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Chapter 38: Are You Serious?
Chapter 38: Are You Serious?
It was clear that the new students wouldn't be learning about transfiguring living things into animals in their first lesson.
Professor McGonagall needed only a single matchstick to make them realize that transforming furniture into animals would take a considerable amount of time.
Despite the young wizards' earnest attempts at waving their wands, the matches before them showed no signs of transformation.
Some things are just like that; what others can do with ease becomes a complete mess when you try it yourself, especially when that "other" is Professor McGonagall.
"Pay attention, it's supposed to turn into a needle, not a silver stick," Professor McGonagall instructed as she walked down the aisle of the classroom, constantly correcting their mistakes.
Before long, half the class time had passed, and the matchsticks remained unchanged, showing no signs of becoming needles.
A few Hufflepuff wizards had managed to turn their matchsticks into charcoal, but this clearly didn't meet Professor McGonagall's expectations, and they were deducted a point for damaging the teaching materials.
The Ravenclaws were different; they were known for their intelligence, and when they saw that the transformation wasn't happening, some of the more clever ones took a different approach. Instead of focusing on turning the matchsticks into needles, they changed the color of the matchsticks and quietly sharpened one end, hoping to pass unnoticed.
Some even more clever ones directly replaced the matchsticks with their own needles, stubbornly insisting they had transfigured them.
Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall saw through their attempts immediately.
Ravenclaw also lost twenty points due to the high number of cheaters.
...
Professor McGonagall stood in the aisle, surveying the class. She was slightly disappointed to find that there didn't seem to be many outstanding talents in this year's batch.
The only one who performed reasonably well was...
Professor McGonagall turned her gaze to the front row.
There, Kyle was resting his chin on one hand, while the other hand idly waved his wand.
As he tapped his wand, the matchstick in front of him was constantly changing.
Although it didn't fully transform into a needle, it was already halfway there...in the literal sense.
Kyle had only managed to transfigure half a needle, and its position was unstable, sometimes at the top, sometimes at the bottom, or even stuck in the middle.
How to describe it? Perhaps like this:
Needle?
What needle?
Needle?
This left Professor McGonagall in awe. She had seen failures throughout an entire lesson and successes on the first try, but never had she seen such a successful failure.
Regardless, Kyle had at least managed to partially transfigure the needle, which was more than what the other young wizards had achieved.
Time flew by, and before they knew it, the class was almost over when a young wizard finally succeeded in transforming the matchstick into a needle.
"Look, Professor McGonagall, someone from Hufflepuff has succeeded!"
The excited voice of a front-row wizard instantly drew the attention of all the students.
Professor McGonagall followed the voice and, for once, showed a rare smile. However, to her surprise, the first person to complete the task wasn't Kyle, whom she had high hopes for, but rather, it was Conna Prins sitting next to him.
A Hufflepuff witch with an incredibly low presence.
Professor McGonagall was only momentarily startled before regaining her composure. She picked up the shiny silver needle and showed it to the entire class.
"Look, Miss Prins has succeeded. As a reward for being the first, three points to Hufflepuff!"
A loud round of applause filled the room, and the badgers clapped with extra enthusiasm, not just because of the points but also out of happiness for Conna.
At that moment, all eyes were on Conna.
This socially anxious witch had never experienced such a spectacle before, and her face instantly turned bright red, with a faint white smoke rising from her head, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.
As soon as the class ended, she grabbed her textbook and rushed out of the classroom like a flash.
Conna was filled with regret.
Sure enough, staying close to Kyle was bound to lead to trouble! If she had known this would happen, she would have risked getting scolded by Professor McGonagall and changed seats.
...
Meanwhile, Kyle, who was innocently caught in the crossfire, had no idea that he had been unfairly blamed for something. As he exited the classroom, Autumn approached him and invited him to go to the Great Hall with her to see Cedric.
"Sorry, I just remembered I have something else to do. Can you go by yourself?" Kyle pointed to Ryan, who was walking towards them. "We promised to visit Michael together. If we're late, Madam Pomfrey will kick us out."
"Oh... alright then."
Autumn was a little disappointed, but she didn't say anything more. After all, Kyle was going to visit a patient, which was much more important than getting a map.
She would go by herself; she had met Cedric before and had a deep impression of him—he was the second most handsome boy she had seen at Hogwarts. She shouldn't mistake him.
Oh, and the first was Kyle.
To save time, after bidding farewell to Autumn, she immediately set off for the Great Hall.
Kyle watched as Autumn disappeared around the corner of the corridor, feeling like he had forgotten something he needed to tell her.
What was it...
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For a moment, Kyle couldn't quite remember.
Just then, Ryan walked over, looking a bit unhappy. "Kyle, I specifically saved a seat for you. Why did you go to the front row?"
Hearing Ryan's words, Kyle instinctively recalled the shocking scene before class, and he also remembered what he had forgotten.
He had forgotten to tell Autumn about sending Leona the map.
This mess... I'll talk about it next time, Kyle sighed. "Sorry, Ryan. I was thinking about something earlier and didn't notice. I'll make it up to you next time!"
"That's not what I meant." Ryan waved his hand. "I'm just surprised you dared to sit in the front row.
I heard from the upperclassmen that the front row in Transfiguration class is almost always empty. No one dares to sit so close to Professor McGonagall during her class. You're really something."
"Hehe... is that so."
Kyle forced a laugh. If he could, he wouldn't want to sit in the front row either.
Fortunately, Ryan didn't notice his discomfort and continued, "Should we head back to the dormitory now, or wait for them?"
Wait for them? Kyle realized that all the students leaving at this time were from Ravenclaw, and there were only the two of them from Hufflepuff.
"Where are the others?" Kyle asked in surprise.
"They're organizing their notes in the classroom," Ryan said matter-of-factly. "Oh, and remind Professor McGonagall not to forget about Michael's homework."
Huh... you're serious!
Kyle's eyes twitched, and after a moment of thought, he said, "Never mind, let's head back to the dormitory."
He had initially planned to take Ryan to the Hospital Wing, but now he decided against it.
...
A few minutes later, in the classroom, Professor McGonagall, with a satisfied smile, bid farewell to the group of Hufflepuff freshmen.
It had been a long time since she had seen such diligent young wizards. After class, they were still organizing their notes, checking each other's work, and even proactively asking for homework...
This was how students should be.
Professor McGonagall rubbed her slightly sore eyes and began to collect the matches that had been used as teaching aids.
It was then that she noticed Kyle had also succeeded, and his matches had transformed into a shiny silver needle.
Perhaps he had been inspired by Conna Prince.
Professor McGonagall didn't think too much about it, but she was delighted that two promising students had emerged from one House.
(End of Chapter)
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