Harry Evans was the name of the boy at the door.

The five Slytherin second-year people are all familiar with him......

Because Harry Evans was in the same year as them last year, even though he was a Gryffindor houser.

It's just that his grades in the final exam were too poor and he was eventually repetitive...... Now that the other students are in the second grade, he has to go back to the first grade.

For this, he also received a lot of ridicule.

Matthew knew that Mr. Evans couldn't really be blamed for this......

Because for most of last semester, the "Harry Evans" they came into contact with was actually a dark wizard disguised...... The real Mr. Evans was imprisoned for most of the year, and then he was hospitalized for a long, long time, and in fact, he did not learn anything at all.

It's not surprising that you end up repeating a grade.

It's just that this matter is strictly kept secret at Hogwarts, and except for a few people, no one knows the truth.

I'm afraid that even the memory of "Harry Evans" himself has been erased.

......

"Alright, we're all here!" Professor Severus Snape said with a smile.

"Come in, Mr. Evans," he explained, waving in the direction of the door, "Mr. Evans needs to do his Transfiguration class, and I'll just let him join you in this practice...... Let's have tea first!"

He began to hand out cups of tea to the students in his office.

Matthew took a steaming cup of tea, with a lot of brown sugar added to it, and it tasted pretty good.

"Let's talk about our plans for today," Professor Snape said, sipping a cup of tea, "Today's after-school practice may last a whole day......"

"Oh my God...... "Matthew heard Nott behind him whisper, "another full day...... Why don't you go and learn from Professor Basshat......"

"I'm not going to let you stay in a classroom, though, in fact, I'm planning to take you to the Forbidden Woods ......" Professor Snape didn't seem to hear Nott's muttering, and he continued, "I've always thought that learning in class alone isn't enough—"

He paused, and continued to drink black tea: "Many wizards who have entered society feel that transfiguration is actually a useless magic, and no matter how good it is, it will not play a role in life......

“...... In a sense, they are right, but it is also a sign of not integrating learning into life!"

Matthew squinted his eyes and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Although the identity of this "Snape" professor has always been doubtful...... But his words are indeed a bit thought-provoking......

"Now, let's go!" Professor Snape said, standing up, jokingly, "I hope you haven't forgotten to bring your wands." ”

The six students walked out of the Transfiguration teacher's office one after another, and as they spoke in unison, the small benches that had appeared out of thin air before also disappeared.

Professor Snape picked up a suitcase from his desk, then walked out of the office and locked the door.

"Follow me!" he said gently.

......

A group of seven people left the castle like this.

As they passed the oak gate, Mr. Pringer was cleaning there.

Seeing them from afar, Mr. Pringer raised his head and greeted warmly, "Professor Snape, are you taking students to practice again?"

"Yes," Professor Snape smiled and nodded at him, "It's early in the morning, thank you, Mr. Plumger......"

He stopped, bent down, and touched Mr. Tang's head affectionately before moving on.

Matthew silently observed, in fact, this situation is somewhat rare......

Mr. Plinger has always been eccentric and irascible, and Mr. Don is a very fierce golden retriever, not only the students, but even the teachers in the castle, most of whom have a normal relationship, and Professor "Snape", with whom he seems to get along quite well.

They walked past the greenhouse, and then they walked past Professor Kettleburn's cottage.

Wisps of smoke were rising from the small roof on the edge of the Forbidden Forest...... Kettleburn seems to be cooking inside.

Professor Snape didn't stop to disturb him, but continued on his way, heading towards the Forbidden Forest.

The faces of the students all looked slightly pale, but they could only bite the bullet and continue after Professor Snape.

The vast Forbidden Forest gradually swallowed them up, and they began to walk on a path hidden deep in the black forest.

The Forbidden Forest was dark and silent.

......

"Actually, I think you're all curious, why did I bring you here?" Professor Snape looked relaxed, and he suddenly asked, "After all, we're going to be exposed to Transfiguration, not Dark Arts defense, or the protection of magical beasts." ”

No one answered, not even Matthew, who didn't figure out what was going on at this point.

"In fact, in my opinion, metamorphosis is the discipline that needs to be practiced and touched by life...... "Professor Snape" continued, his voice faintly becoming serious:

"Let's take the simplest example...... I guess you all know how to turn matches into needles, right?"

"Of course!" everyone quickly responded, Draco Malfoy's voice the loudest, "We learned it in the first class of the first year. ”

Turning matches into needles is almost the easiest part of Transfiguration, even for first-year students, they learn it early.

"Good!" Professor Snape smiled and nodded.

Then he stopped abruptly and stopped beside a willow tree.

In the midst of everyone's bewildered gaze, Professor Snape snapped off a branch from the willow tree.

Then, patiently, he worked on the branch for a few moments, until at last only a small piece of wood the size of a matchstick remained.

"Which of you, then, can turn this little stick into a needle?" Professor Snape asked with interest, "and it's almost the same size as a match......

The students looked at each other for a moment.

"Mr. Malfoy, you can try. Professor Snape casually handed the small wooden stick to Draco Malfoy.

Malfoy took it stubbornly, then pulled out his wand.

Bend down and place the small wooden stick on the ground while aiming your wand at it:

"Acus!"