Chapter 909 Animagus

Passive skill?

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly and looked at Elena with a raised brow.

This sentence is simply equivalent to the somewhat uncomfortable answer of "Labour and management are born so cute".

The most helpless thing about Professor McGonagall was that even though she subconsciously raised her guard in her heart, when her eyes touched Elena's face, she still unconsciously softened slightly - this child was indeed very well-behaved when eating.

"Okay, Miss Kaslana, you know what you're here for."

Mag cleared his throat and said seriously.

"Professor Dumbledore wants me to guide you through the Animagus transformation and find a way to solve the problem of your inability to release normal transformation. I hope you can correct your attitude and stop playing tricks on those little tricks you used in class..."

"Hmm." Elena swallowed the cookie she was swearing with earlier and nodded.

Of course she knew what Professor McGonagall was referring to——

If it was just because the snail could move, she almost managed to get through the Transfiguration class last semester with her exquisite "binary structure transformation magic", and she wouldn't have been reduced to having to make up classes here every weekend.

"Well, I have a little question, Professor."

Elena raised her hand, her eyes looking around the small room.

"Isn't it a little too small here? Maybe we should move to some more open areas?"

"Perhaps it will happen later, but right now it's not needed -"

Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows and tapped her wand lightly on the edge of the desk.

Immediately afterwards, the desk quickly extended outwards, and an additional desk grew.

"Before you start trying magic, I think you should probably go back to the beginning - you may have your own understanding of the basics of transfiguration, but I hope that from now on, you can try to forget that knowledge and learn it again. As a Think as a modern wizard, rather than based on the framework formed by the alchemical knowledge in your mind..."

Professor McGonagall paused for a few seconds, took a breath, and spoke softly.

"Ancient alchemy may be more wonderful, but I think the role of transfiguration is still irreplaceable, right?"

"Obviously, Professor," Elena said.

A spell is a supernatural, controllable use of magic with the purpose of affecting everything in the world.

Among these, Transfiguration is obviously the most special category - this specialness can be clearly felt in the curriculum arrangement of Hogwarts. In addition to the Transfiguration Curse, most of the spell teaching is unified into Charms class.

On the other hand, this is the only magical ability that Elena currently cannot master.

As a "special wizard" who is well aware of the microscopic material field and chemical bond transformation, she really can't find an opportunity in her mind to understand the transformation magic. Her previous attempts only made the magic show another result.

Nico Flamel and those ancient wizards were good at alchemical magic, not transfiguration.

This also leads to an inference: changing the shape of an object by changing its molecular structure is not the essence of modern transfiguration. The "truth of the world" hidden behind transfiguration should be another logical principle.

"Okay, Transfiguration, let's go back to the original source... Do you know how many subcategories Transfiguration is divided into?"

Professor McGonagall raised her wand, and paper and pen appeared in Elena's hand.

Along with those parchments and quills, there was also a set of Transfiguration textbooks, from first to seventh grade.

"Hmm...seven? Or eight?"

Elena counted silently in her mind for a few seconds, without opening the book, and answered with a straight finger.

"Transformation, Human Transfiguration, Untransfiguration, Switching, Trans-Species Transformation, Vanishment, Conjuration )—and, Animagus?”

She looked at Professor McGonagall with some uncertainty, wondering whether her classification covered all types.

After talking to "Nearly Headless Nick", Elena was sure that human transfiguration could not turn into an animal.

Professor McGonagall stared at Elena for a while, her lips seemed not to be as tight as before.

"Almost correct, except for the last one - Animagus refers to a wizard who can transform himself into some kind of animal while retaining his magic power. If the transformation spell is divided into categories, it should be called Animagi. )——”

"What if? What does that mean, isn't it a subcategory of Transfiguration?"

"Strictly speaking, it is slightly different from other transformation spells——"

"Because Animagi is not part of the transformation spell?"

Elena reacted quickly, and she keenly captured the information in Professor McGonagall's words.

"I have to say that you are very perceptive, Miss Kaslana."

Professor McGonagall said softly, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes behind her square glasses.

"Animagi is undoubtedly an advanced type of transformation magic, but it does not rely on the casting logic and actions of common transformation spells to achieve its goals. This is why we call this class a parallel teaching attempt. .”

Professor McGonagall paused for a few seconds, waiting for Elena to write notes on the parchment, and then continued.

"Different from conventional transformation spells, the secret of Animagus lies in the potion, a time-consuming, cumbersome and mysterious special magic potion. It can bypass the understanding and casting actions and directly present the purpose of transformation first... …”

"First step, for an entire month - from full moon to full moon - you must continue to hold a single mandrake leaf in your mouth."

Professor McGonagall glanced at Elena and added, "Note that you cannot swallow the leaves or take them out of your mouth at any time. If the leaves leave your mouth, the whole process must start again."

"...Is it so troublesome? Well, okay, then what is the second step..."

Elena looked at Professor McGonagall with suspicion. She had every reason to doubt whether the older cat lady was thinking about her.

However, judging from the expression on Professor McGonagall's face, there was no mischief or ridicule.

"Then the second step is to take out the leaves during the full moon, fill a crystal vial with saliva, and soak the leaves in it so that it receives the pure moonlight. If the clouds are overcast that night, you will have to find a new mande Pull the blade of grass and start over.

To the moonlit crystal vial add a strand of your hair and a silver teaspoon of dew - the dew must have been collected from a place where there has been no sunlight or human contact for seven full days.

Finally add a pupa of the Grimace Hawkmoth. Keep this mixture in a quiet, dark place and do not look at it or disturb it again until the next storm with thunder and lightning. "

Professor McGonagall said very smoothly, with an extremely serious expression.

But no matter how serious Professor McGonagall is, these processes sound to Elena more like some kind of ancient witchcraft than magic.

There are too many mysterious and strange requirements, which are completely different from the style of the school courses.

Even, for a moment, she thought she was learning how to brew a magical version of chewing wine, rather than how to master the Animagus.

"So...did you also complete these processes when you completed the Animagus?"

"That's right, the first two steps of preparation are quite cumbersome, and I failed twice before I could complete it." Mag said, "Don't neglect any step of Animagi, Elena, this is crucial to the success of magic and success." Is it particularly important?”

"In other words, is it a mysterious magic ritual based on completely black box principles..."

Elena thought thoughtfully while writing quickly in her notebook.

Given the population base of the wizarding world and the rate at which Animagus are born, it is obvious that there is no large-scale controlled variable experiment.

So which of these rituals played a role is a question worthy of further investigation.

It is obvious that there is definitely some element hidden in them that can explain the nature of "transformation".

"Then what other... rituals are there after?"

Professor McGonagall glanced at Elena's notebook and seemed to have some objections to the girl's description.

"All that's left is to wait, Miss Kaslana, for the storm to come. And every time the sun rises and sets, point the tip of the wand to your heart and recite the incantation: [Amato Animo Animato Animagus].

During this time, the crystal vial must remain completely undisturbed and free from contact with the sun. Sunlight pollution will cause the most devastating mutations—"

"What kind of... tragic mutation?" Elena asked curiously.

"Death, or something worse than that, no one knows what will happen—"

Professor McGonagall looked at Elena for a moment, then spoke slowly, as if considering every word.

"For all these years, no one told us what was going to happen, and I think that speaks volumes. Restrain your curiosity, which is the most important thing in becoming an Animagus, and I don't expect that from you. Answer--"

"Sometimes, wrong results may be more important than being consistently correct."

Elena muttered under her breath and wrote down this point in her notebook.

This is undoubtedly a Pandora's box, and she has the ability to explore the truth now, but...

At the same time, on the other side, Professor McGonagall returned to the previous topic and continued.

"If you continue to chant the spell repeatedly at sunrise and sunset, you will reach a point when the tip of the wand touches your chest and you will feel a second heartbeat, sometimes stronger than the original heartbeat, sometimes weaker .Everything must remain unchanged. The incantation must be recited the correct number of times without any omission.”

"Then the moment lightning breaks through the sky, immediately go to the place where you buried the crystal vial. If you complete all the above steps correctly, you will find a mouthful of blood-red potion inside..."

"What if...the order is reversed?"

Elena frowned, looked at the contents of the notebook, and asked thoughtfully.

"The fermentation process of the potion in the crystal bottle does not seem to be objectively bound to the spell at sunrise and sunset - that means it is an independent spell, and its purpose is most likely to induce the Animagus. Shape, is that it?”

"There is such a possibility, if...cough! Cough cough——"

Professor McGonagall replied subconsciously, then quickly recovered and coughed heavily.

"Miss Kaslana, I am teaching you how to complete the Animagus under safe and reliable guidance! I am not discussing with you the principle behind this magic. This is not a question you should consider now."

"Okay, don't interrupt me-"

Professor McGonagall looked at Elena sternly and continued quickly.

"Where did I say? Oh, right. After you find the blood-red potion, immediately set off to a wide and safe place to ensure that the transformation process will not attract attention or put your own body in danger. Then point the tip of your wand to your heart, say the incantation [Amato Animo Animato Animagus] and drink the potion."

"If all goes well, you will feel intense pain and two intense heartbeats."

"You will have a mental picture of the creature you are about to transform into. Then... you will complete your first transformation - after the transformation, you will find that you have adapted to your new body, and to return to human form, you only need to as clearly as possible Imagine yourself in human form..."

"Wait! There is a very strange question here. If it is an animal body, won't your thinking be affected?"

Elena looked at Professor McGonagall, gently touching her lips with a finger, her eyes twinkling.

"The brain capacity of animals should not be able to support complex logical thinking - for example, when you turn into a cat, where do you think 'humanly', and... your body will be affected by certain Is it influenced by some beastly instincts? If the above conditions do not exist, then it means that there is another 'human' body running faithfully..."

"I think I just said, don't ask these unnecessary and dangerous questions, Miss Kaslana!"

Professor McGonagall's expression gradually turned cold.

She had never prepared corresponding answers to these questions before - she was a teacher, not a student!

From just now, Mag began to vaguely feel that something was wrong. Elena Kaslana, this little mixed-race Veela was not learning any magic knowledge at all - it was still the same feeling a year ago. This girl was doing it on purpose. Are you here to cause trouble?

However, Elena didn't care about Professor McGonagall's dissatisfaction, and vaguely, she seemed to have grasped the root of the problem.

But now there is still something more intuitive, a lightning-quick stimulus to make the answer emerge——

She sat up straight, licked her lips lightly, and looked at Professor McGonagall expectantly.

"So...Professor McGonagall, can you perform that again?"

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Great!