On June 7, thunder and wind and rain raged.

Professor McGonagall felt a little uncomfortable, turned into a cat, and lay comfortably on the warm cushion by the fireplace in her office. The Animagus loved to do this – to become animals when they were most relaxed.

End the last session, in the last muddy herbal lesson.

Harry took Hermione and Ron and disappeared into the deep rain and walked all the way to the beating willows.

This secret passage has never been set foot on.

The beating willow is an extremely dangerous and magical plant.

Professor Sprout will only use seedlings in his classes.

As they walked into the secret passage, Harry waved his wand, and a small potion bottle hidden in the corner flew into his hand, and the bottle was full of saliva and potion materials, all gone, and after a long time and magic, it turned into a viscous red potion.

Its aura was dangerous, chaotic, like a thunderstorm outside.

Harry walked to the entrance to the secret passage, "You two are waiting here, and if anything happens, let Professor McGonagall know." ”

Hermione nodded, pulled out her wand, and was ready to recite the Patronus Charm at any moment.

Ron also pulled out his wand, serious and nervous.

The transformation of Animagus requires an open space, and no one can know in advance what their Animagus is, once someone took potions in the house, but finally transformed into a blue whale, just mastered the Animagus, and was not able to transform back skillfully, and the house was cast with a solid spell, and was finally squeezed to death.

The book, which was so thick that it could be used as a weapon, was full of false examples of its predecessors.

Every rule that seems verbose, even absurd, represents one, if not several lives.

Walk out into the rain.

Harry pulled out his wand and aimed it at his heart, reciting the incantation "Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus", and his heart ached as if it were being pulled.

He took the potion.

A small bite is poured into the body like a Cumbrian waterfall.

Even he, the mutated witcher, was crushed with a creaky body, his bones seemed to be shattered, his internal organs seemed to be crushed, and the whole person was squeezed, and the effect of the potion seemed to be to stuff him, who was five and three-quarters of a foot tall, into a can no bigger than a fist.

A second heartbeat sounded.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Strong and powerful.

A creature began to come to Harry's mind.

Is it?

Harry was a little surprised, he thought he would be like most wizards, Animagus and Patronus, but that would be fine.

The metamorphosis continues.

The pain was mounting, "tormenting" his body and brain.

Harry suddenly understood why the Animagus were so scarce - the Ministry's painless restraint wasn't the main reason, nor was it the difficulty of the spell.

How many people can be stumped by the magic that even Rita can master?

It's because of the pain.

He can clearly perceive the deformation in every part of his body, from pores and blood vessels to muscles and bones. It's not like the building blocks are taken apart and put back together.

Instead, take a hammer, smash each "brick" to pieces, put it into a mold, press it into new parts, and put it back together to create something new.

Of course, these are not worth mentioning compared to the pain caused by the witcher's mutation.

Pain always makes time long.

Ten minutes later.

The wand snapped to the ground, and Harry was completely transformed.

Hermione and Ron stood at the entrance to the secret passage.

A thunderbolt fell, tearing a gap in the rain curtain, illuminating the open space in front of the beating willows, and the silver-white hair reflected the thunder, as bright as the moonlight.

Wolf.

A white wolf.

"Like the patron saint of Remus." Ron muttered to himself, "Is it a dog or a wolf?" ”

"So you didn't read the book I gave you?" Hermione asked him rhetorically.

Ron was stunned and defended himself stiffly: "I've been looking at lions and cats, but who would have thought that Harry's Animagus would be such a creature, I thought it was a lion." ”

"It's a wolf." Hermione spoke, concluding, "Look at the ears, they're pointed, wolf ears are like that, dog ears tend to have some rounded curvatures. ”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pointed to her paws: "And there are no hind claws, which is the biggest difference between wolves and dogs." ”

"Backward claws?" Ron stammered, repeating the unfamiliar string of words, "What's that?" ”

"The biggest difference between a dog and a wolf is whether there are hind paws on their paws." Hermione explained simply, "You can read the book when you get back, or you can wait for Sirius to come over in a few days, and you can observe it again." ”

Ron nodded, no longer dwelling on those things, but agreeing with Hermione's statement, "So Harry's Animagus is a white wolf?" ”

Hermione nodded.

Harry, who had turned into a wolf, pulled out the puddle with his paws, and by the dim light, he wanted to see the details of his Animagus form, but the rain was dense and the water could not be still.

Let him not see clearly.

Harry sighed, picked up his wand, and trotted into the passage.

Ron watched enviously, eager to reach out.

Hermione met the amber vertical pupils—remnants of the witcher's stubbornness, and even Animagus couldn't change them.

She immediately understood what she meant, took Harry's wand, and then waved her own again, creating a full-length mirror.

Harry stood in front of the mirror, looking at his reflected body.

A strong white wolf.

The eyes are still vertical - the wolf's eyes are not vertical pupils, and like the Animagus of other people, some of his own features have been brought into his animal form.

There was an inconspicuous handful of lightning-gray hairs on his forehead, and a shallow wound on the left side of his face, which had been left from the duel with Snape last year.

He spun around in front of the mirror.

The hair in the rest of the place is pure white, without a trace of impurities.

Hermione couldn't help it, she wanted to do it.

Fluffy and handsome creatures, who wouldn't want to touch them?

Harry shook off the drops of water from his body.

Compared to the tedious rituals and painful processes, the Animagus who endured such a large price in exchange was very frustrating, it was just an ordinary animal without any special abilities.

He is now an ordinary wolf.

This feeling of weakness relative to himself was not pleasant, and Harry thought back to the way he was as a human being, and he didn't immediately change back, and he wasn't in a hurry.

Think slowly, slowly feel the magic changes in your body.

The first time I was always unskilled.

Suddenly, a hand fell on him, stroking like a cat.

Harry didn't get used to it, and he blew up in stress, and he turned his head to look back.

Hermione's face flushed slightly, and she withdrew her hand, "I can't hold back. ”

Harry sighed and continued to think about his appearance, and before Hermione could hold back a second time, his body changed back to his human form.

"Harry, congratulations." Hermione congratulated him.

Ron clapped his hands, "Harry, your Animagus is so handsome, but is that a wolf or a dog?" ”

"It's a wolf." Harry replied.

He looked at the mirror, and there were three dim shadows reflected in the mirror, it was just an ordinary mirror, but at this moment, it was like the Mirror of Eris, and Harry saw another figure.

"I'm amazed that I'm going to be a white wolf." Harry didn't make much of a look, but the joy in his words could be felt clearly by Ron.

Hermione waved her wand and dried his clothes.

"White wolf?" Hermione tilted her head, a woman's instinct that Harry wasn't talking about his Animagus, but a man's name.

It's a man.

Well.

Then it doesn't matter.

Harry smiled and nodded, "Very handsome white wolf, isn't it?" ”

If he still had a chance to meet Geralt, he would finally be able to explain to him, no, to prove to him that he had always been a pure wolf witcher.

Although, the name of Harry, the "Snake Whisperer", will make people mistake him for the pit viper school.

Although, anyone who has seen him fight will take it for granted that he is a griffon school.

Although, he is often reminded that "you have the wrong badge".

But Harry Potter is indeed the witcher of the Wolf School, which could not be proved before, but now it can be regarded as a strong proof.

Animagus of the Wolf Witcher is a wolf, isn't it very natural?

"What do you think of Harry the White Wolf?" They walked out of the secret passage and headed back to the castle, and on the way Harry asked thoughtfully.

"Very handsome!" Ron's eyes lit up.

Hermione shook her head and whispered to him, "Harry, you're an illegal Animagus. ”

Harry nodded and sighed regretfully.

"If you're ready, you can give it a try." When he got back to the castle, Harry spoke suddenly.

Ron shook his head decisively: "It's too troublesome, and the ones I conjure up may not be as handsome as you." ”

In his eyes, Animagus is only for handsome.

The white wolf is good.

Professor McGonagall's cat is not bad either.

Sirius's big black dog is also acceptable.

But if he becomes a ladybug like Rita Skeeter, it would be too bad, not to mention not handsome at all, and really useless, he didn't plan to go to the Daily Prophet after graduation.

Hermione nodded.

Animagus is just a symbolic thing, too much time waste, it would be better to read a few more books and one more duel training lesson taught by Potter.

"Animagus isn't just that." Harry shook his head, "Otherwise, it wouldn't be the only one who knows the Animagus to be called a master of shapeshifting." ”

"It's a spell that will make you feel Transfiguration more closely."

In the long agony, feeling the deformation of every muscle, blood vessel, hair, and organ is much more useful than any textbook, more than any training.

With a flick of his wand, a pudding from Ron's pocket flew out and turned into a rabbit in the air, landing lightly on Harry's palm.

Its eyes were smart, it raised its little hands to rub its face, and there was a breath of life.

"My pudding." Ron exclaimed.

"Your Transfiguration?" Hermione was a little surprised.

Harry's Transfiguration has always been the strongest among young wizards, but after all, he is only a young wizard, much better than the outstanding graduates of the seventh year, but compared to Professor McGonagall, it is a little far behind.

But now this light-hearted way of casting spells, and the results of the transformation, make Hermione feel almost the same as Professor McGonagall.

In previous battles, Harry's Transfiguration Charm had been used crudely.

Usually just a change in the shape of an object, and rarely a change in texture is involved – for example, turning wood into stone and stone into steel.

It's not that he can't do it.

It's just that to achieve this level, it takes more concentration, and it's not proportional to the results he wants to achieve with Transfiguration in battle.

And now, he can do it with ease.

This is what is known as the deepest transfiguration spell "Animagus" brings.

The effect of this mantra is not in the result of the transformation, but in the process—in the nature of the transformation that comes into contact with after experiencing that period of suffering.

"The change that Animagus brings." Harry flicked the spell again, and the rabbit turned back into pudding, which Ron carefully picked up.

This is a rare flavor of cherry and raspberry.

"Then I'll try it during the summer vacation?" Hermione nodded, "When the time comes, I'll go to Godric's Hollow and ask you for advice?" ”

"Welcome." Harry responded.

Ron wasn't the stupid boy he was before the Ball, he didn't know anything, and he looked at Hermione in surprise.

That's a good excuse.

He hesitated and sighed, but in the end he didn't plan to be their light bulb.

"Ron, you come too, let's learn together." Hermione was expressionless.

"Me?" Ron pointed to himself, "It's not appropriate, I'll start school again"

"Sirius and Uncle Remus are there." Harry was also expressionless, "It's convenient to teach together, Animagus is a waste of time." ”

Ron nodded reluctantly, assuring them, "I can go back that night." ”

"Now our family is not short of Floo fans."

Molly had always disapproved of George and Fred's business, and she felt that the Weasleys should go to the Ministry of Magic or stay at Hogwarts.

But much of the improvement in the Weasleys' lives was also brought about by the brothers.

Every year they get a new robe, and Molly's dresser also has those beauty potions that she's only seen in Wizarding Weekly but can't afford.

Mr. Arthur's hair grew thicker.

They chattered and headed back to the break room.

On the way, Hermione made a request, if she had the opportunity, she hoped to feel the hand of the white wolf, she was so big, she had never been able to pet the wolf.

Harry agreed.

Ron also brought it up, but was denied.

It's a strange feeling to be touched by a man.

The thunderstorm Harry had been expecting lasted for two days, and the Black Lagoon grew larger before it gradually stopped, leaving a brilliant sunny day after the rain.

The young wizards discussed the final exams of the school year and how to place their bets.

Yes," Mr. Potter was able to lift the top three in ten minutes. ”

Or "Mr. Potter was able to lift the top three in twenty minutes." ”

Or is it that the sword goes off the rails and puts the money on the higher-odds "Delacour or Krum to win the cup"?

Mr. Ludo's business has spread to every corner of Hogwarts, even the young first-year wizards.

Now he had become Professor McGonagall's most hated person, not one of them.

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