From Azkaban to Hogwarts.

"This should be the topic of this lesson—the significance of voodoo dolls for wizards."

As he explained, he pointed at Ron's finished product, "As far as I know, no one would use a voodoo doll made by someone else, because during the weaving process, the wizard's magic would affect the straw doll, making it more suitable for their own use. But this is only the initial processing. To preserve it well or even enhance its power, a ritual effect is needed."

"professor…"

After waiting for William to finish speaking, Harry interjected, "Can we listen too?"

“I’m listening—but I don’t recommend that you and Hermione delve too much into related topics.” William looked at Harry. “You’re much busier this semester than you think, so you probably won’t have much time to get involved.”

“As for Hermione,” William turned his head, “although I know you won’t find this too difficult, I still want to say that I’ve been planning to talk to you about your future development since the first week of school—but I don’t think it’s the right time yet.”

"But since we've run into each other today, let's talk about it."

William opened a small packet of dried fruit himself. "In my opinion, Hermione, you'd better give up studying in the library this semester and instead focus on a more thorough review of your first to fifth-grade textbooks."

This suggestion startled all three of them. However, before William could explain, a gurgling sound came from the windowsill.

The enormous owl walked onto the windowsill, then flapped its wings and stood on the table in the middle, completely blocking the three of them from seeing. Then it proudly stretched out one leg towards William.

William untied the note and unfolded it; it was a message from Hagrid.

The storm is brewing, come to the Forbidden Forest.

He shook his head, stood up, and turned his head to avoid his own owl blocking his view. "Let's end this conversation for now. I'll explain later—let's make it the day after tomorrow. I expect Ron should finish making the voodoo doll by then."

Chapter 530 Animagus

"What is the professor rushing off to?"

"Yeah, he's never suddenly interrupted a class halfway through..."

The three students who had been kicked out huddled together, their curiosity suddenly piqued.

In the rare free time of fifth grade, Harry was tempted to go back and follow them, but immediately abandoned the idea that had suddenly popped into his head.

What a joke! His tracking skills are so poor. Other wizards might be okay, but tracking Professor William would be asking for trouble.

So he swallowed back the stupid words that almost slipped out: "Let's go and see."

"So, what's next?"

Harry changed his tune, which drew puzzled looks from his two companions—this was not the Harry they knew.

"Hmm... how about we continue researching voodoo dolls?"

Ron hesitated for a moment, "I always felt that the idea that beginners have low success rates was a bit strange—it shouldn't be like that, magic has its own logic..."

His voice lowered, "I always felt that Professor William wasn't quite so skilled in this area, it seemed...it seemed..."

After struggling for a while, Ron finally found an adjective that he felt was somewhat appropriate: "Just like Hermione."

"Like Hermione?"

"Yes, like Hermione. Even though Hermione seemed to have perfectly fulfilled the professor's requirements after a class, she still didn't seem like a professor..."

Harry roughly understood what Ron meant; he occasionally felt the same way.

Hermione was undoubtedly number one in all her courses, but he just felt that Hermione couldn't compare to the professors—he couldn't quite put his finger on where they were inferior, but it just felt different.

Seeing that the two seemed to understand something, Hermione got a little angry—what did she mean by "just like her"?

She was already confused enough. Just now in the professor's office, for the first time, she didn't hear the professor praise her extensive knowledge. Instead, he advised her to read more textbooks from grades one to five.

This was an embarrassing situation she had never encountered since entering Hogwarts—since her first year, she had been receiving all sorts of extra points from the professors, but here, she was being advised against it because she had dabbled in too much.

"That's right, it's different..."

Harry noticed that Hermione's emotions were somewhat unstable. "How should I put it? It's like the Transfiguration class. Although Professor McGonagall explained it very clearly and in an easy-to-understand way, even after learning it, I still feel that I don't have a better understanding of the spell than the professor. You could even say that I'm always just a little bit short."

...

Ron was confused by this persuasive talk—what did it mean to be clear and easy to understand?

"Is that so? Almost?" Hermione forced herself not to get angry, and after thinking about Harry's statement, she said, "You mean—the professor actually only learned it, but didn't fully master it?"

"It's not that I haven't fully mastered it—it's just that I always feel like I'm missing something."

Harry hesitated before speaking.

"So I am too?"

Hermione stared at her two companions, lost in thought.

-

"call…"

William took a deep breath, completely putting the content of the lesson he had just received out of his mind—he had been focusing all his energy on Animagus lately, and life-saving spells had always been among his top priorities.

According to the agreed plan, when the moon is full tonight, he will take out the leaves of the mandrake from his mouth, make them into a potion, and bury it.

Once the potion is confirmed to be complete, Hagrid will communicate with the Thunderbird to unleash a thunderstorm covering the Hogwarts area so that he can transform into an Animagus.

As previously agreed, Dumbledore will temporarily forgo sleep tonight to assist him in completing this Animagus transformation.

'Relax, relax a little more, William.'

He tried to convince himself that this was the most dangerous magic he had used since the so-called Horcrux disguised itself as a system disappeared.

Unlike the human transformation magic that a small number of outstanding graduates can master, Animagus is the most dangerous and rarest form of transformation magic. It is the most special kind of transformation magic—it directly targets the wizard's own magic power and is born with great strength.

Werewolves can even give Aurors a headache, but three students who are still in school can withstand the damage from werewolves and even control them by using their Animagus transformations!

'Be careful, be very careful, William.'

He even felt a little regretful at that moment for not asking Sirius something, but he quickly put that thought out of his mind.

If Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall's help isn't enough, why bother learning Animagus? He could just stick to Transfiguration—it's just a bit weaker, each spell is highly dangerous, and there's not much point in messing around with it after transforming, nothing serious…

Thinking of this, he smiled and then walked quickly toward Hagrid's cabin.

He then had an afternoon to prepare himself before starting to make the potion at the full moon.

-

"Today is another full moon."

"Yes, didn't you see? Snape sent Professor Lupin another potion."

In the Room of Requirement, the twins chatted as they made fireworks.

These fireworks were made for Dumbledore—to be set off during the headmaster's retirement ceremony.

This took them a lot of effort, and even delayed the further development of the quick-acting truancy candy.

"I feel like something's off today—I feel like we've missed something."

Fred stopped his experiment and stared blankly at the materials. "It seems like we've overlooked something."

"What else could it be—we only have a few courses left, it can't be exams, right? Our exams are still a long way off, and besides, didn't we agree to open a shop after graduation?"

George stopped what he was doing, looking somewhat puzzled.

"Exam! Right, it's an exam. I think there wasn't a monthly exam today. The lower grades didn't have any exams!"

"That's right, there was no monthly exam today!"

Although many people think the monthly exam is a fabricated lie, the twins know very well that Professor Lupin will take leave when the full moon arrives, and the monthly exam will take place at that time.

"So Professor William is indeed dealing with matters related to Transfiguration?"

Currently, this seems to be the only explanation—Dumbledore stopped teaching after becoming Headmaster, and Professor McGonagall will also stop teaching after becoming Headmaster soon. Therefore, the scenario of Professor William becoming Professor of Transfiguration, taking over as Headmaster, and then assigning the students a huge amount of worksheets to celebrate is about to unfold…

"Hiss...that really is..."

The two exchanged a glance, their faces beaming with joy—they could take as many extra classes as they wanted, and they graduated!

"It seems we won't graduate before Dumbledore retires."

"That's such a shame!"

The two of them chatted animatedly about happy things.

-

"how do you feel?"

"It feels pretty good."

William sat in Hagrid's hut, playing with a fluffy cattail in his hand.

Will it eat?

After receiving William's response, Hagrid was momentarily at a loss for words and shifted the topic to the fluffy catkins in William's hands.

"It should be fine—but it's better not to try."

William put the little guy down, hesitated for a moment, and finally turned it back into a teacup.

Ordinary transformation magic can make non-living things active for a longer period of time, and even mimic eating, but transforming a teacup into a magical creature like a fluffy cat is a completely different concept.

Even if it is weak, it is still a magical creature—this is one of the latest and most advanced areas of Transfiguration research, and there are still many taboos that have not been tested yet.

In fact, such research, like studying hybrid magical creatures like the blasting snail, requires special approval to conduct—but coincidentally, Professor McGonagall was qualified.

Transfiguration sounds simple, but when you delve into entirely new areas, it's no safer than black magic—the infamous xxxxx-level magical creatures are said to be a group of wizards forever imprisoned by human transfiguration.

If the person in front of William wasn't Hagrid, but a wizard with sufficient skill in Transfiguration, he would have been terrified by William's Transfiguration—because that was no easier than turning a wizard into a magical creature…

What would you like to have for dinner?

"No need, I don't really feel like eating right now."

William smiled and shook his head, declining Hagrid's invitation.

He decided to keep his mouth clean for the rest of the time until the transformation surgery was completed.

This is somewhat difficult—especially since summer nights come late.

Around six o'clock, Dumbledore visited Hagrid's hut, which made Hagrid, who could only eat alone, extremely happy.

Professor McGonagall arrived shortly after Dumbledore's visit, and Hagrid's cottage suddenly became incredibly lively.

"Boom boom boom!"

Just as they were discussing some interesting things that happened in the Forbidden Forest (a large part of which was Hagrid's experience of capturing the twins), there was another knock on the door of Hagrid's hut.