Transfiguration is a rather unscientific form of magic.

All right...... While all magic is magical, that's why they're called magic.

Elena knew very well how pale her little knowledge was in the face of unreasonable magic.

Any attempt to interpret magic based on the results of stereotypical Muggle research is a foolish attempt to bring on oneself, and when such a thing happens to a witch, it may be twice as funny.

Perhaps for most young wizards, a cat becomes a human, or a person becomes a cat, is just another magical magic...... Isn't it a matter of course that wizards have the ability to shapeshift?

But for Elena, she couldn't agree more with Professor McGonagall that Transfiguration is undoubtedly the most mysterious and advanced discipline in the entire wizarding world - because it seriously violates the conservation of energy, there is no magical consideration, and both sides of the equation are defined as subjective will rather than objective physical existence.

Conservation of energy, this is not an arbitrary law.

It is derived from the derivation of the quantum Hamiltonian function, which is a mathematical law based on mathematical unity, rather than a physical law based on repeated experiments and observations.

You know, breaking the conservation of energy means creating faster-than-light communication, denying the inevitability of entropy increase, and implying that some of the most fundamental mathematical laws used to explain the existence of the universe are seriously fallacious......

When everything a person believes is falsified by facts, it is actually a rather difficult emotion to accept.

Now in front of Elena, there are only three paths left: completely forget the past and accept reality again like a blank sheet of paper, fall into self-isolation and put reality in a cage like Don Quixote, and finally ...... Try to find the right balance between the two.

"Well, thank you for your comments. Maybe we should start to turn our attention back to the classroom. ”

After a brief moment of surprise, Professor McGonagall turned grim and spoke quickly and calmly.

As a professor who has been teaching at Hogwarts for thirty-five years, Minerva McGonagall has always found the right way to deal with any accidents in the classroom, and she will not be disrupted by such a small accident.

In fact, after listening to Elena's explanation at the door, Professor McGonagall found that the white-haired ball's learning ability and difficulty were perhaps much higher than she expected.

Not even a seventh-grader might be able to explain and discern the current state of the Animagus as accurately as Elena—even if part of it may have come from the fact that she had appeared in the form of the Animagus in her cottage on Loch Lomond two months earlier, it was still remarkable.

What's more, putting aside personal emotions, although it seems that Elena inadvertently preempted the opening sentence just now, I have to admit that this little witch's cognition of the Transfiguration class does have a high degree of compatibility with her.

"It seems that she is not quite the same as the problem students...... Professor McGonagall thought.

Glancing at Elena who was sitting obediently in the front row, she drew her wand and tapped lightly on the lectern beside her.

The wooden lectern, which seemed to be some years old, immediately shook and made a strange humming sound.

The next moment, the lectern turned into a white and fat Yorkshire pig, shaking its head and standing beside Professor McGonagall.

"Wow, this pig looks so good, I'm going to learn this." ”

Elena's eyes lit up, and she subconsciously swallowed her saliva and muttered quietly.

Yorkshire pigs, also known as "British white pigs", have more litters, fast growth, high feed utilization, high lean meat ratio, darker color than ordinary pork, good fat distribution and moist taste, whether it is used to make cured meat or braised meat, it is quite a good choice.

As Elena's voice rang out, Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow and waved her wand again.

"Roar!"

The big white pig, who was arching its nose and sniffing in place, pounced forward violently, turning into a majestic male lion, letting out a deafening roar, and intentionally or unintentionally, the male lion landed right in front of Elena.

In the face of the terrifying beast, most of the young wizards sitting in the first row screamed and shrank back......

Elena felt Hannah's hands grip her arm tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and the short nails on the girl's fingers pierced her arm slightly, and there was a faint feeling of pain.

“Rua!”

Without half a second of hesitation, Elena narrowed her eyes and gave a milky roar in response, then picked up the desk in front of her, spun in a graceful arc in the air, and smashed into the lion in front of her.

Syllable!

Before everyone could react, the heavy wooden desk made a whistling sound through the air, slamming into the lion's mouth with a tooth-weeping sound.

The lion, who was still showing off his might a second ago, was like being hit head-on by a speeding truck, and his huge body flew sideways, under the gaze of the whole class, he crossed an irregular arc, and finally landed on the corner of the right side of the classroom.

Bang!

As the lion's body landed heavily on the ground, its golden fur and massive size quickly faded back into its original lectern appearance — well, the remains of the lectern to be exact.

Click, click......

Boom la la la......

The lectern, which seemed to be decades old, let out a final mournful cry, scattered into a pile of scattered pieces of wood, and quietly piled up in a corner of the classroom.

Grunt~

There was a faint sound of swallowing in the classroom, followed by an eerie silence.

"That...... It seems to have pushed a little too hard. ”

Looking at the pile of wood on the side of the classroom, and then at Professor McGonagall with a blue face, Elena blinked and stuck out her tongue a little embarrassed, "Conditioned, conditioned, this time it really wasn't intentional. ”

"Hmm? ”

Minerva McGonagall's wand froze in mid-air, staring at the desk still held in Elena's hand, and nodding stiffly like a robot - it was the first time she had encountered such a situation in all her years of teaching, and she was a little confused for a while.

Noticing Professor McGonagall's gaze, Elena quickly put down the desk in her hand, scratched her cheek, and looked around at the students in the classroom who were also in a sluggish state, and said curtly.

"You can all testify to me, this time it was definitely the podium that did it first. ”

Anyway, throw the pot out first...... This time it was really justified defense, and she didn't want to be kicked out of the classroom just after class.

Hannah Abbott: "......"

Professor McGonagall: "......"

Class: "......"

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