A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Draco was stunned, not just him, but everyone else in the classroom was also stunned.

What no one noticed was that the pupils of the cat on the podium also shrank slightly, as if someone had stepped on its tail.

None of them thought that Aaron would do this for a Gryffindor girl. This was a favor given in the name of the family.

If this favor is used well, it can even play a considerable role in the future. The favor of a hidden magician family is not a joke.

"How about it, do you agree to make this bet with me?" Aaron asked confidently, and he was sure that Draco would not refuse.

“I agree, how could I disagree?

But, Aaron, are you serious? "

"I believe in my vision. Hermione may not have a noble background, but she is definitely the best wizard I have ever seen.

But before the end of this semester, I ask you to treat Hermione with some respect. You can always do this! "

"Okay, no problem." Draco said happily.

After taking care of Draco, Aaron walked up to Hermione and said, "You can calm down now! I gave you an honest chance to prove yourself."

"Well!" Hermione nodded and asked with some anxiety: "What if I disappoint you, I mean what if I lose..."

"You won't lose. You may only be a little weaker than me in this aspect of learning."

"But what if?" Hermione said, this was the first time in her life that she had doubts about her abilities.

"Don't worry about this, even if you lose, Draco will restrain himself a lot, at least he won't use the word 'Mudblood' casually to insult others.

As for the family's favor, it didn't matter. Malfoy could see the situation clearly than anyone else, and they would not make any demands that were difficult to do. "

"Thank you," Hermione said with a blush before handing Abe back to Aaron.

"Draco is actually not a bad person, but his father has instilled too many ideas related to blood since he was a child, so he may be a little domineering. I guess he won't be able to change it for a while. I hope you don't mind."

After Aaron finished speaking, he walked up to another Gryffindor and said, "This classmate, what is your name?"

"Susan Bones." The girl's cheeks were slightly red and she said with some embarrassment.

"Okay! I don't want other people to know about this bet. You should be able to keep it a secret!"

Susan kept nodding, indicating that she would never tell anyone.

"Thanks."

As time passed, the students gradually arrived in the classroom and opened their books to start self-study. The strange thing was that even when class time came, Professor McGonagall did not appear.

At this time, the classroom door was suddenly opened, and Harry and Ron ran in in a panic.

"We're finally here. If she had arrived a little later, her expression would have been terrifying." Ron said happily.

The moment he finished speaking, a cat on the podium jumped down and turned into Professor McGonagall in a green robe.

She walked straight up to the two of them and looked at the two late students with amusement.

"This move is so clever." Ron said blankly, not knowing whether he meant Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration or using Transfiguration to block them.

"Thank you for your comment, Mr. Weasley.

Maybe I should turn Mr. Potter and you into a pocket watch, so at least one of you can keep time. "

"We're lost," Harry said.

"Then it becomes a map." Professor McGonagall said unceremoniously, "You don't need a map when you get to your seat!"

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, then sat at an empty table.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start class.

Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous magic you learn at Hogwarts. "Professor McGonagall said, and then she glared at Ron and Harry, "If anyone is naughty in my class, I will ask him to leave, and he will never be allowed to come in again. "

Aaron's face looked a little strange, as did Draco, Hermione and others. After all, although there was no problem with the bet between them, it was different when there was an additional professor in the know. At least the pressure on both parties would be greater.

"Professor, um..." Aaron hesitated, hesitating to speak.

"I don't know what happened before class. Can you handle things between you yourself?" Professor McGonagall said with a smile.

"Understood." Aaron nodded, relieved.

Professor McGonagall began to lecture. Magic is not just about waving a wand and chanting a spell.

She talked about the theory for a long time, and randomly checked the notes of several students. After confirming that there were no problems, she began to experiment with the transfiguration technique.

Professor McGonagall waved her magic wand lightly, and the matchbox on the desk was opened, and the matches inside flew to every student's desk.

"Let's try and see if we can turn this match into a needle before get out of class ends."

After the words fell, every student took out their wands, eager to try.

But the effect was not as good as they thought, and most people's matches did not move at all.

Hermione tried several times in succession, and the match gradually turned into a toothpick. Although it was a bit nondescript, at least it changed the match.

"Very well, Miss Granger." Professor McGonagall praised.

Draco glanced at Hermione, a flash of stubbornness in his eyes, and then waved his wand harder.

The match quickly changed, and the tail began to become pointed, but before he could be happy, smoke began to appear at the tip of the match, and a small flame suddenly lit up, and then quickly extinguished.

"Mr. Malfoy, your performance is not bad, but it would be better if you could control your emotions a little bit." Professor McGonagall smiled.

Draco didn't say anything, just stared at the almost quarter-burned match and sighed deeply.

He had tried his best, and was at least better than most students, including Harry Potter, but he also understood that he probably couldn't beat Granger, a Mudblood, when it came to transfiguration, but there were other things, There were so many courses in the school, and he couldn't believe that he would be outclassed by a little girl everywhere.

At this time, he noticed another match on the table, and looked at Aaron who was playing with the cat with some surprise, "Don't you try it?"

"Sorry, I just saw how hard you worked." Aaron waved his wand gently and lightly touched the match.

The next moment, the shape of the match changed. The sides began to sharpen rapidly, the middle also quickly shrank, and there was a small pinhole at the tail.

Although it is still made of wood, it can still be regarded as a wooden needle.

"You...this...is so amazing. You succeeded in one try." Draco said incoherently.

Professor McGonagall heard the noise and came over. When she saw the wooden needle on the table, she showed a hint of joy, "It seems that Slytherin has received a very talented student this year.

Aaron Gaius? Slytherin adds five points. "

Professor McGonagall's voice was very clear and could be heard by everyone in the classroom. They all looked at Aaron with envy.

"Thank you Professor, but can you teach me how to turn it into iron?"

"I'm afraid this won't work. I believe in your talent, but aiming too high is not what a freshman should do." Professor McGonagall smiled, and then turned the wooden needle into a match again. "Before that, you need to change the item first. You have to master the magic of appearance thoroughly, so keep practicing!”

"Okay!" Aaron nodded with regret, then waved his wand again, turning the match into a wooden chicken leg, and threw it in front of the pet.

Abe became excited immediately and hurriedly jumped to the drumstick, and then sniffed it with his nose.

Snapped!

After a moment, Abe showed an angry expression, and a white dragon claw struck straight down, smashing the chicken leg into its original shape and leaving a shallow claw mark on the table.

"Wow!" Professor McGonagall looked at this scene in astonishment, "I think I may have to take back what I just said. Mr. Gaius, you have already mastered the art of transfiguration.

but..."

Professor McGonagall pointed her wand at Abe, who was harmless to humans and animals and even grinned in pain because he slapped the table with too much force. "Are you sure it's just an ordinary cat?"

"Um..." Aaron immediately hugged Abe in his arms, "Of course, I'm very sure."