All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 14 Profound Transformation

Harry asked, "Does that Ritual Stone really hold dark secrets?"

Lind waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Maybe, but I couldn't activate it."

Hermione Granger asked suddenly: "Which book did you learn the spell you used? I memorized "Standard Spells", and there is not a single such spell in it."

Neville also whispered, "And you don't seem to be using a wand..."

Ron explained to the little girl carelessly: "Ah, not all the spells are the same as those in the book. The spells I know are similar to these."

Hermione's eyes were sharp, "What magic do you know?"

"I can turn Scabbers yellow." Scabbers is Ron's pet, an old, disabled and frail mouse. Like everything about this Weasley boy, it was used by his brothers. For him, wands, textbooks, and pets.

After hearing these words, everyone turned their eyes towards him. Ron looked at each other guiltily, and then slowly pulled out his wand from the suitcase - the wand was worn out and even the core was exposed. - He began to cast spells.

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

Ron's wand was pointed at Scabbers, and the mouse dozed off with its head tucked into a fruit-candy wrapper, unmoved by the spell.

There was silence in the compartment for a while, and the sound of the train running over the track was loud and harsh.

Embarrassed and angry, he muttered curses to Scabbers, then put away his wand sullenly.

Harry didn't know how to comfort him.

Hermione took out her wand at this point, "I practiced some spells in books during the holidays, and they all worked." Then, pointing to Harry's battered pair of glasses, "Reparo! "

This pair of old glasses, which had been broken and tied with lots of transparent tape, were repaired in no time. The frames became shiny and the lenses were clear and full.

"Thank you."

Ron was even more unhappy, biting his lower lip, thinking that Hermione was showing off her skills.

Hermione turned to Lind, "Look, these spells are useful, but yours are either too concise or too long. Is this magic that only seniors can learn?"

Lynd looked forgiving, like a mentor, and he glanced around, drawing the children's attention with his eyes, before he explained: "You are very observant. I did not use a wand, nor did I cast a spell. Because I'm using the wandless silent technique, in fact, I've been using Transfiguration."

"Transfiguration?"

"Yes, among all magics, transfiguration is undoubtedly the most important and the most quintessential category. The wizards who have made achievements in this discipline are all the best in the wizarding world. The headmaster of Hogwarts, The greatest wizard of this era, Professor Dumbledore, once served as a professor of transfiguration. The current vice-principal, Ms. McGonagall, is also a master of transfiguration. I have a piece of advice, listen carefully, if you want to touch the root of magic, Put your passion, inspiration, and trust in Transfiguration."

The door of the compartment was visited again by a customer. "So it's true? The whole car is buzzing about, Harry Potter is in this compartment. Who's Harry Potter?"

The speaker was a handsome blond boy, well-dressed and arrogant. There were two followers standing behind him, both short, fat and ugly boys.

Harry was thoughtful. After hearing the blond boy's words, he subconsciously said hello. When he saw the man's face, he immediately recognized him. They had met in Madam Malkin's robe shop in Diagon Alley. It was a very unpleasant conversation, and Harry felt that this man was almost unbearably arrogant.

"I'm Draco Malfoy." The blond boy nodded to Harry and Linde, who was obviously much older. He ignored the other little wizards, and then introduced his two followers, "This is Clara. Boo and Goyle."

No one spoke in the cubicle, and Ron chuckled at Malfoy's name.

The name Draco is consistent with the constellation of Draco. It is probably similar to the Chinese people who hear other people's names as "Wang Qinglong" and "Li Baihu". It is a bit weird and a bit funny.

Malfoy immediately retorted when he heard the ridicule: "Is my name funny? I knew as soon as I saw your hair that you were another Weasley with freckles on your face and more children at home than you can afford."

Ron was devastated.

Lind spoke to stop Draco's harsh words, "Boy, are you going to kiss mom with this mouth? Now apologize to Ronald, and then Ron, you should also say sorry in time."

"Oh, looks like we have a big shot here," Draco said slowly, like a slug crawling on tiles, "but I don't have to apologize to Weasley. My dad said they It just doesn't fit in with an orthodox wizard."

Harry wished he could punch Draco in the face at this moment, Ron's cheeks were flushed, Neville was closest to the door and was trying to shrink inward, and Hermione was holding on to the wizard's robes. He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Lind suddenly laughed, and he said to Harry, "Look, school trips are always like this, full of ups and downs. What should you do, vent your anger on your friend, or advise him to be patient?"

Harry stood up and faced Malfoy, followed closely by Ron, then Hermione Granger, and Neville, trembling, stood behind his new friend.

This side has the numerical advantage. The blond boy Draco's face is even paler now, his eyes are flickering, and he threatens in a mute voice: "You want to fight, right? We have to fight before school starts. Aren't you afraid of being expelled? My dad's school Members of the board of directors, if you dare to take action, he will definitely expel you all."

Linde was cheerful, leaning against the window sill comfortably, not forgetting to fan the flames: "Don't worry about beating you, I can heal your injuries and make sure no one can see it."

Draco screamed like a girl whose skirt was stolen, then turned and fled with his followers.But before he took two steps, he heard that Lin De said sharply: "Hang upside down!"

The snack boxes scattered on the seats and on the ground turned into long ropes, tied up the three bastards, and then connected one end to the roof of the car, hanging them upside down in the air.

……

"Where did you talk about before? Oh, yes. I killed a necromancer. The next part of the journey was relatively peaceful. After driving for a week, we came to the eastern border of Baimanling, and we are about to enter the eastern border..."

On the early morning of the eighth day of the lunar month, a burst of fog enveloped the riverside camping ground. Most people were still sleeping, and suddenly there was another burst of noise. Linde got out of the tent and looked around the camp covered by the mist. Not far away, there was the clatter of horse hooves, the clang of armor, the wheels turning, and there were many walking black figures in the mist, like a dense low jungle.

Farndal was squatting on a high rock, Kliman looked up and asked, "Farndal, what did you see?"

"Army, lots of soldiers, baggage trains. And cavalry."

Kleeman frowned, "Oh, damn it. Did you see how they were dressed?"

"It's an imperial soldier."

"Fortunately, it's not the Stormcloaks (the Nord rebels led by Ulfric)." Kliman breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Lind and said, "They are rude to outsiders like you. They will still be here in the future. It’s better to have less contact.”

The convoy encountered an advancing Imperial force, led by a fierce Nord woman known to the soldiers as Governor Rikki, who had recruited the entire convoy in the name of Emperor Titus Mede II.

Next, as civilian husbands, they followed the Imperial troops to support the Agave Fortress, which was besieged by the rebels.