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Chapter 222: A Clumsy Transfiguration

"Ron, you should have invited Harry over..."

At the Weasley family's dining table, Mrs. Weasley looked at her little son who had grown a lot taller. There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her caring tone, but she still touched his head and said, "It's very rude of you to come back by yourself."

Ron felt a little aggrieved - he really wanted to know which one was his mother's child.

But he couldn't say it, after all, he felt guilty, so he could only defend himself with a bit of grievance.

"He can't come. Sirius invited him to spend Christmas with him. He told me..."

"Sirius? Your new professor?"

Mrs. Weasley sat down next to Ron curiously. "That's right, he has a very good relationship with Harry's father..."

"Not only that, he's Harry's godfather," Ron proudly announced his exclusive news, "so it's perfectly normal for them to spend Christmas together."

"That's good," Mrs. Weasley nodded with relief. With this relationship, she really didn't worry about Harry being wronged. "By the way, is Sirius's course really as good as those reports say?"

"He's not our professor, but Ginny was in class..."

Ginny, who was struggling, soon received her mother's inquiring gaze.

But she couldn't answer this question - she was not the kind of witch who looked at appearance.

So theoretically, he should stand on the mother's side - Sirius is no match for Lockhart.

Yes, that was probably the case, although her mother never mentioned it, she knew it.

However, considering Harry's relationship, it is only natural to support Sirius...

After weighing the pros and cons, she decided to sacrifice others. "Percy went to sit in on the class. His opinion must be more accurate. After all, he is number one."

My brother’s is for selling. If the price of one is not enough, you can buy a few more in a package.

"Listen in?"

Mrs. Weasley's eyes widened. "Percy? Why didn't he ever say that?"

"Not just auditing, mum, he's actually here to take part in the assessment. Not only Sirius, but all the History of Magic professors of this term Percy has taken the assessment, and then Sirius and two other professors were selected."

"Nonsense, Professor of Assessment... How is that possible? Stop talking nonsense, you two."

Mrs. Weasley glanced at the two children who were talking nonsense with dissatisfaction, "But you should have seen Percy, what do you think?"

"There is no doubt that Professor Lockhart is excellent, but Andrew felt that Sirius was better, so he followed his advice in the end."

Percy sold Andrew without hesitation and joined forces with his mother.

"That should be it. Andrew, um, well, your friend. Mom is not suitable to comment. You seem to have never brought him home to play? I remember he invited you last summer vacation?"

...

This kind of thing would be exposed if it was said out loud. Percy didn't even dare to talk about it in detail. He gave an answer without even thinking about it. "He stayed at school for Christmas. I invited him to come over for Easter break."

Even if he was forced to stay in school to do some work, it would be a sign of a good relationship. If he dragged his feet and said no, then the summer vacation would be ruined.

"Ah, very good."

"Oh, Mom, no, that's Percy's friend, even stricter than Percy!"

The twins were immediately panicked - what kind of holiday was it if they invited that guy to their house for Easter!

"No, he's not strict. He even gave Ginny detention. He's not a good person!"

George immediately tried to make amends after Fred said something stupid, and tried to bring Ginny in to back him up.

"Ginny?"

"He, um... is a nice person. Although a little strict, he keeps his word..." George and Fred looked at their sister at the same time, as if they were stabbed in the back by their friend.

"Ron?"

Fred looked at his younger brother. Ron thought about it. The last time Harry was punished, they were taught how to minimize the loss. And since Ginny had ordered it, he followed suit.

"He's a bit harsh, but he's a nice guy."

"It seems to be true, Percy, then you should invite them to your home."

Mrs. Weasley looked at Percy pleasantly, then turned away.

"I knew you two little bastards would talk nonsense to me all day long!"

Mrs. Weasley attacked with great effect.

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"Well, move this piece over there..."

Andrew is repairing the lawn he damaged last term.

He was now very familiar with the concept of lawn - although creating a real lawn independently was still limited by magic, creating a new lawn by relying on it was no longer a problem.

'It's just that the lives are missing. The rivers, the swamps... they are real now... unless the power of Transfiguration is drained away to almost nothing, then it's real...'

"I'm making visible progress every day..."

He put down his wand and looked at the frozen Black Lake with a happy mood.

"I can't celebrate by skating... No, skating is fine... The thickness should be enough... If not, use magic to reinforce it, it will count as practice..."

He had never learned the art of transforming water into ice, let alone practice it, but...

"It's just to feel the power of ice and then manipulate the water to change shape..."

He felt it, and then began to control the ice of the Black Lake according to his hunch - this kind of transformation is the most basic content, and except that it is not included in the first-grade textbooks, the difficulty is almost zero. Of course, it is only limited to learning.

'A little question... How to transform an object into different forms of the same object?'

He stood by the lake, adjusting quickly - this was something that was unimaginable before, he could even feel that state, and easily apply the power of Transfiguration to change objects closer...

"It's not the simplest structure, there's no fixed method, and it consumes a lot of mana... It's not like the simplest magic at all... There are so many shortcomings... It's just turning water into ice, how come..."

Andrew sighed, quite dissatisfied with his Transfiguration.

Then, the magic wand was waved, and the ice layer that originally seemed thin began to thicken instantly under the effect of the range casting, and even a thick white ice layer could be seen.

"Sure enough, it's just as I thought... And the damage is, about - half a basketball court?"

He cast the spell again, and after three or four times, clear lines were marked on the ice surface within the thickened ice layer he had added.

"Come as soon as you think of it..."

He tapped the snow next to him and a pair of suitable skates appeared.

"Transfiguration really is... it makes people feel convenient countless times..."

With a wave of the wand, the skates were put on his feet.

"I haven't tried it for a long time. I hope I don't fall and limp to the infirmary... After all, I haven't learned human body transformation, so I can't use transformation on bones..."

...

"Merlin's beard, I must have gone crazy learning it..."

(End of this chapter)