Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil

He had only walked a short distance along the path when he sensed a considerable amount of magical power.

Puni composed himself and continued walking towards the bookshelf he wanted.

The library's aisles were long and winding. He kept an eye on the numbers on the shelves and avoided the talking ancient books. It took him about ten minutes to finally find the bookshelf Mrs. Pince had mentioned.

He reached out and carefully searched the bookshelf, and soon found the book "Theory of Metamorphic Deformation".

The book's cover is pure black and hard, with an incredibly complex pattern outlined in gold foil. The pattern is surrounded by circles and rectangles, and includes structural diagrams of countless animals in the center.

Puni gently pulled out the book; it felt heavy in his hand.

He turned the pages, but the first thing he saw was not the prologue.

[No scribbles or annotations allowed in books! Not even Headmaster Dumbledore is exempt! — Irma Pines]

Upon seeing this, Puni couldn't help but smile slightly.

Just as his smile faded, the floating text suddenly changed.

[It's absolutely true. Once, I was writing annotations in a book, and the book actually flew up and hit me hard on the head. It hurt so much that I didn't dare to scribble on it for several days. You all have to be careful. —Albus Dumbledore]

Puni almost burst out laughing when he saw this text.

He continued reading.

"Transformation and metamorphosis have always been a topic of intense debate in the wizarding world. Countless wizards stubbornly believe that as long as they change their own nature and break the rules, they can bring their transformation magic to a new peak and achieve so-called sublimation..."

"As someone who is passionate about getting to the bottom of things and pursuing the essence of magic, I have had in-depth conversations with many wizards who hold this view. In the end, I discovered a sad fact—most of them have never even truly understood themselves, nor recognized the essence of their own magic. They blindly pursue 'change,' mistakenly believing that this is growth and sublimation..."

"In this book, I will not forcefully impose my views, but will act as a guide, leading you step by step to deconstruct yourself, recognize the essence of magic, and even learn to deconstruct the form and energy of all things. I hope that every reader can take fewer detours on the path of transfiguration magic and go further and more steadily..."

This book is extremely detailed, containing not only the author's profound insights into transformation and metamorphosis, but also numerous annotations left by predecessors in the margins of the pages. Some of these annotations agree with the author's views, some offer different perspectives, and others supplement relevant magical case studies.

As Puni perused the book, he combined the author's insights with the annotations of his predecessors, pondering carefully. His understanding of shapeshifting magic deepened little by little, and he even began to form a vague idea: a path of shapeshifting magic that belonged only to him, a path that combined divine power with shapeshifting magic!

The book contained basic transformation exercises, and Puni couldn't help but try them out as he read.

He gently plucked a strand of his own hair, placed it on the ground in front of him, closed his eyes, and the familiar Black family garden appeared in his mind—a garden with lush green leaves, fragrant flowers, and a babbling brook.

He slowly opened his eyes, the tip of his wand hovering above his hair.

As the incantation was uttered, the tiny hair rapidly grew and stretched, instantly transforming into a palm-sized, leaf-shaped bookmark.

Referring to the animal anatomy diagrams and transformation principles in the book, Puni slightly adjusted the angle of his wand, infusing it with a trace of divine power to refine the details of the bookmark. The bookmark's color became more vibrant and bright, and the veins on the leaves became clearer and the textures more delicate, as if they were fresh leaves just picked from a tree, carrying a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

At that moment, Puni suddenly felt a strange sensation, as if he had mastered the power of creation, as if he could use transformation magic to turn any object into whatever he wanted.

He tapped the wand again, and in the light, a thick tree branch appeared in his mind. Several lush green leaves were attached to the tree stump, with glistening dewdrops hanging on the leaves, emitting a faint sandalwood fragrance, full of vitality.

This imagination, under the fusion of divine power and transformation magic, gradually became reality. The leaf bookmark slowly stretched outward, its texture became more and more tender, its color became more and more vibrant, and the edges of the leaves even began to curl slightly, growing tiny branches little by little. The sandalwood scent also became more and more intense, truly possessing the breath of life.

"Puni! Puni! What are you daydreaming about?" Just as Puni was immersed in the wonder of the transformation magic, a hand suddenly gently shook his arm, pulling him back from his focused state.

He looked up and saw Eddie standing beside him. "Hurry up, we've finished our homework. If we're any later, the Great Hall lunch will be gone. And don't forget, we're going to see Quidditch this afternoon!"

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This book provided Puni with profound inspiration. In his previous life of learning, Puni had summarized an effective principle: when you have insights, you should practice them in time. Only through repeated practice can you transform theory into your own ability.

Even now, in the magical world, this principle still applies, and is even more important: mastering magic has never been possible without daily practice.

The three walked along the grass outside the castle, with Puni leading the way. His wand moved like a conductor's baton, waving gently with each step, his movements fluid and skillful.

With each step he took, the tiny blades of grass crushed by his feet would subtly transform under the magic of his wand, shedding their emerald green and turning into pure white, elegant little flowers. Their petals would unfold layer by layer, adorning the emerald green grass and standing out prominently.

This book contains a large number of diagrams of plant and animal structures, arranged in order of increasing difficulty. It clearly marks the morphological characteristics and transformation points of each creature. The structure of this plant is relatively simple, consumes little magic power, and has a high tolerance for error. It is the most suitable object for practicing basic transformation magic at this stage. It can not only consolidate theoretical knowledge, but also improve the proficiency in controlling the wand.

After walking for a while, Puni stopped and turned around to look back at the path behind him. The originally lush green grass was now dotted with wildflowers that stretched along the way. Each step was accompanied by a small white flower, creating a charming and elegant scene.

Looking at his achievements, an indescribable sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart. This feeling of turning theory into practice and mastering magic made him even more immersed in the charm of transformation magic.