If Hogwarts were to be compared to a country, then Maurice Marvin was probably the biggest traitor in the country's history. During his tenure as rector, he implemented many ...... Lesser-understood initiatives, including fee-based extracurricular lectures during the holidays, replacing some wall hangings with sponsors' advertisements, and the most notorious behind-the-scenes dealings in admissions, nearly doubled the number of students enrolled in the school during his tenure.

It's not hard to see in the modern world that this man's business acumen was at least three to five hundred years ahead of his time – and that doesn't change the fact that he's an insatiable villain. Marvin's efforts have helped seven underage wizards who had once been considered Squibs regain their buried talents over the course of twelve years, and have earned valuable funds for the renovation of the Hogwarts schoolhouse, but none of this is anything compared to the damage he has done to the House's reputation.

As a sign of condemnation of him, all magical portraits left behind by Marvin are forbidden to wear fake hoods as they were during his lifetime, and must be shown as bald as they are - one might question why these crucible-playing guys didn't invent a reliable hair growth potion until the 17th century, but I must point out your mistake: they haven't made it to this day.

Marvin's "Dark Ages" brought many changes to Hogwarts, some of which are still having an impact today, but not as bad as they were back then, such as the co-class system of the two houses, which Marvin believes will help stimulate a sense of competition among young people, while reducing the number of employees to save money...... What a bastard, he obviously just wanted to reduce the probability of being voted out of office at the all-faculty meeting.

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Professor McGonagall looked around the classroom. Most classes don't have a hard and fast seating rule, but the students of the two houses chose to stay away from each other as if they instinctively chose to stay away from each other, and sat down in groups near the walls on either side, Hufflepuff on the left and Ravenclaw on the right, as if they couldn't see each other's existence, and only when the skinny boy Ferguel fell out of his chair in a drowsy sleep did everyone laugh in unison.

In a sense, Marvin was right, and having students from different colleges in the same classroom did boost their enthusiasm, but it also exacerbated the already fragile friendship between the colleges. Getting these kids to understand that the students of other branches are their alumni and not enemies is a lengthy process that takes years to imperceptibly – as has always been the case. And in the last decade, Professor Snape's fanning has even made the matter even more difficult.

Speaking of which, Mr. Conna, did you know that the name "Pollack Vergel" means "hapless substitute"? I wonder what kind of parents would give their children such a name, as if they were expecting him to be in misfortune, wouldn't they?

Michael ignored him.

"Classmates." McGonagall drew her wand and tapped it lightly on the corner of the podium, continuing to pick up the hapless ...... I mean Ferguel interrupted, "I've noticed that many of you have picked up the Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration, but you don't need it for this lesson, you must recognize its dangers before you can learn Transfiguration spells. ”

With a wave of her wand, she turned the inkwell on the podium into a sparrow in a wave of exclamation.

"Transfiguration works directly on the target, so if the spell fails, the damage will be more severe. If you go to the infirmary after class and ask Madam Pomfrey, she'll tell you how many students are forced to undergo painful recovery treatment there each year because of their own or their classmates' recklessness - it's much easier to break things than to get them back to their original form, and sometimes it takes a lot of trial and error to get those victims back into human form. ”

The difference between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students is evident from here.

Most of the Hufflepuff students looked dazed when they heard this, and they couldn't seem to imagine what it would be, but on the other hand, the vast majority of the students listened very seriously, and at least they didn't have to worry about anyone making such a dangerous attempt.

Ravenclaw, on the other hand, was in deep thought after listening to it, and they were already trying to explain the phenomena dictated by the professor with their own meager knowledge of magic, and whether the conclusions were right or wrong, these reflections would help them further on the road of Transfiguration in the future - but there were many "good students" who had come to the fore and said that they would definitely take the time to try it after class, and it was conceivable that the infirmary would be very busy today.

- You see, this is one of the disadvantages of the sorting system: students in the same house can easily go to extremes in the same places, and then do stupid things because a group of people encourage each other. This is particularly evident in the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw houses.

At this point, Professor McGonagall was suddenly curious about Neil's reaction, only to find that the latter was still sitting with a smile on his face, and he didn't know whether he had accepted his advice in its entirety or hadn't listened to a word at all.

"Mr. Wan, I heard that the magic system of the region you come from is completely different from what we know, do you have any knowledge or experience about Transfiguration that you can share with everyone?"

Neil's eyes widened slightly, as if he was a little surprised that he would be pushed to the front of the stage at this node, but it didn't stop there, even if the eyes of everyone in the classroom were focused on him for a moment, the smile on his face did not appear any flaws, and it still perfectly presented the essence of what a business smile is.

"Of course, Professor." Although there was no requirement for students to stand up to answer a question, he stood up respectfully and bowed before speaking, "Don't get me wrong, as long as you don't dislike my shallowness, I'm more than happy to share it with you, but to be honest, it's dangerous to give me the right to speak freely in the limited class time - so let's demonstrate it in a more visual way than words." ”

The classroom was silent, and a few students who were far away even stood up involuntarily, craned their necks to see what he wanted to do, and even Professor McGonagall couldn't help but be a little intrigued - the occult spells of the East were not so easy to see, and it was also a good opportunity to get to know Dumbledore without breaking his promise.

Neil snorted the nearly forty-inch-long mahogany sword from his sleeve again, startling the Hufflepuff students who had seen this storage technique for the first time, and then dug his left hand into his pocket, grabbed a handful of black stones with a smooth surface, and scattered them on the table in front of him.

Curious, Michael picked up a pebble that rolled in front of him and looked at the light for a while, but found nothing out of the ordinary, so he had to put it back again.

Neil smiled at his actions, and it occurred to him that he might want to put another bowl or something in front of him, maybe it would bring in some extra income. He pinched the trick with his left hand, held the sword with his right hand and hit a sword flower with a somewhat grotesque trajectory in the air, and then pointed at the stones on the table with the tip of the sword in turn, and did not forget to read the words in his mouth.

"——Wolves, wolves jump off beams, wolves slump their tails to taoguang."

The small stones began to tremble as if they were alive, at first only slightly trembling, then shaking more and more violently, and gradually gathering with each other as if they were magnetic, until finally they completely converged into a black mass the size of a fist. The smooth and hard stone surface has gradually become softer, and it is covered with a layer of oily and slippery black hair that has grown at some point.

Before they knew it, the students, who had been in a circle around the table, held their breath and watched as the small black fur ball stretched out their delicate hands and feet, kicking and trying to stand up, but each time they were only one step away from success, suddenly their legs went limp, and they fell on all fours.

Finally, after many failures, the little thing that couldn't bear it sat on the spot like a tantrum, its nose twitched, and its small mouth opened its baby teeth and cried.

The onlookers suddenly blew up.

"What is this? Cat? ”

"No, it's like a dog—no, it's a wolf cub."

"Oh, it looks so cute!"

Professor McGonagall looked at the little guy who couldn't even stand up, and raised her eyebrows in mixed feelings: "It's very delicate, but unfortunately there seems to be room for improvement in efficiency...... Is this some kind of wolf spell? ”

"Well, not quite strictly speaking, Professor. If translated into English...... Let me think...... Ah, yes, it's more accurate to call it a 'Living Bomb Charm'. ”

It was as if a cold wind had suddenly blown through the classroom, which calmed down the crowd that had been immersed in the cuteness of the young beast just now.

“…… Bomb? I don't know who repeated in a hoarse voice.

"Yes." Neil nodded, and his generous attitude didn't seem to see anything unremarkable about it, "In my hometown, whenever the people of Si Tianlou sound the alarm that the tide of demon beasts is coming, we will make this thing in large quantities and throw it all over the mountains. ”

"Do you use these critters as scouts or something?" A braided Hufflepuff girl asked, crushing her last hope.

"No, miss. The duty of these little creatures is to take advantage of their seemingly non-threatening appearances to lure passing monsters into swallowing them in one gulp. The Daixuan stone that makes up their bodies is a mineral with great energy but extremely unstable properties, and it still retains these characteristics after transformation, and the rest is ...... Well, I'm sure you've all heard the story of a polar bear hunted with a sharp hook wrapped in seal meat as bait, and most animals don't have as strong stomach walls as their skin, even monsters......"

A few of the more imaginative students were already turning pale.

"What...... Is there something wrong with you or are the people there not in their right minds? "Anthony Goldstein was scathingly representing everyone's opinion.

Neil smiled wryly, "Why are you so excited, Mr. Goldstein?" It's not the same Transfiguration that the professor just demonstrated, instead of turning a stone into a real animal, you look at it as if it's trying to stand up with cuteness, but it's not, it's all a 'setting' that I've pre-engraved into the spell - no, this little thing has no self-consciousness at all, so you don't have to be sympathetic to it. Of course, if this causes you any unpleasantness, I myself am more than willing to pay you-"

"Okay, good demo." Professor McGonagall decisively interrupted him to prevent the students who were still emotionally unable to accept this explanation from further escalating the conflict, "Thank you for sharing, Mr. Wan. Ravenclaw plus fifteen points, and you can now make it back to its original state. ”

Neil's expression looked a little embarrassed for the first time.

"In fact...... I can't do it, Professor. As I said earlier, they were created for the sole purpose of dragging the monster that swallowed them on the road, so no one has considered the question of restoring the beast to its original state for hundreds of years - we don't have a corresponding spell. ”

Professor McGonagall's expression looked like she had woken up in the morning to find about fifty thousand cockroaches having dinner in her bedroom.

"But that's okay, I'm pretty sure it only takes a little external stimulation to make it explode on its own, and we can go to the courtyard and find an open place......"

"No!"

Suddenly, the voices of about thirty people coincided perfectly, and McGonagall didn't even notice that she was among them.