Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Although the words "Slytherins are brothers and sisters" are a bit watery, they were executed very well in school.

The prefect sent these little snakes to the classroom of the transformation class before leaving to catch up with their own lessons.

The school bell rang abruptly.

Professor McGonagall called the roll and found that Ron Weasley and Harry Potter hadn't arrived, and his face showed a little displeasure.

The stern witch expressed a strong displeasure at the students of her academy who were late for the first day.

She assigned preview tasks to them with a straight face, and then turned into a gray cat and jumped onto the desk.

The cat's two paws stand gracefully side by side, and the tail is held reservedly around the paws.

Allen noticed that there was a square pattern around the gray cat's eyes-that was the pattern of Professor McGonagall's glasses.

This normal class experience made Alan very novel, almost looking at the gray cat with relish.

Soon, he realized that he was stared at by the cat, so he obediently lowered his head and flipped through the "Elementary Transfiguration" that he had engraved in the Memory Palace long ago.

...he had no intention of offending a professor on his first day of school.

After a while, Harry and Ron arrived panting with their textbooks.

Hermione glanced back and shook her head.

Allen sat upright and full of energy. He had already re-read the textbook in a while.

His ears sensitively sensed the two heavy steps. His eyes were fixed on the textbook, as if he was reading it seriously, but his energy was half-divided there.

Draco next to him glanced at the two of them and wrinkled his nose.

Ron didn't see Professor McGonagall heaving a sigh of relief, and poked Harry next to him, "What do you think Professor McGonagall will look like if he sees us late?"

Harry watched him speechlessly without answering.

In Alan's peripheral vision, the flower cat shrugged its nose, squinted its eyes and jumped off the desk, turning into a woman with a tight bun, looking seriously at the two late lion cubs.

Ron was stunned and exclaimed, "This is really handsome!"

Professor McGonagall was expressionless, "Thank you for your comment, Mr. Weasley. Maybe I should turn you or Mr. Potter into a pocket watch, so that at least one of you can still attend class on time."

Allen glanced over there inadvertently, and gave Harry a wink.

So Harry's mouthful of excuses turned into a sincere apology, "I'm sorry, Professor!"

He saw Alan glaring at him, and Fu Zhixin added, "I will familiarize myself with the route of the castle as soon as possible, and I will never be late in the future!"

Professor McGonagall looked at him, and said after a while, "That's the best, Mr. Potter! Go quickly and sit down!"

After the two lions sat listlessly on their seats, Professor McGonagall officially began to teach.

She turned the podium into a pig, then changed the podium back after astonishing everyone, and said sternly, "To reach this point, you still have a long way to go!

"Now, I will explain to you the key points of deformation, which is related to your foundation, I hope you can listen carefully to the class!"

Allen unscrewed the pen and wrote a word or two on the parchment from time to time.Draco lowered his head to write notes frantically, the quill kept shaking.

After the theory was finished, Professor McGonagall took out his wand and said, "transfiguration."

The tip of an ordinary match sharpened, and the silver appeared on it, becoming a sharp needle.

She gave each a match and asked them to wave their wands to transform.

The little wizards were a little disappointed. They tried their best to adjust their mentality and waved their wands at the matches.

The sound of little wizards chanting spells sounded in the classroom, and Allen looked at the match fixedly, and he was sure that the wizarding world was very poor!

It happened that Professor McGonagall passed by him, saw him not moving, and patted him on the shoulder.

Allen looked up at Professor McGonagall, picked up his wand and lit the match.

Immediately afterwards, the match turned into a long, thin, sharp needle!

This surprised Professor McGonagall. She bent down slightly and asked Allen, "Mr. Cornwall, have you learned the silent spell?"

Allen sat up slightly, "I don't know, professor."

He also hoped to get guidance from Professor McGonagall, so he said sincerely,

"I found that as long as you are calm enough, focused and determined, you can use the wand to cast magic naturally! Even, for me, it is more convenient to cast spells silently than to read them out."

Draco on the side paused his wand-waving hand, and continued to chant spells vigorously.

Professor McGonagall was very pleasantly surprised. She seemed to understand the purpose of Albus calling them last night and telling Alan Genius.

Such a young child can consider the essence of spellcasting when he first comes into contact with spells.

She nodded, "Yes, Mr. Cornwall. However, we advocate the guidance of magic power by spells because most young wizards of your age cannot control their own magic power.

"The spell can help you cast the spell, and it can also help you smooth out the magic power of your body in the process. Before you know it, you will find that your control over the magic power has become stronger.

"—This is the reason why the magic riots become less when the wizard grows up. Of course, if you don't practice spells at all, the magic power in the little wizard's body will also degenerate, and eventually become a squib."

The sea blue pupils slowly lit up, and Alan realized, "I understand! Thank you, Professor, for your guidance!"

Professor McGonagall nodded in relief, and said loudly, "Mr. Cornwall's perfect transfiguration! Five points for Slytherin!"

The little mixed-race snakes looked at each other with weird expressions.

The cubs were very surprised, avoiding the other Gryffindors, and carefully gave Allen a thumbs up.

Professor McGonagall looked at Alan, whose eyes were slightly bright, and was very happy. After thinking about it, she brought Alan to the podium and asked him to turn the podium into a cabinet.

The little wizards all stopped to look.

This requirement is too outrageous, as Professor McGonagall just said, the bigger something is, the harder it is to deform!

The pure-blooded little wizards are watching the fun, while the Muggle-born little wizards are worried about their crown prince.

Draco thought of the watch cabinet last night, and felt that this guy might really be conjured up.

Harry was a little smug, only he knew that Alan could really do it!

Ever since Edward asked Allen to turn his desk into a sofa, Allen was very dissatisfied with the ugly sofa that turned out for the first time.

He practiced many times in the evening class, and when he made a mistake, he tried to figure out the magic theory that could kill people, and only then did he make progress today.

Harry marveled at the perseverance.

Allen looked at the desk and quickly came up with a method.

He waved his wand, and the underside of the desk protruded outwards, and then expanded. The wood in the middle split a gap, and a small piece of wood protruded to become a handle, and finally turned into a classic double-door wardrobe.

Professor McGonagall opened the door of the closet and was even more pleasantly surprised to see that the cross bars and small compartments inside were complete.

The little wizards had already dropped their jaws in shock.

Harry and Hermione were even more stunned. They knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was a genius, but they didn't expect such a genius.

Hermione glanced at her unchanged match, and felt that it was impossible for her to be the first in the grade, and she could still get the second in the grade after working hard.

Professor McGonagall took out a book and handed it to Allen in surprise, and said gently, "Allen, your spell level has completely exceeded the requirements of the first grade, so you don't need to read the first grade book, this is the second grade book." Textbook, read it first."

Allen took it, saluted and thanked Professor McGonagall, and returned to his seat.

Draco pursed his lips and poked Allen, "Alan! How on earth did you do it?!"

Allen thought for a while, "Conceive the structure in your mind, wave the wand, and let the wand drive the magic power and cover the object."

The little wizards who eavesdropped quietly:? ? ?

I seem to understand... and I don't seem to understand...

Draco had a long face, so Allen had to say a few more words,

"When casting a spell, you must be calm and confident, and believe that you can do it! Try to feel the magic power in your body, let them flow, use the wand as the driving point, and cover the object more delicately——the success rate of deformation will increase. Much higher."

The little wizards eavesdropping around frowned blankly.

They could still understand the first half, but the second half... the little wizards racked their brains to feel it, but still found nothing.

Isn't magic, like air, everywhere? !

The little wizards couldn't understand, but Professor McGonagall knew how refined this was. She looked at Alan in great surprise, and held her wand with both hands, "A refined summary for Mr. Cornwall, Slytheringa very!"

She looked at Alan lovingly, "Mr. Cornwall, stay after class."

Undoubtedly, even Neville, who was slow to react, could tell that Alan had won the favor of this witch who was known for her strictness.