All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 71 Now, cry

The flashing lights of Diagon Alley are brighter than daylight.

Like a white sea.

Linde has a laid-back demeanor like a stroll on the beach.

He lowered his head and looked down at Rita Skeeter, this unscrupulous reporter who maliciously smeared people, this illegal Animagus who eavesdropped on secrets by transforming into insects, this flamboyant and gorgeous middle-aged witch. How many labels are enough to describe a person? No amount is enough. Humans are very complex creatures, but animals in nature are often simple.

Everyone present realized that things were about to take an unexpected and dramatic turn.

The bored onlookers held their breath. The noise of the flash is as intense as the fluttering wings of a hummingbird.

Professor McGonagall looked sideways at the scene.

She felt uneasy about Lind's words.

Rita wanted to say something, but she found that she had been under a restraining spell at some point, and she couldn't even blink, let alone speak.

"I've said it before. Don't waste my kindness. Maybe it's my kindness that allows you to be presumptuous. Look, Rita, I actually don't mind being interviewed, if we can respect each other and do it nicely. With effective communication, things don’t have to come to this situation. Even if you apologize sincerely, I will choose to forgive. You only see the speck in my eye, but not the beam in your own. You say I am too arrogant, you Have you discovered your own bias? Unfortunately, your appearance cannot make me feel any limited compassion."

Professor McGonagall whispered: "De Lin, don't be impulsive." She also stood up, trying to stop everything from continuing before the situation slipped into an irreversible abyss.

"Professor, do you still remember how many laws I proposed in my paper?"

"Two, the essential transformation is a genius idea."

"There is nothing wrong, there are two, people always forget, I proposed two laws, in addition to the essence of deformation, there is one more. Until now, the second law that you are not sure about, but it doesn't matter, I don't mind Use this ready-made example to demonstrate to you. Be my humble apprentice, and show you a more glorious landscape in the field of magic."

When Minerva McGonagall faced the transfer student's thin back, she suddenly felt as if she had returned to her student days, facing Dumbledore at that time, with her head lifted up. She froze in place and made no movement.

She had a premonition that something was going to happen, that it was about to happen, that it was happening, that it had already happened.

Lind pressed his palm that exuded blue aura to Rita's forehead. Behind her exaggerated glasses were a pair of frightened eyes.

"Rita Skeeter. Animagus who is not registered with the Ministry of Magic must feel happy when you transform into a little insect and eavesdrop on other people's secrets. You like this kind of hiding in the dark It feels like you like the feeling of using words to turn things upside down and distort the truth. You don’t have any so-called reporter’s conscience. All your actions are for your own benefit. You use bottomless exaggerated remarks to shock readers’ attention. Good Let the newspaper sell more copies, let the newspaper adopt more of your manuscripts, and give you two more galleons."

Rita's face had turned as pale as a plaster statue.

Linde didn't care what a violent uproar these words caused. The reporters had already gathered around the long table.

The flash had created a dazzling day, stimulating Rita's bloodshot eyeballs, causing tears to flow from the corners of her eyes involuntarily. This even made her mediocre and exaggerated face look a little pitiful.

But he just went on, with the ease of an evening stroll along a suburban street.

"Do you find it incredible? Why do I know this? All those who explore privacy cannot keep their own privacy after all. Rita, Rita, Rita, you have posed a problem for me. The impact you have caused has ruined my reputation. It becomes embarrassing. But you will know that I don't really care about reputation. What I care about is, why didn't you respect my warning? It's okay, it doesn't matter. I will solve the little trouble you caused."

Linde looked around at the noisy crowd and ignored everyone's words. He said, "It's time to give you a little transfiguration shock."

Professor McGonagall begged behind him: "Don't do it, De Lin."

"Professor, please witness Linde's eternal transformation."

In the panic of the public, Linde slowly pulled out Rita's soul. The missing body of this soul exudes rotten black air, which fits people's impression of her.

"Dark wizard! He is a murderer!" The crowd began to flee in panic. The scream sounded like a siren.

There are also dedicated reporters who stay in place. They must truthfully record the horrific scene before them, expose the cruel nature of De Lin to the world, and let everyone know that an evil character comparable to the Dark Lord has appeared in Diagon Alley. , appeared in Hogwarts, and appeared in the stormy magical world.

Linde didn't care about the chaos of the environment, he just regarded these screams as white noise in the background.

Next, is the real highlight.

Strong light shot out from the eye of the tower on Lind's chest, and magical energy with eternal properties surged into Rita Skeeter's lost body. A blazing white light belt enveloped the flesh and blood, Make it float weightlessly.

Minerva McGonagall took half a step back with her right foot, but her left foot moved forward. She staggered and almost fell on the table. Her old and dry lips trembled, and her nystagmus was uncontrollable.She wanted to close her eyes from the horror, but she couldn't help herself from seeing, witnessing, the miracle of Transfiguration magic.

Powerful wizards have the ability to maliciously deform others, which usually has very bad effects. The mind of the deformed victim will suffer great trauma. Even if the original shape is restored, the deformed experience and senses will remain, making people People's temperaments have changed drastically.The consequences of long-term deformation are even irreversible.

But this is just ordinary human transformation, powerful, evil, immoral, nothing more.

This malevolent metamorphosis could never match the feat Linde displayed at this moment.

The terrifying truth known as the law of eternal deformation reveals the chaotic truth that world history can be distorted and tampered with.

The words on the paper flashed in Mag's mind.

"——The key step of eternal transformation is to find an eternal object that transcends time to replace the real object that exists in history. Let the eternal object spread to the past, so that the object that is transformed is no longer the object at the current moment, but this object 's entire past."

Linde did not clarify the nature and acquisition methods of "eternal objects" in the article. Because of this, the wizarding world has no way to start exploring the law of eternal transformation. He proposed a logically self-consistent theory, but because this theory could not be falsified, it was considered to be a wild fantasy by transfiguration researchers.

Professor McGonagall also viewed the law of eternal deformation in this way, and she also advised Linde to delete this law from the paper, so as not to affect people's views on the law of essential deformation.

But at this moment, after witnessing this situation, she suddenly realized that Lin De had already found the so-called "eternal thing", and his theory was real and feasible!

Wizards really have the power to change history.

"Merlin..." Professor McGonagall murmured feebly.

Rita Skeeter's flesh twisted in the magical energy, the colors that made up her body began to mix, and the contours of her body began to deform.

Lind didn't pay attention to the twisted body of lost souls. He whispered to the trembling soul of the witch in his hands: "I know your Animagus is a beetle, but I think your soul is a carrion." Hyenas are greedy, cunning, and will retaliate. So I will make you look the same, and I will let you live as your own soul. Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. I will even capture your soul and keep your memory, because I'm going to let you live in a hyena's body, in a world where Rita Skeeter was never born. Now you can start crying."