v2 Chapter 406： My transfiguration class looks like this

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"Let's skip the roll call... Frankly speaking, I don't think anyone can turn down the charm of Transfiguration, especially you." Sean said with a smile, "First of all, let me introduce myself, although you should all know me."

"Sean Wallup, Ravenclaw 4th grader, is currently a teaching assistant in Transfiguration, certified by Professor McGonagall - by the way, I mainly teach first and second grade Transfiguration, and some third grades grade classes."

"I want to teach the senior class too, but Professor McGonagall won't let—" Sean shrugged

The freshmen below all laughed in unison, and at the same time, they immediately combined the image they showed Sean in their hearts.

Polite, gentle, humorous, and strong enough to be trusted by professors—and seems to talk well.

Sean looked at everyone's expressions and smiled secretly.

It seems that the second grade group of children did not describe to them the way "Professor Wallup" taught.

Yep, it made their first class a little more impressive.

Sean closed the book, took out his wand in his hand, and walked around the amphitheatre.

"Yes, yes, close your "Elementary Transfiguration", the first class, I don't think it's good to write a lot of notes for you, we can change it to a more vivid and more vivid-" Sean paused. Paused, laughed, "Interesting way to teach."

When the freshmen heard this, they closed the books one by one, showing an expression of anticipation.

Of course, there were also a few "Little Hermione" and "Little Percy" who were slightly puzzled, and the act of closing the book was slightly regrettable.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think is Transfiguration?"

Sean walked to the back of the classroom, leaning casually against the wall.

Immediately someone raised their hand.

"Please, this Miss Fiora."

The little girl, somewhat like Hermione, stood up and immediately recited in a crisp voice: "This class teaches students to learn and understand how to change the shape and appearance of an object. This type of magic is often called Transfiguration. Transfiguration. Art has limitations, as illustrated by Gamp's Basic Law of Transfiguration. Transfiguration has many branches, including cross-species transformation and human transformation. Learning Transfiguration requires a lot of "hard work" because it is more rigorous and more rigorous than other disciplines. Science. Transfiguration is only successful if you get it exactly right."

The little girl talked a lot, and it could be seen that she was a good student with a background in magic from a wizard family.

However, this is not the answer Sean wants.

He smiled and motioned for the other person to sit down: "Correct answer, Miss Fiora, two points for Gryffindor."

"The explanation is very specific and objective. This is almost the simplest word that can be summed up by predecessors to summarize transfiguration - but, what I want to tell you is."

Sean waved his wand: "Nebulus"

Layers of fog suddenly appeared in the classroom, and the fog slowly fell from the ceiling, turning the entire Transfiguration classroom into a fog room where people could not see clearly.

The freshmen looked around in amazement. They could only see the closest classmate to them, and the figure of Professor Wallup could not even be seen.

Sean's voice came from the fog, and the students turned their heads and saw only the fog.

"Transfiguration, in my opinion, is the most essential word that can best represent [magic], which cannot be described in detail."

"Transfiguration is the most intuitive way to reflect the mysterious side of [magic]."

"Like the fog that surrounds you..."

Sean's voice dropped slowly, as if he was caught in a fog.

The freshmen involuntarily moved closer to their companions.

Sean's voice came from all over the mist again.

"Imagine, gentlemen and ladies, imagine that the mist that surrounds you is the magic of the world..."

Hearing this, the students involuntarily stretched out their hands and waved, wanting to touch the mist, but they could only let out a tiny gap.

"Look, under normal circumstances, magic is untouchable."

Sean's laughter came, and then everyone was surprised to find that they seemed to be eroded by the fog, and at the same time there were flickering spots of light in the fog.

The entire classroom suddenly became like a dream, and everyone in it seemed to be slowly indulging in it.

"You know magic, you know magic, and you know that you are a wizard, but you can't explain what the essence of magic is, why magic can be activated by magic spells and wands, why wizards can store and cast magic power, and why they can convert magic power. For the magical power that acts on all kinds of food."

"Who can explain the nature of magic?"

As soon as Sean got on the phone, all the students fell into contemplation. Some of the children from Muggle families had received quite good science education before they entered school. They found that it was indeed difficult to explain this phenomenon in terms of science and magic. everything.

Someone hesitantly asked towards the fog: "Professor Wallop, but aren't we going to Hogwarts to learn magic better? How do I think, in your mouth..."

Sean smiled and said, "In my mouth, magic doesn't seem to be something that can be learned by learning?"

The man nodded, and the light spots in the mist under his neck flickered with the airflow.

"Of course," Sean smiled more briskly. "We are here to learn magic spells, and how to control magic more efficiently and safely. This is our learning goal."

"Then shouldn't we be looking for the nature of magic?" Someone else asked.

"Of course, to explore the nature of magic, this should be what every wizard who maintains enthusiasm and curiosity should do."

When this sentence was finished, everyone saw that the mist began to shake violently, and they even felt that the mist lingering around them wanted to draw some kind of power from their bodies!

More spots of light floated out of everyone's bodies, and then gathered into the mist.

A swirling cloud appeared in the thick fog. It was like a huge vacuum cleaner attracting all the fog and gathering all the light spots.

The classroom finally became clear, and the students stared in amazement at the cloud formed by the fog in the center of the classroom.

No, it doesn't seem like it should be called a cloud group.

The fog still turned dark, and the light spots that came out of nowhere gathered in the center, looking like a condensed galaxy.

And Sean, still standing at the beginning, did not move.

He smiled slightly and moved his wand.

The nebula floated quickly and passed through everyone without hindrance.

Everyone was taken aback, they only felt their bodies became cold and hot, as if something was taken away, and something seemed to be left behind.

Nebula came to Sean's hand, he poked it lightly, and said to everyone with a smile.

"I say this and do this just to tell you one thing."

The students pricked up their ears.

"Don't be addicted to appearances and don't just see appearances. The essence of magic needs to be explored from generation to generation, although magic can never be explained clearly."

"I want everyone to keep one thing firmly in mind."

"The essence of magic is—" Sean threw the nebula into the middle of the classroom.

"Miracle."

The nebula scattered, and the classroom became a bright starry sky, like a dream.

The students were also amazed to find that among the countless light-point stars, one was firmly connected to themselves with an almost invisible silver thread.

"This is... magic..." someone whispered, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were full of uncontrollable enthusiasm and anticipation.

"Yes, remember, magic means—miracle."

Sean waved his wand again, and the starry sky was instantly closed and turned into a star cluster again.

"Professor, what is that, why, why is the cable connected to me?"

"Let's maintain some mystery—" Sean blinked, letting the nebula float in mid-air.

"Don't forget, this is a class of Transfiguration."

Everyone was stunned. They almost forgot that this was a transfiguration class - but I have to say that what Professor Wallup showed just now has mobilized everyone's curiosity and excitement.

"Magic represents miracles," Sean stopped beside a little wizard wearing a wizard hat, "and why is Transfiguration the best representation of magic?"

He tapped his wand lightly, and the little wizard's hat floated steadily.

"Look, this is a magic spell, a levitation spell for entry. It has an obvious effect, floating things up—" Sean waved his wand as he spoke, and the hat suddenly turned into pieces, "This is also a magic spell, Turned hats into pieces."

He kept waving his wand, and the wizard hat kept burning, stiffening, freezing.

Finally, Sean patted the stunned little wizard on the shoulder.

"Reparo"

The intact wizard hat safely returned to the little wizard's head.

"Can anyone feel the difference?"

A black and thin black and thin little boy raised his hand hesitantly.

"Yes, Mr. Axton."

Campbell Axton, who was the first branch of the day and was assigned to Ravenclaw, stood up and said somewhat uncertainly: "I, I don't know the reason, but no matter what kind of magic you use Curse, it's... all hats?"

Sean smiled with satisfaction: "Correct, two points for Ravenclaw."

"Yes, floating hats, cracked hats, burning hats...etc—all hats."

"And Transfiguration—"

In the system panel no one could see, Hermione Granger's echoes had accumulated to the fortieth time.

Echo Effect: Echo of Hermione Granger (Gold): For every five spells you cast for half an hour of playing this card, the next spell becomes silent casting; every twenty spells you cast , the next spell will become wandless casting; for every forty spells cast, the next spell will be boosted. (The reverberation effect can be overlapped)

Sean went to the podium and opened his hands to everyone.

Exclamations continued.

Everyone's wizard hats have been transformed into all kinds of things, from the most common cats, dogs, rabbits, lions, tigers, crocodiles, and even elephants and giraffes that have been reduced in size.

In addition to animals, there are people with the latest game console, a brand new bike, a photo with their parents, and so on.

They found that their wizard hats had either become their favorite animals or their favorite things now!

In the classroom, there was an endless stream of exclamations.

Sean's hands were still open, and he looked at everyone with a smile.

"Welcome to the world of Transfiguration."

"…"

"…"

"…"

After a brief silence, the Transfiguration classroom boiled like hot oil had been poured.

Everyone's faces were filled with unbelievable excitement, and more than half of them had even stood up holding their deformed hats.

"Is this... Transfiguration..."

Under Sean's thick robe, his chest was heaving slightly.

Even with Hermione's reverberation and some silent power, it's really hard enough to deform so many objects at the same time...

But so far it seems to be working well.

At this time, someone excitedly hugged a crocodile the size of his head and asked excitedly: "Professor! Professor! How did you do it at this time?! Apart from transfiguration, why do you know that my favorite is crocodiles?"

Sean gave him a mysterious wink.

"Because, this is what you deformed yourself."

"Huh?" A lot of question marks hung on the students' heads.

Sean snapped his fingers, and the nebula just now drifted over and spread out again.

The starry sky reappears, and the twinkling stars link everyone to each other.

Immediately, students responded.

"Sir, this star...is this our own magic power? In your metamorphosis just now, UU reading borrowed our magic power?!" He shouted excitedly.

Sean just smiled mysteriously, neither denying nor admitting.

How could he have the ability to absorb the magic power of others and legimize so many people...

The star is an illusion spell, as for everyone's preferences... it's written on the personal information form...

However, the students clearly felt that this was the magic of Professor Sean Wallup, and they were more excited and more enthusiastic.

Suddenly, a girl asked in a low voice, "Professor, you said this was the Transfiguration we did together, what about yours? What do you like the most?"

"Yes, Professor."

"You're not out of shape!"

Sean glanced at the podium, touched his chin and said slowly, "My..."

"Oh—this, not bad."

The podium wriggled.

"Roar—" The terrifying dragon roar resounded through almost the entire castle.

The freshmen took a few steps back in fright, staring in horror at the terrifying creature in front of them.

The podium became a fire dragon!

Fire dragon!

Although it is not the kind of fire dragon that is more than ten meters long and eats people, this thing is something that all the freshmen present have never seen before.

Sean patted the little fire dragon's wings and said with a relaxed smile, "I personally like fire dragons quite a bit."

The freshmen looked at each other.

Something like a fire dragon... Can you like it when you're around?

At this time, Sean snapped his fingers again, and the new student was even more horrified to find that the arm of his assistant teacher was actually turning into a dragon claw!

"The magic of Transfiguration also comes with greater risk." Sean waved his right paw.