My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Lynn is on his way back to the Slytherin common room.

The Hogwarts Castle was eerily quiet, but Lynn knew it was just a facade.

In this quiet, dark night, countless night owls lurk.

Of course, these people are mostly Gryffindors.

Hmm... we might also have to include a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Lynn had no intention of getting involved with them. He considered himself one of the best students at Hogwarts, having never wandered into the castle at night in the two years he had been there.

Lynn, who had just happily infiltrated someone else's academy as an invisible man, was completely unaware of his own actions.

Suddenly, a white light flashed past the castle window, illuminating the dark corridor.

"Boom!"

Thunder followed closely behind, its deafening sound likely to wake many sleeping young wizards.

The rain pattered against the castle's outer walls, making a pleasant "drip-drip" sound.

Lynn's first thought was that it was raining and she should bring in the laundry.

Although the weather in the UK is very unpredictable, often it can be sunny when you go out in the morning but rain after you've only been walking for ten minutes, thunderstorms are still rare.

This thunderstorm is the first one of the year.

Thinking of this, he suddenly paused.

The first thunderstorm of the year... wasn't that what he had been waiting for!

Lynn immediately became excited, clenching his fist as if he wanted to punch the wall next to him.

But considering the consequences of breaking through the walls of Hogwarts, he didn't turn the idea into action.

Without hesitation, Lynn immediately turned around and changed direction, heading out of the castle.

The thunderstorm was the perfect time for the Animagus Transformation Potion to be completed and ready to be dug up for the next step. This was the day Lynn had been waiting for for more than half a year.

Curfew has begun in the castle, and Lynn going out now would definitely be violating school rules, but...

What's wrong with breaking school rules?

You can't see that Harry Potter and his friends break school rules almost every other day, so what's wrong with Lynn breaking them once in a while?

What?

You said he just claimed to be a law-abiding student?

Sorry, that's not the case now.

He definitely broke this school rule today!

Even Merlin couldn't stop him!

Lynn hurried down the stairs. The duration of the Disillusionment Charm had ended, and he was now in a visible state. However, at this time, it didn't matter if he was visible.

He went down to the first floor of the castle and gently pushed open the door.

The raindrops outside weren't large, but they looked very dense, and it didn't seem like this rain would stop anytime soon.

"Waterproof and moisture-proof (no increase)."

Lynn cast a waterproof spell on his school uniform, then put on his hood and jogged into the rain.

Following his memory of the location, Lynn quickly arrived at the large tree on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.

He picked up a twig from the ground, used Transfiguration to turn it into a shovel, and carefully began to dig.

Actually, digging with a hoe would be faster, but that would easily cause him to accidentally knock over the glass bottle containing the potion. If he got to that point and accidentally broke the bottle, Lynn suspected he would be so upset that he would chop off his own hand.

He hadn't buried the potion too deep, and Lynn quickly dug it out of the soil.

Just like the steps Kira wrote for him, the transformation potion is now blood red, and you can't tell that its main ingredient is actually his own saliva.

Lynn held the shapeshifting potion in his hand and didn't change locations. The location he chose to bury the potion was a decision made after careful consideration from the beginning.

Even during the day, no one would come here, let alone on a stormy night like this.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, then first uncorked the potion bottle, then held his wand, pointed the tip at his heart, and recited the spell he had been reciting every sunrise and sunset for the past six months.

"Amato Animo Animato Animagus"

After reciting the incantation, he did not hesitate, picked up the glass bottle, and drank the blood-red potion inside in one gulp.

After drinking the potion, nothing seemed to happen.

But Lynn was not in a hurry. He stood quietly and waited for the moment when it would take effect in his body.

Soon, as if only a few seconds had passed, a sharp pain surged from the depths of his soul.

The excruciating pain made Lynn kneel down in the mud.

He braced himself on the ground with both hands, panting heavily. This pain reminded him of the feeling when he drowned in his previous life—the same helplessness, the same agony.

Suddenly, a different heartbeat, distinct from his own, resounded within Lynn's body.

His original heartbeat and this newly appeared heartbeat were beating rhythmically together.

At the same time, a pair of scarlet eyes opened in the depths of his heart.

Lynn met those eyes, and in the reflection of those blood-red pupils, he felt as if he were seeing himself.

A different version of myself.

Then, the magic within his body began to spread, spreading like water, flowing continuously along the meridians in his body until it occupied his entire body.

It extends from the bone marrow to the epidermis.

Magic seemed to control every cell in his body, and Lynn's senses followed his magic, taking in every part of his body.

This is a process of memorization; the spread of magic is to remember his current physical structure so that he can change back after becoming an animal.

Lynn didn't need to remember it himself; magic had already helped him complete the memory process.

The transformation officially began only after magic filled every cell of his body.

This process didn't cause Lynn as much pain as it did at the beginning. Now, he felt more apprehensive about the sudden change in his body, which he had used for more than ten years.

His bones were being kneaded and reshaped like clay, and his muscles and skin were changing along with them.

Even his school uniform was affected by the deformation; the clothes merged with his skin and turned into black feathers, just like the night.

He had dropped his wand on the ground at some point, since Lynn no longer had hands and could no longer hold it.

After transforming, Lynn carefully hopped a few times in the muddy ground with her tiny claws.

He shook off the rain and tentatively spread his wings. Flying was as deeply ingrained in his bones as the memory of walking when he was human.

He carefully flew through the rain to a window in Hogwarts Castle.

Just then, a bolt of lightning ripped through the clouds, illuminating half the sky, and Lynn saw his reflection in the windowpane.

Looking at the familiar figure he had seen not long ago, he subconsciously tilted his head.

So, is Fokin's brother Wuni himself?

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