abnormal hogwarts

Cheerful laughter sounded outside the principal's office.

The figures of the three people gradually faded away amidst Albert's bragging.

Principal's room.

"Albus, this way of fighting reminds me of...'that person'..."

"Professor McGonagall, maybe you are just too sensitive. Albert's fluorescent spell was improved under my guidance. This may be just a coincidence."

"Okay, Minerva, Filius, there is no need to say any more about this matter. I checked with 'Legilimency' and there is nothing unusual about Mr. Stork."

……

The news that Albert single-handedly defeated the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor quickly spread throughout Hogwarts. During lunch, almost all the students in the auditorium were talking about it.

On the long Slytherin table, Albert watched helplessly as the little snakes around him frequently raised their glasses to him, and he had to raise the cup containing pumpkin juice to clink glasses with his classmates.

The senior classmate also came over and patted him on the shoulder to show encouragement.

On the Gryffindor side, the twin brothers boasted loudly to the little lions, as if they were the two who killed the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

But it’s true to say that, they do have part of the credit.

Yesterday, the two of them were dragged by Albert and worked as sparring partners all afternoon.

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The first class in the afternoon was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.

"It seems like Professor McGonagall isn't here yet?" George found a seat and sat down, then glanced at the podium and said casually.

Albert saw the tabby cat squatting on the podium. It was an extremely beautiful tabby cat with a special pattern around its eyes that resembled spectacle frames.

That was Professor McGonagall's Animagus, a very advanced form of transformation that could turn a wizard into some kind of non-magical creature.

There are only seven recorded wizards in this century who have accomplished this magic, and Professor McGonagall is one of them.

At this moment, the older cat lady was staring at Albert, as if she was warning him with her eyes not to cause trouble in her class. Albert looked at her without fear.

Just when the eyes of both parties were about to spark in the air, a little Gryffindor lioness bravely rushed to the podium and stretched out her sinful hands towards the tabby cat.

What does she want to do?

Albert, who was a senior poop shoveler in his previous life, can answer this question. The kitten is so cute, and when he sees it, he will definitely reach out his hand to pet it.

Albert covered his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see this tragedy happen.It’s just that it’s doubtful whether the finger gaps are so big that they can block the view.

The moment the lion cub's paws were about to touch the tabby cat, the tabby cat disappeared and was replaced by Professor McGonagall, who had a cool aura.

The little witch was so frightened that she fell to the ground, "Mc...Mc...Professor McGonagall!"

Professor McGonagall's expression looked the same as before. This probably wasn't the first time she had encountered something like this in so many years. "Go back to your seat."

"Transfiguration will be the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts!

Anyone who acts naughty in my class will be asked to leave and will never be allowed to come in again.

I'm warning you here in advance. "

While saying this, Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes were fixed on Albert, who had knocked down a professor that morning.A warning is a warning, look what I do, someone thought without any self-awareness.

Professor McGonagall said, taking out the wand from her arms.The wand lit on the podium next to her, and the next moment, the podium turned into a fat, white pig, and then she turned the pig into a majestic lion.

coach!I want to learn to shapeshift!

While demonstrating her profound transformation magic to the young wizards, she also explained to them the matters that should be paid attention to when performing the transformation spell.

"Incomplete transfiguration is usually accompanied by dire consequences."

She cited the examples of pentapods and sirens, magical creatures that were the result of a wizard's failed attempt at transfiguration.

However, the little wizards in the audience stared at the podium that had been transformed into various animals in shock. It was not clear whether they listened to Professor McGonagall's words.

"Remember, the transfiguration spell cannot conjure food. A wizard cannot conjure delicacies out of thin air, nor can he turn other things into food.

Suppose you turn a piece of wood into a piece of bread and then eat it.

After the transformation spell loses its magical power, the bread absorbed by your body will turn into wood fragments and appear inside your body.

That way you will die in an extremely miserable way. "

Glancing at all the little wizards in the audience, Professor McGonagall cleared her throat: "The food you enjoy in the auditorium is not conjured out of thin air, but the house elves in the castle prepare it and transmit it to the On the table."

After warning the young wizards about the dangers of transformation magic, Professor McGonagall nodded with satisfaction.She handed out matches to each student.

"In the first transfiguration lesson, let's try to turn the matches in our hands into needles."

Compared to his talent in spells and potions, Albert's talent in transfiguration seems to be relatively average. He can turn a coin into a shield emblem on a train, all by relying on his transformation skills little by little. Upgraded.

But now, this superficial transfiguration skill was enough for him to leave a good impression on Professor McGonagall in his first transfiguration class.He waved his wand, a flash of light flashed, and a metallic embroidery needle replaced the original match.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the needle on Albert's desk and was a little surprised. You must know that most students can turn matches into needles almost a month after enrolling. She did not expect these little wizards to complete it. This move can be done in the first session.

"Five for Slytherin."

However, when he learned that Albert had spent a lot of time learning transfiguration before entering school, the surprise in Professor McGonagall's eyes faded.

Albert's talent in transformation is only slightly better than that of ordinary little wizards, but he is definitely not a genius.

However, Albert's talent did not affect Professor McGonagall's appreciation of her. She had rarely seen young wizards of this age able to calm down their restless hearts and spend their time practicing magic instead of playing.

Compared to Albert, the Weasley twins on the side are obviously much better at transfiguration.

They also practiced transfiguration with wands before entering school, but after a few attempts they could only produce slight changes in matches, they lost interest in it.

This weekend, they picked up the practice of transfiguration again. In just one day, they were able to roughly turn a match into the shape of a small iron rod.

Seeing the results of the Weasley brothers, Professor McGonagall's expression softened slightly, "Four points to Gryffindor."

Professor McGonagall has no intention of teaching Albert more advanced transformation magic, at least not in the classroom right now.This left Albert with nothing to do for the time being.

It is human nature to look for trouble when nothing happens.

Albert took out a bunch of small square pieces of wood from his pocket that had been stretched seamlessly. These were the props he used to practice his transfiguration.

He began to practice his transfiguration on the pile of small pieces of wood on the table.

He was thinking about what he should turn this pile of wood into. A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he suddenly had a brilliant idea.

The wand was waved, and as the magic light continued to flash, the small wooden blocks began to twist and deform one after another...

Barrel, wheel, turning and braking device...

In a moment, an old-fashioned revolver was born in Albert's hands.

Albert had a hobby of collecting firearms in his previous life, and he was particularly fond of old-fashioned firearms.

He looked back at Professor McGonagall, who was still instructing other young wizards on the key points of transfiguration. There was no mole, it was safe, and they could continue.

His magic power was not enough to maintain the transformation spell for a long time, so he had to move faster.

Albert took out a handful of bullets from his pocket and quickly loaded them into the cylinder.

Holding a familiar guy in his hand, the qualities of an agent in his previous life were clearly demonstrated at this moment - he knew the structure of most individual hot weapons very well.

There were even afterimages of his reloading hands.

He asked Brad to get these bullets from the Muggle world. Originally, he wanted Uncle Brad to get him a pistol as a self-defense weapon.

You know, the magic world is not a safe place. For a young wizard like him who knows few offensive spells, using a wand to defend himself is not as effective as using a pistol.

But he overestimated the wizard's knowledge of Muggle items, and in the end Uncle Brad only brought him a bunch of bullets of various calibers, which was quite a lot.

"Where is my gun?"

"What gun? Isn't this what you want?"

In the end, Albert gave up this wonderful idea. As long as he stayed at Hogwarts and didn't cause trouble, Hogwarts would be safe for the time being until Harry entered the second year.

There were even mortar shells in the pile of ammunition that Uncle Brad got him as high as a hill.

But mortars are obviously not toys that can be played with in the classroom.

With the safety on, the transformation technique could still be maintained for a few minutes. Just when Albert was hesitant to pull the trigger, a hand reached out from the side and took away the pistol in his hand.

"Evo? What is this?" George asked casually, handing the thing in his hand to Fred.

Albert hurriedly tried to get back what was in Fred's hand, but there was George between them, not to mention that Fred had already put his finger on the trigger, which made him even more panicked.

"No! Don't point that thing at anyone!" Albert couldn't care less about classroom discipline. He suddenly rushed towards Fred, trying to take back the pistol.

"What are you doing!"

Fred was startled by the startled Albert, and when Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly sounded from behind him, he was so frightened that he trembled violently and took out his pistol.

"Bang!" The pistol fell to the ground and went off.

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I'm thinking that the protagonist team should not be called "Silver Hands".

Anyway, the protagonist's battles are all about close combat with a flashing face, and it would be good to develop into a paladin with "the holy light fooling you" in the future.