Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 337 Professor McGonagall, the Weasley Brothers' New Idea
With Ron and Hermione distracting him, Celen made it to Professor McGonagall's office without any trouble.

"Sirlen, what brings you here?" Professor McGonagall seemed unaware of this and looked at Sirlen with some surprise.

"If you want to ask about the Most Promising Newcomer Award in Today's Metamorphosis, you may have to wait a while, as they are always a bit slow in reviewing papers."

Most Promising Newcomer Award?

Then Silen remembered that he had also sent a paper to the magazine "Transformation Today".

But that happened last school year, and with so much time gone by, he'd almost forgotten about it. And judging from Professor McGonagall's words, he'd have to wait a while longer.

To be honest, this efficiency is exceptionally slow.

“No, Professor,” Siron said, shaking his head. “I came here for Harry.”

“Mr. Potter?” Professor McGonagall glanced instinctively behind Sirius. The office door was open, but there was no one outside.

“Here it is.” Celen took the honey badger out of his bag and placed it on his desk.

Professor McGonagall looked at the honey badger, then jumped up a second later.

"Don't tell me this honey badger is Potter!"

“As you can see.” Siren shrugged and recounted what had happened in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

“None of us were confident that we could completely break Professor Moody’s spell, so we brought him here.”

“You are right, Siron,” Professor McGonagall said, hurrying around the desk and drawing her wand.

A moment later, with a loud crack, Harry was restored, curled up and lying on the table.

Strangely, his ears were pointed, like a bat's, until Professor McGonagall waved her wand again, at which point they returned to normal.

Xilun's lips twitched; he hadn't expected Moody to actually have a trap.

Professor McGonagall was furious. After restoring Harry to his original state, she strode out of her office to find Dumbledore.

“That’s too much. We never use Transfiguration to punish students…” Her voice faded away on the stairs.

"How are you feeling?" Siren asked Harry.

“To be honest, it’s a little embarrassing, but also very novel.” Harry looked at his body and said, “When I was first turned into a badger, I was very nervous and scared, but after I gradually got used to it, I found it to be a very wonderful feeling.”

"You might not understand this, but when I turned into a badger, my senses and everything else were completely different from how they are now. For example, my sense of smell. Back when I was in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, I could smell the pork chops from the Great Hall."

“I think I can understand,” Xilun said, raising an eyebrow.

Isn't that Animagus?

However, Harry's is passive; it can only be considered a single-use Animagus experience card.

The advantage is that he can be transformed into various different animals, but this depends on Professor Moody's shapeshifting abilities.

“If I had known you liked it this much, I would have come later,” Xiren said. “That would have given you more time to enjoy it.”

“Then forget it,” Harry said.

Although the feeling of becoming an animal was novel, he still preferred his normal self.

The two did not wait for Professor McGonagall to return, but went straight out of the office and back to the Gryffindor common room on the eighth floor.

"nonsense."

The portrait of the fat lady opened forward, and the two entered the common room through the hole that appeared behind it. The room was crowded with people and noisy.

Ron and Hermione were also there, and upon seeing Harry, they both showed expressions of surprise and delight.

"Great!"

You're alright!

“Ah, Professor McGonagall has turned me back,” Harry said with a smile. “How does it feel?” Fred and George walked over with grins.

“That’s amazing,” Harry said. “But I’m starving now. Does anyone have anything to eat?”

Hermione immediately brought over two large plates, filled with fried pork chops, chicken, and boiled potatoes, along with a large piece of bread and a bowl of soup.

This is the dinner they packed for Harry and Celeste.

Harry was indeed hungry, so he grabbed his portion and began to wolf it down.

Fred and George watched him from behind, thoughtfully stroking their chins.

“George, I have an idea,” Fred said.

“What a coincidence, I’ve also come up with a fantastic idea.” George turned his head.

"Turn into an animal!" the two said at the same time, immediately attracting a lot of attention from those around them.

"What kind of scheme are you plotting now?" Angelina Johnson asked, frowning.

"Hey, how could you say that?" Fred looked aggrieved. "Is that how you see us?"

"All you do is do bad things?" George gripped his collar.

Angelina nodded vigorously.

"I didn't expect you to have such a clear understanding of yourselves."

“You can’t do this,” Fred said, feeling even more aggrieved. “Besides, our idea this time was all for everyone’s benefit.”

"Once successful, everyone will be able to experience the wonders of Transfiguration ahead of time."

"It might even inspire their enthusiasm for learning!"

"Professor Moody is simply a genius!"

……

As they talked, their eyes grew brighter and brighter. Then they stopped talking altogether and ran out of the common room.

"Come back! Curfew's about to start!" Angelina shouted from behind, "Watch out for Filch..."

But by then, the portrait of the fat lady had closed again, blocking the passage and also cutting off Angelina's voice.

“Oh, damn it…” she slammed her fist on the armchair. “Ever since Percy graduated, nobody’s been able to control them!”

“In fact, even if Percy were here, he couldn’t control them,” Celen chuckled and said. “They just think modifying Percy’s badge is more interesting than going out at night.”

Angelina subconsciously thought of last year, the prefectural badge on Percy's chest that always brought surprises; sometimes the words on it would change to "Big Head Boy," and sometimes it would turn into a picture of a troll.

Anything is possible, except for a normal prefect, but Percy himself rarely notices these things; he only discovers them when others point them out.

Then came a period of brotherly affection and respect.

However, with Percy graduating, we can no longer see that scene, which is a bit of a pity.

Now that Fred and George have already run away, Angelina has no intention of bringing them back. Even Percy couldn't do it, let alone her.

Moreover, Fred and George were both seasoned night owls, and she believed they wouldn't be caught by Filch.

Instead of wasting time on them, let's talk about more interesting topics.

For example, the upcoming Triwizard Tournament, and two other magic schools, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.

……

(End of this chapter)