Chapter 42: The Patron Saint
Leisurely days always pass quickly, and after a short break, Dialect returns to Hogwarts to continue his student life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
I have to say that after participating in the trial, the changes brought to the dialect are huge. The high-intensity battles and fights made Fang Yan's will even stronger, and his originally slightly mature and stable temperament couldn't help but bring some sharp aura.
As for the changes in dialects, Qiu Zhang, who has been taking classes together, feels that the most obvious is that, in her words, the dialect now feels more attractive than before.
It is worth mentioning that after this trial, Alice's relationship with the dialect has been greatly strengthened and has become much closer. Whenever she had free time, Alice would come to Dialect to discuss magic. Dialects are also happy to discuss with the knowledgeable Alice.
The only person who is dissatisfied with this may be Cho Zhang. For Alice, a girl who is stronger than her in terms of figure and knowledge, is so close to the dialect, she suddenly felt a strong threat coming, and even the eyes that looked at Alice were also undisguised hostile.
Who is Alice? The eldest lady of the Abbot family! She naturally saw Qiu Zhang's hostility towards her, but how could she look at such a yellow-haired girl in her eyes. As a result, whenever the two meet, Cho Chang glares at Alice angrily, while Alice ignores Cho Chang.
This made the dialect a little crying and laughing. You know, this big and one young girl, one is a sister and the other is a sister, and he has no other thoughts at all.
Skipping this vignette, dialects have made considerable progress in other areas. After going through the trials of life and death, the dialect gained more than a little benefit, which was reflected when he tried to practice the Patronus Charm again.
There is a room for requirement.
"Divine Guard!"
No longer an ethereal silver-white smoke, a faint animal silhouette appeared in front of the dialect, but it still seemed illusory and could not be completely condensed.
"It'sβ" Fang Yan looked at his patronus with some delight and some hesitation, "a bird? β
Although it is not very clear, it is supposed to be a bird patron saint in silhouette, and it is not very large.
"Could it be a phoenix?" Fang Yan was a little excited, to be honest, he had been envious of Dumbledore's gorgeous phoenix patronus for a long time, he was beautiful and powerful in appearance, if his patronus was also a phoenix, then it should be Dorafeng.
"No, it shouldn't be!" After thinking about it, Fang Yan shook his head again, putting the guess behind him. The size of this guardian is a little too small, but it is possible for an owl or something, and the gap is a bit too big compared to the phoenix.
"Don't really be an owl, even if it's an eagle or something, the Ravenclaw symbol is an eagle......" muttered the dialect.
"No matter what, the Patronus Mantra has now been successfully cultivated, and all that remains is water grinding, slowly condensing the Patronus into an entity, and finally becoming a full-body physical Patronus. For the next task, you can continue to study the Animagus Transfiguration. β
Cultivation has no time, this sentence is really true. At least the dialect is very deep now. Two months passed without a sound.
During this period of time, the life of the dialect was quite regular, that is, to check the data, to analyze, to write a summary, to conduct experiments, and to fail, to check the data, to analyzeγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» and so on and so on. In order to have more time to study, dialects even stopped studying potions in their hands for the time being, much to the dissatisfaction of Professor Snape, who had been paying attention to dialects recently, and his face darkened a lot during class.
But even if Fang Yan tried so hard, what made him depressed was that he tried many times, and several times he successfully completed the steps before the Animagus Transfiguration, but for some reason, he always failed when it came to the final transformation. For this reason, Fang Yan also entered the hospital several times, causing quite a stir.
In the process of studying dialects, many Hogwarts professors have helped him a lot, especially Professor McGonagall, who specializes in Transfiguration.
When an Animagus Transfiguration experiment failed again, Fang Yan had to wonder if he should ask Professor McGonagall for guidance. In the end, he dismissed the idea. At his current age, the professors wouldn't allow him to learn such a dangerous spell as the Animagus Transfiguration. In a way, this spell is more dangerous than most of the dark arts.
"But I can't ask Professor McGonagall for guidance," Fang Yan touched his chin thoughtfully, "but that doesn't mean I can't ask the professor about Transfiguration, as long as they don't see that I'm practicing Animagus Transfiguration!" β
One day, in a transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall taught her students how to change the shape and color of a teapot. As always, the dialect was the first of all the students to complete it, and Professor McGonagall added two points to the dialect as usual. The other students were used to this, and they had already accepted in their hearts that they were far inferior to dialects, and they would not be surprised to see how much more so. Even Qiu Zhang, who has always been proud of his dialect, now has a breezy expression.
After class, Dialect did not go back to the Ravenclaw break room or to the library as usual, but waited until the end to find Professor McGonagall.
"Professor!" Fang Yan stood in front of the podium and called out to Professor McGonagall as she was about to leave.
McGonagall looked up confusedly, "Mr. Abbot, is there anything else you can do?" β
"Professor, I have some questions about Transfiguration, I wonder if you can help me answer them?"
Professor McGonagall looked at the dialect suspiciously, but nodded, "I'll know everything." β
"Okay, so Professor McGonagall, the question I want to ask is, why is Transfiguration capable of transformation?"
Professor McGonagall's expression was a little confused, and she straightened her glasses, "What does this mean, Mr. Abbott?" I don't quite understand your question. β
The dialect organized the language: "Professor, I mean, why does an object change its shape and color after I recite this mantra?" Where did the excess go? Muggle research has found that the color of an object is determined by its absorption of light, if it absorbs any color of light, it is black, and if it does not absorb any color of light, then it should be white. Is the magic we are learning today changing the nature of light absorption by objects? β
Professor McGonagall thought for a moment, "Yes, the light-absorbing nature of the teapot has indeed been altered. So Mr. Abbot, the question you have is why spells can change the nature of teapots? β
Fang Yan nodded: "Yes, although it is a question about such a basic spell, but I think this question can be raised in all the spells of Transfiguration and even all the spells in the wizarding world, why can spells be like this?" This was also the biggest puzzle in his heart about Transfiguration.
Professor McGonagall frowned, struggling to organize the language, "Oh, Mr. Abbott, you're giving me a big problem, I'm sure no one would have thought that way in the past, I think we're all too used to it. β
"I don't know much about other spells, so I don't dare to make judgments. But when it comes to Transfiguration, I have only one explanation for the question you raised, and that's - magic! (To be continued)