In the Apocalypse, I Can Enter Hogwarts

Chapter 96 Professor McGonagall's Expectations

Ian looked at Percy with some surprise. He could tell that Percy greatly admired his brother Bill, to the point that the usually serious man could give such a sophistical answer.

Angelina started the discussion from an academic perspective, while he cleverly steered the topic to practicality.

Admittedly, a transformation spell that lasts for thousands of years may seem no different from a permanent transformation to ordinary people, but fundamentally, it is not a permanent transformation, let alone a thousand years, or even ten thousand years.

"Hmm." Professor McGonagall nodded again, without offering any further comment.

"What about the rest of you? Share your thoughts." She then turned her gaze to the other students.

Following this, other members of the Transfiguration Club also expressed their opinions, elaborating on their views from different perspectives.

But Ian found that they were all basically the same, and the majority of others still followed the views of Angelina and Percy, with only minor changes at the very end.

"I believe that the various conjectures presented in this paper are actually the author's attempt to replace alchemy with transfiguration."

Cedric finally voiced his opinion.

"The author's experience in Egypt and the evidence he provided also prove this point. Although it is theoretically possible, it is only the most ideal situation, because it is impossible for someone to add ancient runes while performing a transformation spell, unless he uses other mediums. Otherwise, it is impossible to release two systems of magic at the same time."

As Ian watched the other person speak eloquently, he suddenly realized that the Goblet of Fire was indeed a powerful magical artifact, and the champion it selected to represent Hogwarts was absolutely deserving of the title.

He also thought of his Philosopher's Stone, which, like Cedric's medium, was needed to cast the Permanent Transformation spell.

The fact that the other party could pinpoint the core issue so incisively based solely on a single paper, without any prior knowledge of these matters, is truly a remarkable talent.

Sure enough, Professor McGonagall smiled upon hearing the answer, nodded approvingly at Cedric, and turned her gaze to Ian.

"This is the last one. Speak your thoughts, Mr. Titus."

Upon hearing this, Ian calmly stood up.

"My basic theoretical knowledge is very weak, so I won't analyze the problem from an academic perspective. I'll just talk about my own views on transfiguration and permanent transformation."

He paused slightly, then continued, "The essence of shapeshifting is still deceiving our senses, making one thing look like another, whether it's seeing it, touching it, or smelling it... But what is its true nature? It may deceive Muggles, and even all wizards, but it still cannot deceive the originator of the shapeshifting magic."

At this point, Ian adopted a tone of exclamation.

"Transformation is everywhere! Just like a drop of water, it can turn into water vapor and merge with dark clouds. So, is it a cloud or water? When rain falls to the ground, it moistens the soil and is absorbed by trees. So, is it a tree or water? ... Therefore, my view is that there is no permanent transformation, even with the help of other mediums, there is still no permanent transformation."

"This world itself is the greatest transformation, and we are merely releasing transformation within transformation. There can never be a permanent transformation, because it is constantly changing; all we can do is prolong that process..."

Ian suddenly nodded to Percy and said, "So I agree with Mr. Weasley's point of view. As long as it remains in its transformation for the rest of our lives, it is a permanent transformation of another form for us."

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"Very good. It seems you have developed your own unique understanding of Transfiguration. That's excellent."

After hearing Ian's speech, Professor McGonagall expressed her approval of its content. She then turned to the others:

"This matter is a bit early for you, but since Mr. Titus has brought it up today, I think it's time to tell you a little about it."

Once everyone's attention was focused, Professor McGonagall continued:

"To achieve something in Transfiguration, you need to have your own theory, not just memorize what the textbook says. Of course, you are currently students, so this is the only way, since it's all for the exams."

Professor McGonagall seemed hesitant about continuing the topic, but suddenly her gaze swept over "Today's Metamorphosis," and remembering that no one had won the Most Promising Newcomer Award at Hogwarts in the past three years, her hesitant expression suddenly turned into a determined one:

"Alright, the content in textbooks will only make your thinking more and more rigid. The first step for every Transfiguration master is to forget the textbooks. Use your hearts to feel Transfiguration. What do you think it is, what does it resemble? Then it is as you think it is. Others' knowledge can never become your knowledge..."

"...However, I'm telling you this not so you can give up on your textbooks right now. If anyone's grades drop in the final exams this semester, I will kick them out of the club and never invite them again."

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The discussion of the paper was then led by Professor McGonagall. She first commented on each person's presentation and pointed out any shortcomings.

The latter half of the time was spent Professor McGonagall teaching her some personal transformation techniques.

In short, this discussion was very beneficial to every member of the Transformation Club.

The discussion lasted for about two hours, and Professor McGonagall announced its conclusion about half an hour before curfew.

Just as everyone was about to leave, Professor McGonagall suddenly said, "Ian, wait a moment."

Ian was somewhat helpless upon hearing this. His accidental remark had indeed won Professor McGonagall's favor.

From the way the other person kept glancing at him afterwards, he knew that Professor McGonagall was still struggling with the Most Promising Newcomer Award.

"Alright, Professor. What can I do for you? Curfew is about to start..." Ian's tone was somewhat dejected.

Upon hearing Ian's words, Professor McGonagall's face suddenly twitched. What kind of talk was this? What did he mean by "curfew is about to start"?

When you lured our Gryffindor girls to the Forbidden Forest, why didn't you consider a curfew? You even had a phoenix bring them back late at night.

But then, almost by chance, she saw the "Today's Metamorphosis" magazine again. She took a deep breath, composed herself, and said:

"It's alright, I'll give you a note for curfew later, no one will deduct points from your record. I think you understand why I stopped you. Hogwarts has really been without glory for too long, the Transfiguration Most Promising Newcomer Award, the Barnabus Fincoley Award for Outstanding Spellcasting... there are too many to count."

Ian was most vulnerable to this kind of emotional appeal, especially from Professor McGonagall, who had always been very kind to him. He sighed and said:

"I will try submitting my work, but please don't get your hopes up too high. After all, to get published in an academic journal, an article must have strong theoretical support, which is precisely my weakness. Simply publishing some so-called conjectures might not even qualify me for publication, let alone compete for the Most Promising Newcomer Award..."

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