After finishing breakfast at the Leaky Cauldron Bar as usual, Townsend took a look at the storage in the refrigerator.

Obviously, with his own appetite, although he has tried his best in the past few days, the stock is still not less, and Tang Sen estimated that if he wants to eat a fire dragon, I am afraid it will take a year or two.

This is an exaggerated number, but it is easy to calculate, the physique of the fire dragon is usually several meters high, the wingspan is more than ten meters, and it weighs more than ten tons.

Even if the scales, bones and internal organs are removed, the remaining flesh and blood are several tons, and Tang Sen eats at most two or three catties of pure meat per meal

"It's too slow, and at this pace, maybe I won't be able to absorb too many extraordinary characteristics in three years."

Of course, Tang Sen believed that when his physique became stronger and stronger as he devoured flesh and blood, his appetite and digestion ability would also increase.

"Hopefully, Snape has figured out the potion."

Townsend didn't rush to find Snape, and when he returned to Hogwarts, Townsend lay down in his office chair, using the method of dream divination to review the ancient magic research materials of Transfiguration that he had seen yesterday.

He decided to use this magical material to start his own research into ancient magic.

After all, Transfiguration was much safer than the other ancient magic he had found. Under the premise of not using it for yourself.

Moreover, this research material is easy to understand, starting from the most basic Transfiguration research, so that Townsend who does not have any magical foundation can also understand the principles of the nature of Transfiguration.

To be honest, that theoretical knowledge made Tang Sen dizzy, and most importantly, unless he thoroughly grasped the essence of the basic Transfiguration, he would not be able to unleash even the simplest Transfiguration. This is different from the way young wizards learn, they may only need to learn to ride a broom if they want to fly, and Townsend has to make a broom himself.

After all, if he didn't have enough knowledge and will to interfere, the magic power in his body would only instinctively operate according to the bloodline characteristics of the fire dragon.

Of course, such a troublesome method is not without gains, and the effect of the Transfiguration spell cast in this way will be much more powerful and arbitrary than that of the little wizards.

The study continued until the bell rang at Hogwarts and the students finished their morning classes and began to head to the Great Hall for dinner.

Townsend stood up, grabbed a handful of Floo powder, and made his way to the Cauldron Bar in the green flames.

Regulars are no longer surprised by the arrival of Towngwarts, the Oriental's unusual eating habits have reached many people's ears in a short period of time because of his special status and those magical rumors, and even many Hogwarts students talk about what Fantastic Beasts meat tastes like after dinner.

"Professor Tang." Old Tom said hello from behind the bar: "Your lunch has been delivered to your room." ”

"Excuse me, Mr. Tom." Townsend nodded.

A regular guest smiled and said, "Professor Tang, it's so boring to eat alone, why don't you bring it down and have a drink with everyone." ”

Townsend joked, "I don't want to affect everyone's appetite. ”

The regulars laughed, and someone shouted, "I'm not afraid of Fantastic Beasts, even if it's cooked!" I once faced a fire dragon alone in Romania! ”

"And then you broke a leg?" Another guest scoffed.

"Only one is broken!" The wizard blushed and raised his glass and shouted, "If you change to Ling, you will only have one leg left!" ”

Amid the noisy noise of the guests, Townsend passed through the tables, chairs and benches of the Leaky Cauldron as usual, and in an instant when no one noticed, he caught a piece of paper in his hand, which was cut into the shape of a paper man, and was as hard as metal in his hand.

The ability to create illusions is activated, and the paper figure slowly becomes transparent.

Then, with a slight flick, the paper figure was thrown out, piercing through the crack in the main entrance of the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

With all this done, Townsend had reached the top of the stairs and made his way up the stairs as usual, back into the room.

Then, after taking out the gold coin and divining it, and after making sure that no one was looking at him, he walked to the mirror in the room.

The skin and flesh on his face squirmed, the bridge of his nose was higher, his eye sockets were deeper, his cheekbones on both sides were slightly protruding, and his dark-brown pupils turned blue.

A very different face appears in the mirror.

It was the Faceling's ability that allowed Townsend to transform into anyone he ever saw.

He looked at it carefully, activated his ability, and made his body rise a few centimeters out of thin air, his flesh and blood contracted, and his body, which had become slightly fuller after absorbing extraordinary characteristics in the past few days, became thin again.

Then, one by one, he took off his clothes and put on another set of clothes that he had already prepared.

Now, the man standing in front of the mirror was a tall and thin man in a long black tuxedo, and Townsend meticulously arranged his clothes, and then found a walking stick—

Most of them are made of gold, which looks extravagant and gorgeous.

After doing all this, Tang Sen straightened up and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth towards the person in the mirror.

"Hello, Mr. Red."

At the same time, the doorway of the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

The paper figure on the ground suddenly swelled and turned into a figure with a snap, and he pushed open the door of the Leaky Cauldron Bar with a cane without hurry.

"Oh, there's another guest." Old Tom muttered and looked up.

There was no doubt that it was a new face, but surprisingly, Tom Sr. found the other person's face impressive.

Obviously, the facial features look ordinary, but when combined, they seem to be different from all of them, with a subtle exotic atmosphere.

Apparently, the other guests in the bar noticed this, and they looked at the guest curiously, and the noisy discussion gradually subsided.

The visitor looked around, his face showing no expression, his eyes were flat, and he walked unhurriedly through the tavern and into the back door of the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

It wasn't until they heard the sound of the brick wall moving to Diagon Alley that the guests in the bar looked at each other.

"This man"

One guest frowned: "It's a little weird. ”

"That's right, I always think he looks a little bit. Anyway, it's kind of."

"I don't know how to describe it." Someone rushed to say: "He must not be British, I can see it." ”

"And he doesn't look out of place, I mean, he doesn't look like a wizard at all."

"Muggles can't find a Leaky Cauldron."

This episode was quickly forgotten by the guests.

After a few minutes, a green flame suddenly ignited in the fireplace of the Leaky Cauldron.

Dressed in a black robe, Professor Snape stepped out of the flames.

"Oh, Professor Snape." Old Tom said hello, but Snape ignored it.

He walked fast, like a giant bat, and flew into the back door of the Leaky Cauldron.

(End of chapter)