to be a more cautious type.

"Small non-magical creatures, cautious character, oh my God, I'm not going to be like Peter Pettigrew and turn into a mouse!" Evan sank, his heart sank, it was the worst possible outcome.

What he hopes most is to become a bird, which is the most convenient, but considering his strong fear of heights, this is not very likely. But as long as it's not a mouse, any other animal can do it. Even because he was from China before the crossing, he thought that he might become a panda!

But with this size now, there is definitely nothing possible for a panda, maybe it will be

While Evan was thinking, Dobby, the house-elf, approached the room tremblingly, and he looked at Evan in horror and cautiously approached him.

"Oh my God, my husband has turned into a black cat!"

"What, I became a black cat?!" Evan struggled to look back, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that he hadn't turned into a mouse.

A black cat, this result was unexpected.

In the wizarding world, the black cat has been regarded as a symbol of exorcism since ancient times, and it is very significant. Black cats are generally believed to have strong magical powers, and Evan has consulted all the recorded Animagus for nearly a thousand years, and none of the wizards have become black cats.

"Mr. Evan Mason's magic is wrong, Dobby doesn't know what to do!Stupid Dobby, useless Dobby, Dobby has to do something!" Dobby screamed loudly, pulling his ears hard.

"No, Dobby, I'm in a very good situation, you don't have to do anything, you don't have to punish yourself. ”

Ai Wen hurriedly said, but when his words came out, it was a few meows.

"Dobby knows, Mr. Evan Mason must go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries!" Dobby lunged at Aven, "Dobby must save Evan Mason." ”

Hearing that Dobby was trying to save himself, and thinking of what Dobby did to save Harry last semester, Aven's hair stood upside down, and he didn't want to die at the hands of a house-elf.

Because he had just taken the magic potion and completed his first transformation, his mana consumption was serious, and he couldn't change back to his original state in a short period of time, so he could recover as long as he rested for a while.

But looking at Dobby's meaning, he didn't intend to give him time to recover at all.

Evan hurriedly drank Dobby, still meowing a few cat meows, which made him look completely cute, and he hurriedly jumped to the side to avoid Dobby.

Damn, dare to ask what can a black cat be used for other than selling cute?!

With feline instincts, Evan found himself very agile, and he dodged Dobby several times, but when he saw Dobby holding out his fingers and preparing to use magic, he knew something was wrong.

Evan meowed, jumped onto the balcony, and escaped through the open window.

It was a strange feeling, and Evan was like a real cat, and he jumped up to the first floor smoothly along the windowsill without any injuries.

Seeing Dobby running out with him, Evan didn't delay, ran forward with a puff of smoke, and after crossing a corner, he quickly hid behind a trash can.

Seconds later, he watched as Dobby chased down the street with wide, teary eyes, not noticing himself hiding at all.