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Chapter 13 Transfiguration Club 【Ask for Flower Recommendation Tickets】

On the other side, Amber, who returned to the Slytherin lounge, was lying leisurely in his single dormitory.

I have to say, being a prefect has many benefits.

A single-person dormitory with a bathroom is only a trivial part of the privilege.

After a period of time, the status has stabilized, and the understanding of Hogwarts has reached a certain level.

The prefect's unique night watch qualification is the part that Amber values ​​most.

Thinking of this, Amber suddenly sat up and took out a double-sided mirror from the ring.

With so much happening on his first day at Hogwarts, he needed to have a deep conversation with Grindelwald.

Slowly wipe the double-sided mirror, the inside of the mirror is filled with white fog.

After a while, Grindelwald's thin and old face appeared on the other side of the mirror.

"Contact me on your first day at Hogwarts, I don't know whether to call you brave or stupid."

As soon as they met, Grindelwald made no secret of his mockery of Amber.

"You can understand the confidence that comes with wisdom."

Lazily stretched, Amber lay casually on the sofa.

It's a wonderful feeling. When talking to Grindelwald, you don't have to worry about the Cruciatus being shot at any time.

For Amber, it was a rare experience.

Seeing Amber's rare relaxed expression, Grindelwald's expression was very strange.

But after thinking about it, he wisely gave up the meaningless nonsense and turned the topic to business.

"How was your day? Which college did you go to?"

"Slytherin, where else would it be."

Scratching his hair, seeing that Grindelwald wasn't speaking, Amber knew he was waiting for his explanation.

"The four houses at Hogwarts each have their own characteristics, but the ones that have helped me the most right now are Ravenclaw and Slytherin."

"Gryffindor is reckless and impulsive, uncontrollable, and Hufflepuff is easygoing and lazy, and it is not suitable for my current situation."

With that said, Amber sat up and poured a cup of coffee.

While sipping, he continued:

"Ravenclaw's strengths lie in its strong research atmosphere and unique library, which, thanks to the mechanism of the Ravenclaw's knocker, are not limited to those in the hospital."

"If you want to maximize profits, there is only Slytherin."

At this point, Amber's face turned serious.

"What's more, of the four deans, only Snape has an obvious weakness, which may be of use to me."

"Not bad, not bad. It's a long brain."

Although there was no mercy in his words, the look of approval on Grindelwald's face showed his true mood.

For Grindelwald, there is no better thing than the successor he taught, who can weigh the pros and cons so calmly.

"Teacher, there is one more thing to ask you."

After reporting what he had done today, Amber looked at Grindelwald as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Based on what you know about the principal, if you want him to take some interest in me and investigate, but not to get to the bottom of it, how far should I go?"

"Why are you asking this? Did something happen?"

Hearing Amber's strange request, Grindelwald instinctively frowned.

"That's it, after I came back from Nurmengard that day..."

In a few words, Amber quickly recited all the things that had happened before, emphasizing the strength that he had exposed in front of Dumbledore.

By the way, he also told Grindelwald about his plans.

"Since a part of it has been exposed, you might as well throw out the initiative that can let the principal know. Just hide the relationship between me and the teacher."

"It's a bit of a hassle. Albus has always been very thoughtful, and it's not easy to fool him."

Grindelwald also found it difficult to hear Amber's account.

But then he remembered something he had overheard while traveling with Dumbledore.

"I do have a way to not only divert Albus's eyes, but maybe even further your research."

"What can I do? Teacher, tell me!"

Hearing Grindelwald say this, Amber suddenly became interested.

It is not uncommon to be able to kill two birds with one stone, especially what came out of Grindelwald's mouth is full of gold.

"When I was traveling in Europe with Albus, I vaguely heard him say that when he was at Hogwarts, he and Nick Lemay had a long correspondence with Nick Lemay, and he also studied alchemy to a certain extent. "

"His manuscripts should still be hidden in Hogwarts. And as far as I know, he has studied the aspect of magic curing."

"If you can find those manuscripts, it will not only re-direct Albus's eyes to alchemy, but it should also be very helpful for your magical machinery research."

"awesome!"

Hearing the news, Amber jumped up.

Dumbledore's manuscript was also researched together with Nicolrome, the first person in alchemy today.

Such a thing is a rare treasure anywhere, not to mention that Amber is now battling for something magically solidified.

"Teacher, why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

"roll!"

The double-sided mirror was cut off neatly, and the white mist filled the mirror again.

In the face of Grindelwald's bad character, Amber didn't care.

He had long been used to the moodiness of the old man. After all, a guy who trains his students with the Cruciatus Curse can count on him to have such a patient character.

Now his mind was all on Dumbledore's manuscript.

That's what really matters.

"It's been decided that I will be traveling at night from next week. I don't believe it, except for the headmaster's office, Hogwarts, and other things I can't find."

After making up his mind, Amber fell back on the big bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Amber was up.

Silently came to the lake, Amber held a wand in his right hand, and the tip of the wand flickered with electric light, which lasted for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, Amber was sweating profusely, and the electric light at the tip of the stick was not as stable as before, flickering on and off, and the successor was weak.

The magic power in his body has become nearly exhausted after this long-term output.

Wait until the electric light at the tip of the wand is completely extinguished, and you can't squeeze any magic power with all your strength.

Amber just sat down on the lawn, gasping for breath.

This is how he has always exercised his magic power.

Amber has discovered it since the first man he killed when he was five years old.

When one's own magic power is completely exhausted, with the recovery of magic power, the upper limit of magic power will increase invisibly.

Since that day, completely emptying his magic power every morning has become a necessary homework for him to persevere.

For a few years, Amber's strength has been able to surpass his peers, and he is not inferior to a considerable number of adult wizards. It is not just that mysterious scroll.

Lying under the tree by the lake, watching the sun slowly rise from the distant mountain tops.

Amber then stood up, patted the grass clippings on his body, and walked towards the middle of Hogworth Castle.

The first class in the school was Transfiguration taught by McGonagall, and Amber couldn't be late.

Perhaps because it was too early, when Amber came to the Transfiguration classroom, the entire classroom was empty.

Only on the podium, a raccoon cat with a pattern of glasses was lying there lazily, staring straight at Amber, motionless.

"Professor McGonagall, morning."

Bowing slightly towards the raccoon cat, Amber sat on the front table without caring.

And Amber's actions also surprised Amber for a moment. After all, he has been teaching this way for decades, and Amber is the first wizard who can recognize his f*ck Gus form.

"How did you recognize it?"

Seeing that it was still early, the raccoon cat jumped forward and stretched rapidly in mid-air.

In a blink of an eye, the serious and poignant Professor McGonagall appeared in front of Amber.

"It's no secret that the professor is a registered f*ck Gus."

Amber smiled slightly and nodded again.

"What's more, I have also learned Transfiguration myself before."

"Mr. Cadmus, I have to remind you that Transfiguration is a very delicate subject, and practicing it without authorization may lead to irreversible accidents."

"Yes, Professor, you are quite right, but—"

Amber drew his wand and tapped it lightly on the desk in front of him.

With the output of magic power, the desk made of solid wood changes instantly, grows slowly, and finally grows into a huge cherry tree that covers the entire classroom.

The pink cherry blossoms even trembled slightly in the treetops, and the elegant fragrance permeated the entire classroom.

Even Amber's textbooks have turned into butterflies, swirling around the cherry blossom trees, adding a touch of vitality to this beautiful artistic conception.

Seeing this cherry tree, McGonagall was speechless.

He is the number one transfiguration master in the magic world today, and he naturally knows that Amber's hand alone is enough to get a well-deserved O in the seventh grade N.E.W.Ts exam.

Even with this skill alone, it is possible to be recruited by the International Transfiguration Association on the day of the exam, and he has since become a master of transfiguration that has been heavily promoted in the magic world.

"Mr. Cadmus, who taught you Transfiguration?"

"I'm self-taught, professor, and you know, since my parents' accident, there's always been some mischievous people looking after the Cadmus family."

As he said that, Amber spread his hands, showing an innocent and helpless expression on his face.

"I always have to protect myself."

Looking at Amber's still immature face, McGonagall pursed his lips and said hesitantly:

"Mr. Cadmus, are you interested in joining my Transfiguration club?"

[The new book is released, and the data is as cool as the author's fragile heart. Do any readers read it? Even if you just cast an evaluation vote, you can write a book review with a meaning...]*

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