Melee wizards at Hogwarts

Transfiguration classroom, in the corridor.

"Seriously, Patsy, you are so awesome. Professor McGonagall hasn't even come yet. I thought I was going to be doomed this time."

Harry, who had regained his breath slightly, patted his robes and showed a relaxed expression.

"Yeah, was that magic just now? How did you do it? If we can learn it, we won't be afraid of that old cat Filch anymore. We didn't do anything in the morning, but he was suspicious of us."

Taking Harry's hand, Ron stood up, showed a smile, and walked into the classroom.

"Hey, you can't imagine what we just experienced! I don't think even Professor McGonagall can do that!"

Ron smiled at the Gryffindor boys and said loudly. But the clever Harry was walking in Parsifal and had already seen the "finished" expression on his face. He lowered his head and remained silent.

"Perhaps I would also like to hear what Mr. Weasley shared about what he just experienced, and hope that he can give Mr. Filch a night's work as compensation for being rude."

Under the surprised looks of the little wizards in the classroom and the desperate gaze of Ron, the cat turned around and turned into Professor McGonagall.

"As for you two, I believe the no running rule in the corridors has been clearly emphasized by Mr. Filch. Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor, each of you. Now sit back and prepare for class."

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry and Parsifal with a serious expression.

The three of them sat down awkwardly with the whole class paying attention. Until then, Ron was still muttering "It's not running, it's flying." Professor McGonagall stood in front of the podium and took out magic wand.

"I am Minerva McGonagall, your Transfiguration teacher."

Professor McGonagall nodded and looked around at the little wizards in the classroom to make sure that no one was distracted before continuing.

"Transfiguration is an extremely dangerous discipline. Transforming an object, or even a person, into a completely different form is a very risky process."

Having said this, Professor McGonagall paused deliberately, and most of the little wizards shuddered.

"Wizards who are not cautious enough often act rashly, do not abide by the rules of wizard research, and turn others, sometimes even themselves, into pigs or sheep. This has happened many times in history, and it is not possible every time. Change back.”

Although Professor McGonagall's tone was very stern, Parsifal was always thinking that those guys from Dalaran, who had a 100% transformation success rate and were targeting constant pigs and sheep, would probably have a lot of objections if they got here.

"But maybe they will have at least one loyal fan? No, that guy likes goats."

Parsifal secretly complained, with a smile on his lips, but Professor McGonagall noticed it with sharp eyes and gave him a gouge.

"There are 16 known magical creatures that are tragedies caused by wizards' transfiguration, including the notorious 'Five-legged Monster'. Every year, a large number of wizards are killed in St. Mungo's due to mistakes, inappropriate or... Received a bed for stupid Transfiguration."

Professor McGonagall took one last look around the classroom and said, "I sincerely hope that you will not become one of them."

At the same time, with a wave of the magic wand in her hand, the podium in front of her turned into a golden lion. The lion roared twice on the spot, then jumped in front of Parsifal who was sitting in front, "roared" and opened its mouth. Then it transformed into a knight wearing armor and strode back. Finally it changes back to the podium.

"Of course, to do this is what you need to challenge in your senior year!" Professor McGonagall clapped her hands and signaled all the young wizards to quiet down. "In today's lesson, I will lead you to learn from the simple ones."

With a flick of her wand, the podium drawer opened automatically, and boxes of matches flew out from the middle.

"Each person takes three matches and your task is to turn them into needles!"

Under her command, the lid of the box popped open, allowing the students to take it from the inside. When some people accidentally take too much, the matchbox will hit them so hard that their heads will break.

"The key to transfiguration is imagination! Form a concept in your mind, a needle! And keep this image until you are convinced that it is a needle. The more detailed the better. The texture and material of the needle , even its temperature and touch, make this picture overlap with the match in front of you!"

Floating a match in front of him, Professor McGonagall explained word for word.

"Now, follow me and say, 'Arcus (a)'. The k must be pronounced strongly and quickly, coherently and resolutely, right now! Arcus (a)!"

The match in front of her has turned into a needle, which is silver and has exquisite carved decoration at the end.

"Arkus(a)!"

Parsifal also followed Professor McGonagall's instructions and recited the spell.

A flash of silver light flashed, and the match in front of him successfully turned into a needle?

"Miss Granger did a good job, two points for Gryffindor!"

Not far away from him, Professor McGonagall was looking at Hermione with a satisfied expression. She had turned her match into a metal needle. Although it was not sharp, it was undoubtedly a success.

"Longbottom, if you had listened carefully enough to my explanation, you wouldn't have turned the matches into sticks!"

"And Mr. Finnigan, what are you doing! This is Transfiguration class, not a place for you to play with fire!"

Seamus' match still looked like a match, although for some reason the phosphorus on the top was ignited and black smoke was rising.

"Parsifal, how did you do it? No, is this considered a success?"

Harry came slightly closer. Beside him, Ron was waving his wand vigorously, as if it was a baton, which made him feel a little dangerous.

"I do not know either."

Parsifal shook his head, the bottleneck he encountered was here.

Under the influence of his spell, the match has successfully transformed into the shape of a needle, with a sharp top and a hollow bottom, decorated with exquisite patterns, but nothing more. The match is still made of the same material as a match, and there is still a small lump of burnt black phosphorus at the tip of the needle.

It seems that the only effect of his transformation technique is to change the shape of the match. Although it looks decent, it does not fundamentally change it.

"Williams, cast the transformation spell again and show me."

Professor McGonagall, who had finished talking about the little wizard in Hufflepuff, came back at some point and suddenly said next to Parsifal.

"Arkus(a)!"

Parsifal quickly gathered his attention and chanted the spell.

The result this time was no exception. The wooden stick he held in his hand turned into the shape of a needle, with a sharp front section and a hollow end with exquisite lion pattern carvings.

Except it was slightly bigger, and somehow he turned his wand into a needle.