This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 89 A Little Bit of Progress

"You're back? It seems two of your transforming toys stopped working, but I don't really understand this."

Andrew had just returned to the dormitory when Hughes, who was taking notes there, looked up and said something to him, then went back to organizing his things.

Hughes doesn't like libraries very much. Andrew once asked him about it, and Hughes said that he felt the library was too tempting and he couldn't concentrate on a book in front of him.

It's amazing logic, but Andrew can't control this kind of thing.

Anyway, there is usually no one in the dormitory - he likes the library, and the other two like to run around, and if they make some noise occasionally, Xiusi will join in the fun.

"Ineffective? Great."

Andrew quickly ran to his desk and looked at the things.

Well - this was something he made shortly after school started, and it was his first observation after he was able to cast spells stably.

'Keep this one, this one can be disassembled, and these five that were left at the beginning and have not been deformed for comparison…"

He carefully took what he wanted to disassemble, said something to Hughes, and quickly walked out of the locker room - he currently did not have the ability to slice the thing without the help of tools, so he could only rely on off-field assistance.

...

"Cut it open?"

"That's right. Cut it open, Senior Nellie. Cut it piece by piece. Don't use destructive spells like rip into pieces."

"It's a bit difficult... let me think about it..."

Nellie, who was called out, looked at the thing in front of him with a puzzled look. After thinking for a while, he picked up the wand and carefully used the cutting spell to cut it up - but as soon as he started, he knew that this job was simpler than he thought.

There is no magical protection, nor any special material...

With doubts, he completed the task at hand with ease.

"Great, and this..."

……

"very perfect!"

Andrew praised it and paid for two hours' work - the perfect deal.

"It's only been less than twenty minutes..."

"After all, we didn't discuss it in advance. I have to continue studying them. Happy cooperation, Senior Nellie."

Andrew waved and walked towards his dormitory again.

In fact, this thing is to study the damage to the internal structure of the transformed object caused by the disappearance of the Transfiguration effect, as well as to explore the effect and damage of the secondary transformation on the restored object. There are actually conclusions in the reference books, but Professor McGonagall suggested that he do it himself to deepen his impression and understanding of Transfiguration.

He just added a few more controls that he thought would be helpful - it was just a matter of doing a few more sets and leaving them there waiting for them to disappear. It wouldn't be a problem, and the cost wouldn't even be as much as the compensation he paid today.

But the result was acceptable—he missed a day's manuscript after lunch and compared the various destructive experiments on the disassembled objects, and the conclusions he obtained were completely consistent with those in the reference book.

Release of the Transfiguration will have a small effect on the properties of the object itself, but for most substances, these effects will not exceed the ravages of time on the object itself.

The impact of the external environment on matter will even affect the duration of Transfiguration's existence (Andrew conducted too few experiments to draw this conclusion, but the two samples were consistent), so most Transfiguration mechanisms are made of more expensive rocks or metals, and as long as they are not in a severely harsh environment or are not maintained for a long time, they will become stronger and stronger over time.

'Wait a few days until the next few groups start to fail and then I can hand in this assignment that has been delayed for a long enough time.'

Andrew nodded and stopped writing.

The overall improvement of his Transfiguration skills was stuck due to his age problem - fortunately he found Professor McGonagall in time so he didn't have to waste any more time. He could get timely guidance before going to the office to work every day. Since he couldn't go deep enough, he could broaden the depth and learn some basic theories to expand on it. It wasn't such a waste of time.

He stood up and stretched himself, and was about to see what Xius was doing when the dormitory door suddenly opened.

Their roommate Hal rushed in, looking horrified.

"Don't go out, don't go out!" What nonsense are you talking about? I still have a class to attend later. Even though it's History of Magic, it's not good to be caught skipping class.

Andrew was about to remind him, but suddenly he noticed something wrong - there was a big word "Stupid" on the right side of Hal's face, but he probably didn't see it.

"Right side of the face, man, did you lose the card game?"

"what?"

Hal opened his mouth wide, "I got caught too?"

"Ok?"

Andrew and Hughes looked at him. Hal had a desperate look on his face. "I ran away immediately. Peeves had spilled a large bottle of ink in the hall. If you were hit by it, curse words would appear on your face..."

I can tell…

After hastily explaining to Andrew and the others, Hal rushed to wash his face - but unfortunately, Peeves' super-level pranks could not be solved by water. He tried many measures, and even gritted his teeth and used a super toilet cleaner, but still couldn't solve the problem.

"Let's go to the school hospital."

Friendly tip Andrew.

"It's impossible. It's already full. Besides, Madam Pomfrey is an expert at treating illnesses. How could she be good at something like this that is not an illness?"

Hal looked extremely sad and angry.

"Let me help you take a look." Andrew didn't see it clearly because the distance was a bit far before, but now that he is closer, he seems to be able to understand it a little.

"Uh-huh…"

Hal came over as if he had found a life-saving straw. Andrew picked up the ink words and looked at them. "It is indeed like this. It is high-end stuff! Very high-end Transfiguration. I guess it must have some curses and potions as well!"

"Can you handle it?"

Hal's face was suddenly filled with surprise.

"No, apart from anything else, I can't handle this advanced Transfiguration, but you can ask the senior students to try - or ask the professor for help."

"Professor Binns, please?"

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"It seems that it is indeed not possible..."

Seeing Andrew's contemptuous look, Hal asked himself and answered, "Then I'd better go to the hospital to queue up. Maybe if Madam Pomfrey can't solve it, she will help us find a professor..."

"Want to cover it up?"

"scarf?"

"sticker."

As Andrew spoke, he poked the empty parchment next to him with his wand, and then a patch-like, beautiful Ravenclaw emblem painting appeared, and the color of the bottom was almost exactly the same as Hal's skin.

"Cool! Man - no, when did you become so realistic?"

Hal looked incredulous. Everyone had been laughing at Andrew's soul painting for a long time! (After a while, several people were hung upside down by their own sheets. From then on, the topic of painting disappeared from the dormitory's internal discussions.)
"Study hard and practice hard."

Andrew spread his hands. After Professor McGonagall’s instruction, he spent about a week practicing Transfiguration, using his wand to express the images in his mind. The effect was quite good, but he definitely couldn’t use it in the Herbology class…

"See you then, I'll go to the hospital and queue up!"

Hal rushed out proudly with the patch on his head, in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)