"Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous form of magic you'll ever learn at Hogwarts."

Professor McGonagall said, "Anyone who is mischievous in my class will be asked to go out and never be allowed to come in again, I warned you." [Original]

This is Transfiguration, and it is also Lin An's first magic class at Hogwarts - considering that he wants to conquer the hearts of young wizards in one fell swoop, probably the first class of every house is this kind of practical more than theoretical class.

Compared to beginner spells, Transfiguration doesn't rely on any specific spell at all, and it looks cool.

Especially when Professor McGonagall turned her lectern into a pig with a wave of her hand, and then the wand moved back again, everyone was intrigued.

However, before learning how to use their magic, they first took down a lot of intricate notes.

Professor McGonagall walked around the room with a straight face, but overall, the lesson was a success.

The reason for this is that Slytherin students tend to be quieter.

And this year's freshmen, for some reason, are even quieter than usual.

The boys, including the Malfoy family, were also very humble in their studies, and even occasionally cared about his tablemate Lin, the girl that Professor McGonagall had personally picked up from the Muggle bridge.

She couldn't help but feel relieved.

And the girl who made her look the other way really lived up to her expectations.

Barely needing to be reminded, she had already pulled out a brand new notebook, brushed it and began to take notes.

The images in the notes are vertical and horizontal, and even intertwined with different colors of red, blue and black, which is very eye-catching.

Professor McGonagall is sure: this is a good note-taker!

"But...... Why don't you use quills and parchment? That's going to last longer. ”

Lin An stopped writing, and had a good impression of this wizard who personally led her into the magic world, and smiled at this moment:

"If you had to take a note for each class, the parchment was too heavy and inconvenient to carry. I would summarize it better with a Muggle notebook. ”

"By the time I'm in seventh grade and have a deeper understanding of magic, I'll reorganize these notes on parchment."

But what she actually thinks is: taking notes in class is to improve her ability and deepen her impression, and she needs to write it herself.

If you repeat the summary later, you can use magic to transcribe it.

She vaguely remembered that the wizarding world had this little method.

Professor McGonagall's face couldn't help but soothe.

She carefully read the note again, praised it, and said generously:

"For your serious study and hard thinking, Slytheringa ten."

"So ......"

She gave Lin An a match.

"You remember the notes very well, now you can try to turn this match into a needle."

Unlike magical herbs and potions, Transfiguration and Elementary Spells are the most proficient abilities that Lin An has ever practiced.

Even when she got the hang of it, she was comfortable with these things.

She even thought a little narcissistically, maybe she had some talent in her.

You must know that abandoned bridge hole, and later she even renovated a room under the bridge hole, which has the same furnishings as the dream house in her previous life!

The longest one lasted for three days.

As an adult, although he has a low-key temperament, for the sake of more learning resources, there is no need to score 80 out of 100

So Lin An took the match in his hand, and then tapped the wand in his right hand—

I saw that the thick match changed instantly, and I felt a silver luster.

Professor McGonagall looked closely, and even twisted three needles from her fingertips.

A stout standard steel needle with a needle hole, and a plastic sleeve that even comes with the front of the syringe.

The last stitch was thin, soft and long, trembling on the fingertips.

Lin An smiled, showing a slightly shy appearance:

"I studied my homework very carefully during the holidays - this needle is used by Chinese for acupuncture."

Beside him, Draco looked at the three needles with a little unwillingness, and the envy in his eyes seemed to turn into a substance.

The students behind him gasped, and the next notes became more and more fierce.