070. Professor Dumbledore's Small Class
"Puppets are essentially the first type I classify, because they can only perform repetitive mechanical movements when they leave my control."
Scott continued.
"It's just that compared to this sparrow, the puppet's actions have one more basis for judgment, and that is time."
His gaze turned to the dancing puppets.
"In my vision, 'works' with a certain degree of autonomy belong to the second type. This Transfiguration 'Piece' doesn't need to be controlled by a wizard at all times, and its usefulness will be greatly improved. ”
He said with some distress: "It's a pity that I haven't found the trick in this area." ”
With that, he looked at Dumbledore, waiting for his evaluation.
Dumbledore smiled and nodded, "You're saying a good job, Scott. ”
He gestured to the sparrow that Fred had caught in his hand.
"I can tell you have a solid grasp of the fundamentals of Transfiguration."
"That's what I've been doing." Scott was not modest, "I think it's important to know the basics, and it's about how far I can go in the future." ”
Dumbledore looked at him appreciatively, "You're right. To be honest, I've never seen a little wizard like you, because the other kids are always in a hurry to pursue spells that seem more powerful. ”
He winked at the three boys, "But I want to tell you." Wizards are not only powerful because of the spells they master, but also because of their great magic. ”
All three of Scott nodded in response.
Dumbledore didn't seem to care if they understood him, and he turned to Transfiguration.
"Transfiguration is also my best magic, and I was the Transfiguration teacher of your Professor McGonagall when she was in school." He spoke in a tone of reminiscence, and sighed.
"Unfortunately, since I became the principal of this school, I have become more and more busy, and I no longer have time to teach students."
Scott watched as he picked up the cup and took a sip of the over-sweetness of the black tea, then smacked his lips.
"I don't know if I'm still proficient in class, let me think about it...... Where to start? ”
Scott waited quietly for him to "go to class", but he picked up a small biscuit, smeared it with a lot of sweet jam, stuffed it into his mouth, and then chewed it while wandering.
“……”
Scott felt some discomfort in his throat, and quickly picked up his unfrequented black tea and took a sip.
It wasn't until the spoon in George's hand accidentally touched the plate and made a crisp sound that Dumbledore suddenly came to his senses.
"Where did we just go?"
He behaved like a real old fool.
George and Fred looked at each other, the two of them hadn't been paying attention at all.
Scott put down the teacup in his hand, "Transfiguration for dead objects, a way to make Transfiguration 'works' have the ability to act autonomously, Professor." ”
"Oh, yes!"
Dumbledore nodded knowingly.
He looked at Scott, "Have you asked Professor McGonagall that question?" Scott. ”
"Nope." Scott shook his head, "That should be the advanced knowledge of Transfiguration, and I wasn't in a hurry about it until then. ”
He smiled, "I always feel that if I go at my own pace like this, I will do it one day." ”
"You're right." Dumbledore nodded again.
And then he asked, "Have you changed your mind now?" ”
"I think ......"
Scott looked at the two cheerful puppets again, and the two of them seemed to be tired of dancing, and were sitting on the ground resting.
"I seem to understand something after reading the Professor's magic, but I still lack some inspiration." He whispered, almost muttering, "There was something I hadn't thought of." ”
At this point, Dumbledore tapped the rim of the cup with a spoon to bring Scott back to his senses.
"You're a Transfiguration genius, Scott."
His expression was slightly serious.
"I want to remind you." His tone was soft, "No matter what magic you use, you have to pay a price. ”
"The price?" It was the first time Scott had heard such a statement.
Even the Weasley twins stopped eating snacks.
Dumbledore was relaxed again.
He smiled and said, "Yes, whether it's chanting a spell, drawing a wand, consuming mana, or even strengthening your faith, it's the price of using magic. ”
With that, he and Scott looked at each other.
Scott was thoughtful.
Next, he didn't ask any more questions, but was completely immersed in thought.
Dumbledore talked to the twins about something amusement, and he was amused by the two mischievous boys from time to time.
When Scott came back to his senses and listened for a while, he realized that George and Fred had unknowingly told all the pranks they had done.
The joyful tea time was soon over, at least happy for the twins.
Dumbledore never asked them about the details of what happened two days ago, and talked to them very kindly and humorously.
Add to that delicious food and drink, and what could be happier than that?
As they left, Dumbledore said to Scott, "I don't think you should tell you the answer directly, those gifted students don't need to be deliberately taught, and their own thinking is often more useful." ”
Although praised as a genius, Scott didn't know whether he should be happy or not.
"But I can give you a hint." Dumbledore said again.
Scott immediately looked at him expectantly.
"Remember, magic is the power of believing."
Dumbledore said mysteriously.
Scott was touched and got up and bowed to Dumbledore.
"Thank you for your teaching, Professor Dumbledore."
He said respectfully.
Dumbledore smiled happily.
When the three of Scott left the principal's office and returned to the third floor, George and Fred immediately held hands with each other and happily began to tap dance.
They also sang out of tune one by one.
"Oh! We became ......"
"...... for afternoon tea with Dumbledore"
"Weasley Brothers......"
"We share the ...... of food"
"Talking and laughing and ......"
"From now on, ......"
"Mom can't ...... either"
"Feel free to criticize us ......"
Scott couldn't help but splash a basin of cold water on them when he saw their smug looks.
He said slowly, "I remember, you just told all the pranks you did at school. ”
The twins' singing and dancing immediately came to an abrupt end.
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
They stared at each other for a moment, then suddenly became frustrated, and then angrily blamed each other.
"It's all your fault!"
"It's your fault!"
"You talk a lot!"
"You said it first!"
Scott shook his head, waved at the two arguing, and turned to leave.
"Scott!"
"Don't go!"
The two immediately chased after him, one of them put one hand on each of Scott's shoulders, and began to cry loudly.
"Help us figure it out! Dumbledore knew too much! We have lost our mystery with him! ”
"If Dumbledore tells Professor McGonagall, we'll be done!"
Scott was indifferent and even wanted to laugh.
"Looks like you're going to need to overhaul your shenanigans." In an encouraging tone, he said, "Come on, guys, I believe in you!" ”
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