Being insinuated by her, Hoffa's face was not very good-looking, he picked up his wand and gently tapped the small wooden block in front of him, he thought of a wooden sword in his heart.

Magic flowed from his wand, and Hoffa used his mind control to instill it in the wood. Suddenly, he had a magical sensation, it felt like grabbing a piece of plasticine out of thin air.

Under the influence of magic, the wood seems to have a strong plasticity.

I see, purpose and structure?

Hoffa knew this, and he closed his eyes directly. In his mind, he thought of a cold and shining blade.

The wood began to elongate, elongate, and flatten under Hoffa's psychic manipulation.

During the change, Hoffa frowned.

No, there are not enough details, but the blade of the sword can't be called a sword yet.

So he began to think carefully about the shape of the hilt of the sword, the shape of the gauntlet.

Above the table, the small wooden sword became more and more decent, at first it was just a rough embryo, and slowly, the patterns on the hilt were slowly carved.

Miranda whispered a word of admiration, while Aglaia muttered disdainfully, "There's still something......

After completing the carving, Hoffa opened his eyes and looked at the small sword in front of him, without much joy on his face.

Miranda exclaimed, "It's yours, you did it!"

Hoffa shook his head and closed his eyes again, he always felt that something was wrong.

You know, he still wants to transform into an Animagus, and just turning wood into a wooden sword is not enough!

Think about it, what is the difference between this and taking plasticine to pinch out a rubber sword, the essence of the wooden sword is still wood, and there is no change in the slightest. It's not magical at all, it's not magical at all.

Essence, change, goal.

The key words Dumbledore said swirled around in Hoffa's head.

No, the sword should be made of iron, the goal of the sword should be to kill, and the wooden sword should only be used as a toy.

So Hoffa concentrated his mind and completely immersed himself in the current wooden sword, trying to perceive more details.

However, no, his spirit could feel every fiber of wood, but he still could not feel the essence of wood. Not to mention change.

Isn't the spirit enough?

Hofa frowned, and suddenly, he thought of the meditation method of the Milarepa Walker. Meditation uplifts the spirit.

Hoffa opened his eyes and looked around, and the people around him were struggling to deform the wood. Nobody cares about themselves in the corner.

He emptied his mind, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state.

At this moment, his spirit was magnified exponentially under the effect of meditation, and if he wanted to, he could perceive the whole inside the classroom without using his eyes.

But Hoffa didn't, and his whole spirit was immersed in the wooden sword. To discover the essence of wood.

The powerful spirit is like a spider web, a thread penetrates into the wooden sword, and the spirit penetrates the fibers, through the cells, through the nucleus, and finally to the essence of organic matter.

It was as if there was a loud bang in the head.

The black and white world suddenly became colorful, and it was as if he had come to another dimension. Countless tiny particles swirled and changed around him, and endless colors remixed and spread out in front of him.

The magic took Hoffa to gallop through a completely unknown world, and a new world of Transfiguration opened up in front of Hoffa, and he felt joy. He felt the power to control everything!

That's right, that's it!

......

In the real world, the wooden sword in front of Hoffa suddenly exploded into powder, completely dissipating into the air.

Miranda on the side looked slightly solemn.

Aglaia smiled smugly, she thought to herself, this idiot, just turned the sword away!

In the classroom, Dumbledore, who was correcting a student's mistake in front of the podium, turned his head and looked into the corner.

A strong spiritual force suddenly appeared in the classroom!

Tom Riddle on the other side of the room frowned, he felt something.

Dumbledore put down what he was doing and walked briskly to the corner. All eyes followed him.

Coming to the corner, Dumbledore saw Hoffa, his eyes closed.

In the next second, Hoffa raised his wand.

In the air, a glimmer of metallic light appeared.

In everyone's shocked eyes.

The metallic light quickly arranged and combined, forming the blade, the handguard, and the hilt.

Dumbledore's blue eyes widened.

The cold glittering blade showed that it was entirely a metal sword, not a wooden sword.

Miranda's mouth opened wide in disbelief.

Aglaia's face turned pale, and she slammed down on the table and stood up.

The students around them all turned their heads to watch this magical scene happen.

They had no idea what this was going on, only to see a metal sword appear out of thin air.

But Dumbledore knew that the boy in front of him had actually changed the nature of things!

When the change was complete, Hoffa opened his eyes with a pale face, his eyes full of joy, and he grabbed the sharp little sword in front of him.

He did it! He used Transfiguration to change the nature of things, and that's magic!

Dumbledore clapped his hands heartily, and soon, the surrounding students also clapped their hands. They don't know why, but they just feel amazing.

Tom Marvolo stood up, looked at the Ravenclaw table with a frown, and muttered in disbelief, "Hofa ......!?"

Hoffa, who was silent in the joy of the completion of the change, was startled by the applause, and when he looked up, he saw that he was already surrounded by people. One by one, they applauded.

What's going on, isn't that basic?

Dumbledore pulled Hofa up without saying anything, looking at him like a rare treasure. Then he snatched the little sword that Hoffa had conjured, raised it high, and said in an admiring tone:

"Over-fulfilled, over-fulfilled, Hoffa! I've never seen a first-grader do this. It's so good that the last person who could make such a change was Nick Lemay more than 500 years ago, with Ravenclaw plus 50 points. ”

He was so happy that he didn't even want to look at other people's works.

This made Aglaia so angry that she walked out in a rage as soon as she got out of class, throwing her carved wood tree in the trash.

After class, Hoffa also tried to leave the classroom, but Dumbledore stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Hoffa. ”

Hoffa stood still, the crowd walked past him, and the Ravenclaw classmates all patted him on the shoulder excitedly. Words of encouragement were spoken to him, but Hoffa saw Tom Riddle rub shoulders with himself with a gloomy face, and as he passed by, he heard an indiscernible whisper.

"Really good, Hoffa. ”

After the classroom was gone, Dumbledore pointed to the table in front of him, and Hofa sat down puzzled.

Dumbledore looked at the earrings on Hoffa's ears and smiled, "Looks like you're getting along well with the elves." ”

Thinking of Indor, Hoffa could only scratch his head, "It's okay, I just can't take it off." ”

"Why take it off, it's a gift from a friend. ”

As he spoke, Dumbledore pulled up a stool and sat down, his fingers crossed, his expression becoming a little serious.

"You just acted dangerously, you know?"

Hoffa chuckled in his heart, a little puzzled.

Dumbledore handed the sword back to Hoffa, and said solemnly, "Can you still turn the sword back?"

Hoffa stared at the wooden sword for a moment, and suddenly his face turned pale, he knew why Dumbledore had left him. He understands the structure of metal atoms, but not the structure of trees, and he can't change it back at all.

Dumbledore folded his arms and whispered, "Be careful, Hoffa, be careful." I've seen too many gifted shapeshifters who aren't cautious enough.

You have very strong spiritual gifts, but you have to remember that changing the structure of things, not the essence of things, can easily get lost in the ecstasy and impulses that come with change.

It seems to me that you have just completed a step of irreversible change, if the object of your change is not a piece of wood, but yourself. You're completely lost. ”

Hoffa looked at Dumbledore's sharp blue eyes and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Dumbledore straightened up and tapped the metal sword with his wand.

The metal sword slowly turned back into a small wooden block.

"Remember, a true shapeshifter must not only be able to turn stones into gold, but also be able to turn gold into stones. ”

Dumbledore's words scared Queen Hoffa for so long that when he walked out of the classroom, there was still some cold sweat on his back.

Indeed, the moment he completed his transformation, he was indeed almost carried away by joy. At that moment, he even felt that the transformation into Animagus was close at hand.

But now it seems that he still has a long, long way to go.

The other students were unaware of Dumbledore's warning to Hoffa, and they were all talking about Ravenclaw having a student who was good at Transfiguration. The Ravenclaw students treated Hoffa as heroes, and although Professor Goshawk deducted them seventy points, Dumbledore added 50 points, and as they came and went, the points were almost canceled out.

But unlike the rest of her classmates, Aglaia's attitude towards Hoffa became increasingly unfriendly.

Whenever she wants, all she gives Hofa is a stinky face.

During their herb class on Tuesday, she deliberately replaced the fungus in Hoffa's care with a pot of man-eating flowers to see him make a fool of himself, but the Hufflepuff director, Hepagra Billley, reminded him in time that he was useless. Otherwise, his nose would have been ripped off by that horrible pot.

During her astronomy class on Wednesday, she laughed at Hofa in public for confusing Europa with Europa.

Hoffa felt that this little girl might not have suffered a loss since she was a child, and suddenly encountered a blow. So she holds a grudge against herself, but the more she is like this, the more Hoffa ignores her. Just think she's a clown.

He goes to class in the morning during the day and meditates in the breeze in the common room in the evening.

If he had some free time, he would go to the library and look for a way to spell out the Illusion Charm.

Unfortunately, there is a limited area for younger students to wander around the library, with only a few basic theory books. There is no specific spell book at all.

If you can't find a way to hide, you can't explore Hogwarts on a grand scale.

But Hoffa wasn't in a hurry, anyway, there was time. If it weren't for Aglaia's ability to respond to him, he would have felt that life at Hogwarts should not be too perfect.

The lull lasted until Thursday.

There is a flying lesson on Thursday.