Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

Transfiguration, in the original world of Augustus, this is not considered an advanced spell, basically reaching the level of a magister, one can master various types of transfiguration.In this world, transfiguration seems to be a skill that can only be mastered by a few people, and they are collectively called the Animagus.

Augustus, who has only read books and never seen an Animagus in this world, obviously became interested in Scabbers on the table.Under Augustus's probing eyes, the transparent image of a short man with a bald head, gray hair, a mouse-like face, and a pointed nose was looming attached to the fat mouse.Generally speaking, the animals transformed by Animagus are rarely discovered by others, but under the eyes of Augustus's legendary talent of self-formation when he entered the legendary field, this fat animal The mice still had nowhere to hide.

"Is anyone in your family an Animagus?" Augustus looked at Ron and asked with interest.

"No." Ron, who didn't know why he asked him that way, was at a loss, and looked at Augustus blankly. "Animagus is actually quite rare in the wizarding world. No one in our family has this talent."

Seeing Harry's puzzled expression, Ron continued to explain: "Animagus refers to wizards who can transform themselves into certain animals while retaining magic spells." "That must be cool." After listening to Ron Harry, who was explaining, seemed to have fallen into some kind of fantasy, and muttered involuntarily.

Since Ron obviously didn't know that there was something wrong with the mouse named Scabbers, and Augustus, who had just met them not long ago, obviously didn't continue talking with interest, so he took out a book and started to read.

At this time, outside the window of the train, there was a barren field and a neat farmland passing by.Then, it transformed into a forest, a winding river and dark green hills.

The bored Ron, looking at the listless Scabbers on the table, couldn't help saying in disgust; "It might have died long ago, anyway, life and death are the same." Then he raised his head and said to Harry and Augustus: "You have practiced magic before. Well, George told me a spell, why don't I do it now and show you, pay attention..."

He fumbled in the suitcase for a long time, and pulled out a very old wand, which was peeled off in places, and there was a white light on the end.

He had just raised his wand when the compartment door opened again.Standing at the door were the round-faced boy who passed Augustus on the train and a little girl who had already put on Hogwarts' new robes.

"Did any of you see a toad? Neville lost a toad," she said, sounding conceited and defiant.She has thick brown hair and a pair of front teeth.

Harry and Ron shook their heads at the same time, and Augustus was still looking at the scroll in his hand.The little girl looked at the wand in Ron's hand. "Oh. Are you casting a spell? Then let's open our eyes."

She sat down.Augustus also had a little interest, put down the book, and looked at Ron.Ron was obviously taken aback, a little overwhelmed.

"okay."

He cleared his throat.

Daisies, sweet cream and sunshine, turn this silly fat mouse yellow.

He waved his wand, but nothing happened.Banban was still gray and soundly asleep.

"I think you can cast spells like this." Before the little girl started to mock Ron, Augustus calmly took out his silver wand and said to Banban: "kriwromonh." A strange syllable came from Augustus Gus Du said, and with a slight bang, the fat gray mouse on the table instantly turned into a pure white pocket lamb.

Looking at the surprised eyes around him, the sheep lay on the table and bleated in a panic, as if it could change back, but it didn't seem to have any effect.Sure enough, it seems that there should be no problem in casting the Transfiguration on Animagus.As if some kind of experiment had been completed, Augustus waved his magic wand at the sheep contentedly, and there was another "bang", and the sheep turned into that ugly big mouse again.

"This, this is the transfiguration technique that can only be mastered by seniors." Unlike Ron and Harry who didn't know what happened, the little girl looked at Augustus who was sitting on the seat in a white robe and said in surprise.The head that had been proud before seemed to have lowered a bit.

"My name is Hermione Granger. I have tried a few spells at home. Of course, they are not as advanced as this gentleman's spells. They are just a few simple spells for practice. They all work. Yes Now, what's your name." Although they were asking the names of the three of them, both Harry and Ron clearly felt that the little girl named Hermione was obviously mainly asking about Augustus.

"Augustus Julius." Augustus replied lightly.

"My name is Ron Weasley," muttered Ron.

"Harry Potter," said Harry.

Hermione, who didn't care about Harry and Ron at first, heard Harry's answer, and suddenly asked Harry as if she had discovered a new world: "Is it really you? You have been mentioned in several books. I bought several reference books." Then he turned to Augustus and said, "Of course, the Julius family, the rulers of the magic world, have mentioned in many books that you can master such profound knowledge at such a young age. Magic must be related to your family." Augustus smiled noncommittally.

"Okay, we will be arriving soon, I think you'd better change your clothes. Then, Mr. Augustus, see you at school!" He seemed to have a good impression of the elegant Augustus Min waved to them and led the toad-throwing boy away.

"It's really unlucky to be arrogant and arrogant. When it's time to sort into schools, no matter which college I get into, I don't want to be sorted with her." Ron muttered.He threw the wand into the suitcase.Then he raised his head and asked Augustus, "Is there something wrong with my spell, Mr. Augustus."

Augustus chuckled: "Obviously, Mr. Weasley, your spell may not be a spell."

"I knew the spell wouldn't work. George told me. I bet he knew it was a blind shot." Ron complained cursingly.

The scarlet train was running smoothly on the long track, and the green scenery outside the window kept flashing before Harry's eyes.The train blew its whistle, and the shrill whistle seemed to be coming from far away. It seemed that it would arrive soon, Harry thought silently.