This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 145 Caterpillars, Caterpillars, and Caterpillars
"Wait...Andrew."

When Percy and Andrew returned to Hogsmeade and walked towards the school, Percy, who looked back from time to time into the distance, finally seemed to remember something.

"what happened?"

"Um... the potions you brought... aren't they a bit too much?"

Percy was holding the potion that he had spent three Galleons on, and his eyes looked a little strange.

"It's okay. After all, I imagined a lot of scenes."

"So," Percy was lost in thought, "you already had a plan? The hospital too - it's too close!"

"And these potions - for injuries from Muggle wands, poisons..."

When the love brain subsided, Percy's IQ returned a lot, "So you already knew that I would get hurt?"

"hey-hey…"

Andrew smiled but said nothing.

"Okay...how's your Transfiguration training going?"

……

Which pot should not be opened and lifted?
Thinking of those terrible caterpillars, Andrew couldn't help but quicken his pace - there was no point in continuing the conversation that day.

"hey-hey…"

Percy sent a smirk and the two began to quicken their pace back to school.

"By the way, come buy textbooks with me tomorrow, otherwise it will be too late and the bookstore will be out of stock. I wrote to my family and said that I bought them with you, so remember not to get caught!"

"Okay, got it—you guys never go to bookstores on dates?"

"It's a Muggle bookstore. I bought a few books she recommended."

The little red-haired boy gave a silly smile.

Sure enough, Percy was more likable when he was lying on the hospital bed in the morning.

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"Very good, keep it up, we are getting closer, but the problem is that we don't have enough mobility."

The new Flobberworm was tested by Professor McGonagall and transformed back into its previous egg. She easily pointed out the flaws in Andrew's transformation.

After Percy returned to school and Andrew and he purchased books and miscellaneous items together, Percy basically took over the work - Professor McGonagall seemed to have a conflict with Flobberworm and began to focus on Andrew's training.

"School will start soon, and we will not have enough time for individual lessons soon. If possible, I hope you can complete this transformation before school starts."

So, Andrew's schedule before school started became running and fighting Flobberworms.

The second volume of A Legend, which was originally scheduled to be released during the summer vacation, is currently at the level of a document with only a new folder created. But who can bear to give up Professor McGonagall's private lessons!

Even if it's just against the Flobberworm.

The hand gestures, the wand-waving gestures, the incantations—nothing was a problem.

The problem is to balance the power of life, distribute and control it in terms of form, life, and magical properties, just enough to create this magical creature, a waste, non-aggressive insect.

"This is an unprecedented challenge..."

Andrew waved his hand and turned the ferocious-looking guy into an egg, then continued thinking.

The theory has been completely learned, and it can even be said that I have mastered it thoroughly.

For other spellcasting aids, you can even take photos and use them directly in textbooks as teaching examples.

But, it still couldn't balance, as if the wand was shaking without any power, but it was stable as if it was fixed...

"I can't figure it out..."

Andrew thought back on today's attempt.

If the professor says yes, then it must be possible - but what's the difference?
"Andrew?"

Percy called out softly. Andrew, who was racking his brains to figure out the answer, looked up at Percy. "What's wrong? What's the problem, Percy?"

"It's nothing, it's just that school is about to start, and I've basically finished my work here, so I'm going to take two days off to welcome the new students."

"Ah, school is about to start?" "What else?"

……

Sure enough, there is no hope?

"What are you struggling with over there?"

"Flobberworm."

Andrew sighed and said the name through gritted teeth.

"what?"

Percy's mouth dropped open, "Fifth year class, the professor is crazy?"

But before Andrew could remind him, Percy shut up on his own.

"You can't do this, can you?"

Percy said as he carefully took out his wand - although he had no approval, Trace couldn't detect spellcasting in the school.

“Look, this is difficult.”

Percy waved his wand carefully, and the egg began to shrink and solidify under the powerful effect of transfiguration. Finally, a perfectly defined Flobberworm emerged from the eggshell.

Because Percy injected magic power that was comparable to that of a seventh-year student by Dumbledore's standards, the entire spell seemed extremely powerful. In Andrew's perception, the spell was strong enough to transform into a dozen Flobberworms.

'It's not about strength, it's about accuracy...'

Professor McGonagall didn't even expect him to complete the transformation into a Flobberworm. She was using this ridiculously difficult Transfiguration to train him to have a precise grasp of the Transfiguration technique.

"I can only demonstrate it once. Now I have to go write a letter. See you later."

Percy gave a hurried wave and trotted out of Professor McGonagall's office.

'It's useless even if you demonstrate it a hundred times. It's not the same thing.'

The professor didn't want him to increase his magic power so that he could complete the spell with overwhelming magic power. Instead, he wanted him to use training to improve his precision to the extreme and complete the transformation with the least amount of magic power...

Well, that’s all, let’s practice.

Practice the damn caterpillar with all your heart, as carefully as dancing on eggs, distinguish those difficult raw forces to the extreme, and then distribute them little by little to three greedy directions.

……

"Okay, tomorrow is a day off."

"Taylor continues to practice, Weasley prepares, and we will go to the train station to welcome the new students the day after tomorrow."

The fifth grade monitor had just been selected and was basically useless. He had to be accompanied by the senior grade monitor throughout the trip and also had to manage the train discipline. Naturally, Percy couldn't stay in school and wait for school to start.

Being a prefect not only comes with power, but also with responsibility, and he can't hide from it.

On August 28th, after Percy had made a plan for the start of school and went to the headmaster's office to check the Sorting Hat's mood, Professor McGonagall announced this.

Percy nodded and began filing the papers before excused himself and leaving.

Andrew's expression remained unchanged as he continued to practice - he was almost there, although there were still deviations, but he had this feeling.

Professor McGonagall thought so too, because she nodded with satisfaction every time she checked Andrew's transformation results.

Obviously, Andrew's initial guess was correct. The professor did not expect him to complete this step during the vacation. He was forcing him to master this life force bit by bit.

"I want to take a day off. I want to do some exercises I have in mind tomorrow."

"Imagine it yourself? For example?"

"I want to try extremes, extreme tendencies in magic in various directions and all kinds of messed up proportions."

"Yes, it's a very safe experiment," Professor McGonagall nodded. "For you, as long as it does not involve the transformation of your own body, Transfiguration is not dangerous. Moreover, it does help."

"It's the third lab on the left on the fourth floor. It was vacated after graduation last year, but some basic equipment and protection are still preserved. Although you won't be able to use it, it's still professional enough. Go there and get the key from Mr. Filch."

laboratory?
I was just testing laying eggs, this was a little too much!
Andrew, who was used to empty classrooms, didn't know what to say for a moment, but finally nodded.

"Yes, Professor."

(End of this chapter)