Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

Chapter 45: A Breakthrough of the Century
Professor McGonagall held the two ends of the match between her thumb and index finger, her movements as gentle as if she were handling some kind of treasure.

"Kacha."

The match broke into two halves, and the wooden core inside was clearly visible - no one could imagine that it was transformed from paper.

Professor McGonagall's right hand trembled slightly as she cast a counter-curse on the match.

The broken match quickly changed and returned to its original appearance - a piece of paper that had been torn in the middle.

"Oh my God, Damon, do you know what you have done?"

Mag stared blankly at Damon who was still calmly eating dessert, not understanding why he could still be so calm - didn't this kid understand how shocking a thing he had accomplished?

"You will change the wizarding world."

There was some hesitation on her face, but soon she cheered up again, picked up a piece of paper and said to Damon:

"How can you achieve a transformation of essence? Prove it to me!"

"If it were just matches, it would be easy, Professor."

Damon drew out his wand and said calmly:

Incantatio Microcosmica

His azure eyes lit up with a faint fluorescence, and he read again to the paper held by Professor McGonagall:

Ordinatio Magica

Then, the paper in Professor McGonagall's hand began to shrink and deform, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a match.

A match with extraordinary significance.

"It's so easy?"

Professor McGonagall looked at the match in her hand, then at Damon, whose eyes were glowing with light. She had completely lost her usual composure and asked blankly:

"You gave me this paper because you wanted to—"

"Oh—I'm planning to submit it to Transfiguration Today, and I'd like you to take a look before it's published to see if there are any errors or omissions or anything that needs to be supplemented."

"Today's Transfiguration?" Professor McGonagall paused for a moment before saying, "I'm afraid that won't work."

"why?"

"This is shocking, you'll set the wizarding world on fire—I need to see Dumbledore, I'm sure he can give better advice—are you willing to wait a moment, Damon?"

"Okay, but professor, can you add the credits for me first?"

"I'm sorry—what did you say?"

"House Cup Credits - didn't you deduct 150 points from me because of the Malfoy incident? I hope you can give it back to me. It would be even better if you could give me more."

Professor McGonagall looked at Damon as if he were looking at a magical creature he had never seen before.

"Merlin's beard! Are you kidding me?" She was a little mad. "Do you know that you invented the theory of the century? From now on, all Transfiguration techniques will be based on your theory, and you are still arguing with me about the House Cup score?
As long as your paper is published, they will even name this theory White's Law of Transfiguration, and your name will be recorded in the textbooks. You will be immortalized in the history of magic. Do you understand the meaning of this? Child! "

Professor McGonagall was really anxious. The more she spoke, the more anxious and excited she became. Looking at the slight smile on Damon's lips, she felt that Damon was just teasing her. She also felt that the child might not have understood the situation yet. She said anxiously, which was rare for her.

"I won't talk to you anymore!"

Professor McGonagall waved her hand, hurriedly picked up the paper and the match that Damon had just transformed, and rushed to Dumbledore's office, leaving Damon alone with his tea and snacks.

"Why are you still talking about being angry?" Damon looked at Professor McGonagall's back, who seemed ready to run. He chuckled and took a sip of his tea. "Aren't you the ones who made the House Cup so important?"

He used a levitation spell to grab a macaron and threw it into his mouth from a high place.

Mmm, sweet.

"Zizz bee candy!" Professor McGonagall gave the order, the stone monster jumped aside, and the wall behind it split in two. She couldn't wait to walk up the moving stone stairs and came to the bright door.

She didn't even bother with etiquette and shouted outside the door:
"Dumbledore, are you there?"

"Come in, Minerva."

Professor McGonagall pushed the door open and rushed in. At this time, Dumbledore was replying to the letter from the Ministry of Magic.

"What happened that made you so flustered?"

Dumbledore asked gently, putting down his quill.

"Snapped."

Professor McGonagall practically slammed the paper on the table, her breathing a little hurriedly:

"Y-look at this! Damon wrote this!"

"Oh? What has our Duel Prince figured out?"

Even Dumbledore had started calling him that since the Malfoy incident.

With a faint smile on his face, he picked up the paper that Professor McGonagall had placed on the table. Could it be that she had proposed some novel Transfiguration conjecture that could surprise Minerva so much?
【On the breakthrough research of the second law of Gamp's law of deformation】

The smile on Dumbledore's face vanished at the mere sight of the title.

The faint scent of violets filled the air, and the warm and bright sunlight shone onto the desk through the transparent stained glass. The phoenix Fawkes was quietly preening his feathers, and the portraits in the headmaster's office were motionless, quietly waiting for Dumbledore to come to a conclusion, to decide whether to admire or ridicule him afterwards.

Phineas Black's sneer was already on his lips, waiting for Dumbledore to comment, "Not bad for a child to find out."

Then he would speak and educate McGonagall that she was the vice-principal and should be more steady.

But as time passed, Dumbledore's brows became more and more furrowed.

I'm afraid he never thought that he would hear thunder on such a simple day, on such a sunny day!

This is what Dumbledore was thinking at the moment.

He was drinking tea, reading the newspaper, and replying to official documents, when he was suddenly struck by a bolt of lightning.

Such a shocking conjecture - no, it is not a conjecture at all - it is a new and successful theorem of transfiguration. Who would have thought that it was proposed by a child who is still in the first grade?
“Incredible, simply incredible”

The first words Dumbledore said left all the headmasters in the portraits dumbfounded.

He picked up the match that Damon had transformed, and before he broke it open, he could already sense that the internal structure had been mobilized by magic. As he waved his wand, the match turned back into paper.

Dumbledore suddenly felt curious.

He tore the paper apart and held it up to the sunlight to examine its structure.

Under the sunlight, the edge of the paper showed a light wood color - he did not master the reverse deformation of the material, so he could not restore the original structure of the paper.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, placed the torn paper on the table, and read softly:

Ordinatio Magica

He squinted his eyes and felt a large amount of magic power being mobilized. The paper in front of him seemed to have become a monster that devoured magic power, eating up about 1% of his magic power.

Although there were many reasons for this - he had not yet mastered the spell, nor was he familiar with the principles of transformation. He used the spell created by Damon, combined with the principles in the paper, and forcibly used a huge amount of magic power to achieve the transformation of matter.

But this cannot be changed, what he deformed was just a piece of paper.

In other words, although this law is shocking, it does not mean that any wizard can make good use of it. It can even be said that most wizards cannot do it - and for this reason, this power needs to be guided even more!

"Where's Damon?"

(End of this chapter)