Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

This eagle was so huge that it almost covered the entire ceiling. Its sharp eyes and finely detailed feathers made it look like a real eagle!

Dumbledore displayed unparalleled Transfiguration magic, causing an eagle to circle the Great Hall before exploding and turning into a shower of candy.

Vizette reached out her hand, and a chocolate frog landed right in her palm.

He quickly looked up and saw Dumbledore winking at him and raising his arm in a shushing gesture.

……

On the day he left school, the exam results were finally released, and Wizette unsurprisingly ranked first in the grade.

Getting an "O" in other subjects is normal, but Snape getting an "O" became the last big news before leaving school.

Apart from a very few Slytherins, no other house student could receive the evaluation of "excellent" from Snape.

The Slytherins, of course, wanted to know the reason, but were turned away at the Potions office.

According to the gatekeeper Filch, Snape left the castle early in the morning to begin his summer vacation.

Vizette went to the school hospital again, intending to try the Cleansing Charm to see if it could help Quirrell.

Dumbledore was also at the university hospital, wearing a knowingly satisfied smile. "I knew you'd come."

“I asked Madam Pomfrey, and Professor Quirrell still hasn’t woken up,” Vizette said, picking up her wand. “So I thought I’d give it a try…”

Dumbledore nodded. "The wonders of the Guardians are beyond our comprehension. That's why I came here to ask Madam Pomfrey to let me have some time alone with Quirrell."

“I’ll begin then!” Vizet waved her wand, tracing a beautiful “S” shape. “Dust gone!”

The wand glowed with a silver-blue light, and a vortex circled around Quirrell, only bringing out wisps of black mist as thin as a veil.

Dumbledore looked at the black mist and said, "It seems that the Philosopher's Stone on Quirrell's body is the main reason for his coma."

"Hah!" Quiro suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily.

He looked around blankly, and mumbled, "School...school hospital? Vizette? What are you doing here?"

Wizette waved. "Good morning, Professor Quirrell!"

“Quirk, you’ve been unconscious for several days,” Dumbledore said softly. “So we came to check on you.”

"What's wrong with me?" Quirrell struggled to sit up, but his arms trembled so much that he couldn't manage the movement.

Dumbledore explained, "The Philosopher's Stone, your soul and body are out of sync, so you are in a state of extreme weakness."

He then went on to explain in more detail, mentioning Nicolas Flamel.

“Unbelievable!” Quirrell exclaimed, his eyes wide, before letting out a long yawn. “After all this time, I’ve actually become… Nicolas Flamel’s student!”

He mustered his strength and looked at Vizette. "Vizette, Headmaster Dumbledore, everything is thanks to your help. I will always remember it and never forget it!"

Dumbledore's tone was tinged with amusement. "I didn't do anything, at most I just poked you with a stone..."

As Vizette recalled the past, her nose tingled with emotion. "Me too... I've always been protected by you."

“Drink…nothing like that…” Quirrell yawned again, his eyelids drooping. “I’ll come back…we’ll be back again…”

Before he could finish speaking, he closed his eyes, collapsed onto the bed, and fell into a deep, baby-like sleep.

"This has nothing to do with malice; it's the purity of Quirrell's soul that makes his body uncomfortable," Dumbledore explained with a smile. "However... this way of saying goodbye is quite nice."

Vizette looked at the bright sunshine outside the window and smiled, "Yes! We'll meet again!"

……

After leaving the school hospital, Wizette planned to go back to pack her luggage and then wait for the train to arrive at the platform with her roommates.

To his surprise, Trelawney popped out again when he arrived on the eighth floor this time.

Just like her encounter at the beginning of the school year, Trelawney appeared behind Vizet almost without warning, in the blink of an eye.

Trelawney still reeked of alcohol, hiccuped incessantly, and mumbled something.

"Carrying a four-leaf clover... hiccup! The new star will eventually reach... hiccup! The ancient... hiccup! The gears... hiccup! Turning the wheel of fate... hiccup!"

"Triangle... hiccup! Intertwined, making everything... hiccup! The eerie mist... hiccup! Getting more and more blurry... hiccup! Blurred!"

It must be said that this was the first time Vizette had ever met a professor like Trelawney.

He tried hard to hear what Trelawney was saying, but unfortunately Trelawney was too drunk and her voice was too slurred.

In addition, the punctuation caused by hiccups made the already difficult-to-understand words even more elusive.

At the other end of the corridor, a tabby cat appeared. She leaped forward and transformed into Professor McGonagall's appearance in mid-air. "Vizet, did you manage to get entangled with her?"

As she spoke, she waved her wand and conjured a blanket out of thin air, wrapping it around Trelawney.

Trelawney was already asleep, wrapped in a brightly colored blanket, looking like a caterpillar.

Professor McGonagall waved her wand at the armored figure in the distance, and the armored figure walked slowly toward Trelawney, hoisting the "caterpillar" onto its shoulder.

"She's always such a worry!" Professor McGonagall sighed, like a heartbroken mother. "It's such a bad influence if the students see this!"

She watched as the armored figure hoisted Trelawney onto his shoulder and disappeared down the corridor.

After a while, she turned to face Vizette and said, "Let's find an empty classroom and have a proper talk about Transfiguration magic!"

Wizette nodded and followed Professor McGonagall quickly through the corridor, soon finding a classroom with its door wide open.

The classroom seemed to be being vandalized, with constant clanging and rattling sounds.

Upon entering, one discovers that the classroom floor is a complete mess, littered with chalk stubs, scraps of paper, and various fragments of lime sculptures.

"There were no more footsteps in the hallway, and even the stairwells were yawning with boredom. Jokes and scary plans would have to wait until next school year..."

"My playmates, my little friends, have all donned invisibility cloaks, leaving me here, unable to sing a joyful song to this pile of broken metal..."

Above the classroom, a humanoid object was floating, humming an unpleasant tune while drawing on the ceiling with chalk...

Chapter 132 Professor McGonagall: Want to learn Animagus?

It was a being that resembled a ghost, yet was quite different—Pipi Ghost.

Compared to the ghost's uniform pearl white, Peeves was much more flamboyant, wearing bright clothes like a clown costume, along with a tie and a round hat.

She appeared to be dressed formally, yet she was wearing open-toed slippers; her face was also quite comical, bearing a resemblance to the Catbus from "My Neighbor Totoro".

When Peeves saw Vizet and the others, he grinned and let out a strange cry, saying, "Woo woo woo! Who came here..."

"Oh, it's our Professor McGonagall! Even on holiday, she won't leave her students alone. The little lions will cry... Ah... it's actually a little eagle..."

Professor McGonagall gently shook her head, waved her wand, and chanted, "Restored to its original state!"

She first restored the messy classroom to its original state before paying attention to Mischievous Ghost, saying, "Please leave here and give me a quiet space."

Upon hearing this, Pipi Ghost's mouth stretched even wider, almost touching his ears, giving him a rather evil and terrifying appearance.

He chuckled, put his hands on his hips, and waved them back and forth in front of Professor McGonagall. "Oh? Why should I listen to you?"

Bang, bang, bang...

The clanging of chains echoed through the empty classroom.

A gaunt, withered ghost appeared, its tattered robes stained with silver blood that seemed to flow back and forth.

He stared wide-eyed at Peeves, shook his shackles violently, and roared, "Peeves! So you were here!"

That's Barrow the Blood, the house ghost of Slytherin.

Perhaps due to his fierce appearance and his taciturn nature, most students would avoid him.

“Oh! Blood Man! Mr. Barrow! Sir…” Pee-Pee exclaimed in a panic, “How did you end up here…”

"Of course I'm here to settle scores with you!" Blood Man Barrow continued shaking the shackles, slowly approaching Pee Pee Ghost.

Pee Pee looked even more flustered. After looking left and right, his figure slowly disappeared, leaving only his hat floating in the air.

The next moment, Pikachu revealed a hand, grabbed the hat, and disappeared into the classroom. His voice drifted further and further away, "Lord Bloodman! I have other matters to attend to, so I won't disturb you any longer!"

“Peeves is in awe of Barrow the Bloodman.” Professor McGonagall waved her wand gently, and Barrow the Bloodman vanished. “You still have to catch the train later, so we need to hurry.”

"Professor McGonagall, is there something you need?" Wizette asked curiously.

"The final practical exam on Transfiguration magic won't be difficult for you." Professor McGonagall gently pulled her wand, and a box of chalk flew out.

"I know you've been studying 'The Theory of Metamorphosis and Transformation', so I imagine you've tried some more difficult transformation magic, right?"

Vizette asked, somewhat eagerly, "Professor McGonagall, would you like me to demonstrate?"

“Of course!” Professor McGonagall nodded. “The snuffbox for the final exam was brilliant, so I’d like to know how many more surprises you have in store for me.”

Vizette picked up her wand and looked at the box of chalk, pondering how to demonstrate a more advanced form of transformation magic.

So far, thanks to his understanding of Devil's Web, his specialty is transforming vine-like plants.

However, he had already demonstrated this type of transformation magic before, so he needed to think of some other transformation projects.

The book "Metamorphosis and Deformation Theory" showcases various animal anatomy diagrams, which can be used to further develop this concept...

Having made up his mind, he exhaled softly and tapped his wand lightly on the chalk box. "A clever transformation!"

The image of the deer appeared in my mind, and as Vizette cast her transformation magic, the chalk box floated into the air.

All the chalk inside flew up, and the white chalk connected with each other, gradually forming a simple skeleton.

Professor McGonagall's eyes widened slightly, and she subconsciously adjusted her glasses, pressing her lips even tighter.