Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

Terry asked, "What's in the bottle? Are they seeds?"

“The seed of the Airship Lee.” Vizette nodded and held up the pendant, explaining, “This is the Airship Lee pendant, which can enhance the ability to receive unusual things.”

Anthony frowned. "Airship Lee? Increases the ability to perceive anomalous phenomena? Will it keep me awake in History of Magic class?"

“Professor Binns’s lectures have a special magic,” Wizette said with a smile. “If you get used to his tone, you’re sure to gain something from them.”

"As for the special effects of the airship Li, Luna told me it varies from person to person. At least for me, the airship Li's effects are outstanding."

Terry was eager to try it out. "Would you plant these seeds? We could give it a shot!"

Michael immediately joked, "Maybe you'll need a skillful little sister who can help you make the pendant..."

Vizette paid no attention to his roommates' bickering; his mind was entirely on Luna's reply.

Luna's reply was simple, describing her day in a slow and detailed manner.

She harvested airship plums in the garden, tasted sweet chocolate frogs, and painted a picture in her bedroom...

He also mentioned Xenophilius's praise of him, and the airship pendant, hoping it would inspire him.

Vizette hung the pendant around her neck, gazing at the rosy-cheeked airship Lee, her thoughts seemingly drifting across the Scottish Highlands back to that garden filled with strange, magical plants…

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There is another Transfiguration class in the afternoon, which Ravenclaw will have to take together with Gryffindor.

When Vizette entered the classroom, she saw that there were quite a few Gryffindors standing by the podium.

Before Professor McGonagall entered the classroom, they used all their skills to tease the tabby cat on the podium.

They laughed and joked, but they couldn't move the tabby cat in the slightest.

Vizette frowned. Seeing the tabby cat, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it before.

He quickly recalled that when he faced the Runewe, an identical cat had appeared before, and that cat was actually Professor McGonagall in disguise.

Seeing the joyful atmosphere in Gryffindor, the roommates wanted to join in the fun, but Wizette quickly stopped them.

Anthony sat in his seat, still watching the tabby cat. "Don't you like cats? That cat's markings are so beautiful, especially the black spots around its eyes, they're like picture frames!"

"This isn't just any cat, it's..." Vizette explained.

Before he could finish explaining, the loud school bell rang.

The tabby cat, which had been sitting on the podium, suddenly moved, leaping forward and transforming into a human shape in mid-air.

"Professor McGonagall."

"Professor McGonagall!" the Gryffindors screamed, rushing back to their seats at lightning speed.

They put on serious expressions with tight faces and sat up straight, trying to get away with it.

Anthony, still shaken, asked, "How did you figure that out?"

Vizette said in a low voice, "You just said that the dark spots around your eyes look like eyeglass frames; such patterns are very rare."

Professor McGonagall, with a serious expression, said loudly, "Perhaps in your eyes, Transfiguration magic is like a cat, something that can be teased at will without paying any price."

"However, in fact... this is the most complex and dangerous magic you will ever encounter in school, and I do not want you to get hurt or even lose your lives because of it."

"Anyone who tries to cause trouble in class will be kicked out of here forever! To prevent them from getting into trouble because of their arrogance. Please remember this!"

Seeing the students nod repeatedly, she softened her tone, "As your first Transfiguration magic class, what you need to master most is not the spells, but caution."

"Approach shapeshifting magic with caution, even if it only looks like a cat. Be careful to prevent it from turning into your worst fear."

"That's enough of the advice. Turn to page four of 'The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration' and start by learning how to cast Transfiguration spells..."

Transfiguration magic is indeed a complex subject.

Despite copying the "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" into a book, Wizette still only had a superficial understanding of its contents.

At this time, an excellent guide is especially important, and Professor McGonagall is such a guide.

Based on her own experience, she deconstructed the textbook content, making the originally difficult and obscure theory of transformation no longer so hard to understand.

Halfway through the class, Professor McGonagall finished explaining the theory from simple to complex, and then officially moved on to the practical operation.

She gave each student in the class a match, and the students' task was simple—to turn the match into a needle.

Having endured half a lesson of theoretical knowledge, the students couldn't wait to start putting it into practice.

For a moment, the classroom was filled with chaotic chanting.

As Professor McGonagall said, Transfiguration magic may seem cute like a cat, but in reality it can be extremely difficult and dangerous.

After a burst of multicolored magical light, some of the matches in front of the students exploded with a loud bang, instantly shattering into countless sparks that flew in all directions.

Professor McGonagall reacted quickly, waving her wand to transform the scattered sparks into small birds.

The little bird chirped melodiously, circled once above the classroom, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Focus! Be careful!" Professor McGonagall shouted. "Your objective needs to be clearer! Imagine the shape, size, and texture of the needle!"

This seemingly effortless transformation magic greatly increased the students' enthusiasm for practice.

Before long, Professor McGonagall patrolled to the table where Wizette was sitting.

She had noticed earlier that Vizette hadn't cast a spell immediately, but instead closed her eyes and began to imagine.

Seemingly sensing Professor McGonagall's gaze, Vizette opened her eyes.

Through his imagination, he had constructed a clear enough image; now all he needed was the aid of a spell.

"Skillful adaptation!"

Chapter 36 Maintaining the Essence

The feeling of casting a transformation spell is wonderful.

With the help of the spell, Vizette's consciousness covered the surface of the match, as if it had transformed into a pair of hands that could knead the match at will.

He had a sense of déjà vu, as if he were dreaming back to his childhood days of playing with mud.

A clear goal.

A silver needle appeared in Vizette's mind. He used his consciousness to knead the match, and the match actually began to stretch and become sharp.

More details are needed...

He tried his best to replicate every detail of the silver needle.

It should have a shimmering metallic color... the needle tip should be finer... it should have a small eye for threading...

The matches on the table kept changing shape, their edges becoming softer and softer, and the red and wood colors on their surfaces gradually fading.

The bright luster of the metal became more and more obvious, and the shape of the match grew longer and longer, with the end gradually tapering to form a sharp needle...

"This is only the first time casting a spell, and it's already successful?" Anthony glanced at the matches in front of him and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "That's incredibly fast!"

Professor McGonagall nodded slightly, agreeing with Anthony's statement.

Transfiguration magic requires not only caution, but also sufficient patience and imagination.

Wizette's first step was to close her eyes and imagine, rather than rush into action, which was a sign of caution.

Professor McGonagall observed a methodical process of change, with each step taken steadily and surely, without rushing for quick results, but rather making changes little by little – a testament to patience.

Vizette had not stopped casting the spell, clearly because the magic was not yet truly complete.

The silver needle has a hole at its end for drawing the thread, and its surface also shows fine textures.

Professor McGonagall bent down to examine it and discovered that it was the pattern of mistletoe.

The mistletoe pattern is the finishing touch, giving this silver needle more than just an everyday item; it adds even more value to it.

The ability to generate complex patterns through willpower is the power of imagination, a unique advantage of wizards.

She held the silver needle in her hand and shouted, "Mr. Lovegood has completed the magic, successfully turning a match into a silver needle! Ravenclaw, add five points!"

The students all looked up and turned to look at her.

"Grow bigger quickly!" Professor McGonagall cast a spell, and the tiny silver needle rapidly lengthened and thickened, transforming into a beautifully carved awl.

She held up the awl to show the students, "Look everyone, this is a very successful transformation magic trick! Besides the pinhole, Mr. Lovegood also conjured up beautiful patterns!"

“Not only did you conjure up silver needles, but they also have patterns on them…” Anthony patted Vizet’s shoulder heavily. “The way you are… is putting a lot of pressure on me!”

"Stop the curse instantly!" Professor McGonagall restored the silver needles to their original size. "Vizet, well done!"

"Thank you!" Vizette took the silver needle, then suddenly thought of a question: "Professor McGonagall, is this needle now considered wood or metal?"

“That’s an interesting question,” Professor McGonagall chuckled. “You’ve only changed the appearance of the match, so it’s still wood.”

Vizette asked, "Is it possible to change the nature of a match using shapeshifting magic, turning it into a real silver needle?"

“Of course you can, but I don’t recommend you do it,” Professor McGonagall explained patiently. “The danger of Transfiguration magic stems from this.”

"For an inanimate object, changing its essence might simply mean making it less fragile and more usable. But what if you change your very essence?"

"After changing your essence, are you still yourself? To possess a true body of steel means that your essence also needs to become steel, and your original essence will be lost."

"The essence can be lost?" Vizet opened his mouth, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Professor McGonagall saw the lingering fear on Vizette's face and nodded slightly. "That's the essence. In my opinion, the essence of a wizard comes from his thoughts, his desires, that is, his soul."