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Chapter 384: The Technique of Batch Transfiguration
Chapter 384: The Technique of Batch Transfiguration
"Professor Mcgonagall, where is Headmaster Dumbledore? Hasn't he arrived yet?" Ivan asked in surprise. With such a significant event, Dumbledore couldn't possibly stay away.
"Albus has been out on business for the past few days", Mcgonagall explained, sounding somewhat helpless. It was coincidental that Sirius Black had infiltrated at this time, making her suspect that Sirius might have learned of this news from somewhere.
Hearing this, Ivan confirmed his earlier suspicions, but this made the situation more complicated.
Ivan had originally planned to take Scabbers to Dumbledore, telling him that he had accidentally discovered a name on Ron's rat's head while looking at the map last year, and then coincidentally met Sirius over the summer to uncover the truth.
That way, he could easily pass the troublesome matter to Dumbledore to handle, while he could sit back and watch the show, waiting for the points to come in!
Only Dumbledore had the authority to convince everyone of Sirius's innocence and to clear his name despite the pressure from the Ministry of Magic.
"Do you know when Professor Dumbledore will return?" Ivan sighed and asked.
"He should be back soon. I've already sent an owl to inform him. You don't need to worry too much. Although Albus isn't here, the other professors can protect your safety. If anything happens, you can tell me!" Professor Mcgonagall reassured him.
Ivan shrugged. He wasn't really worried about his safety, but he hesitated about whether to tell Professor Mcgonagall about Sirius.
In the end, he decided to keep quiet and first meet with Sirius to discuss the matter.
The note Sirius had given him, Ivan hadn't read yet, but it likely contained the time and place for their meeting.
After all, Sirius couldn't explain everything in the dormitory, as it was too dangerous and easy to be overheard. Finding a safe place outside to talk was the right decision!
Ivan's mind was racing with thoughts as he followed the crowd to the Great Hall.
Mcgonagall waved her wand, moving the obstructive tables to the side, clearing a large space in the middle.
However, Mcgonagall couldn't conjure hundreds of Sleeping Bags with a wave of her hand like Dumbledore. To conserve her magical energy in case Sirius Black attacked, she turned to Ivan and said, "Hals, come help me. We need hundreds of Sleeping Bags."
Ivan nodded, stepped forward, and drew his wand, pointing it. Cups, saucers, and other small objects from the corner table flew over and landed on the cleared ground.
Then, Ivan focused on the image of a Sleeping Bag in his mind, and the small objects began to twist and transform, elongating, extending, and expanding. In no time, a dozen blue Sleeping Bags appeared on the ground.
Meanwhile, Ivan felt mentally exhausted. This was his first time attempting to transfigure so many items at once.
"Very good, your transfiguration skills have improved greatly recently", Professor Mcgonagall said, looking at the Sleeping Bags Ivan had transfigured, clearly surprised.
She had also intended to use this opportunity to teach Ivan, but his growth far exceeded her expectations, with significant changes every school year.
His progress was unprecedented, too fast.
Professor Mcgonagall couldn't help but sigh, wondering if in another year or two, she would have nothing left to teach him.
However, she quickly composed herself and addressed Ivan:
"
You only need to focus your mind on one of the items you wish to transform, then use a thread of your magical power to influence the others. After a few more practices, you'll find it's not as difficult as it seems."
Professor Mcgonagall waved her wand, summoning several small objects. As she explained the details of batch transformation, she demonstrated the process, and soon, seventy to eighty dark red Sleeping Bags appeared on the ground.
Despite the effort, Professor Mcgonagall remained calm and composed, showing no signs of fatigue, unlike Ivan, who was mentally and physically drained.
Ivan could sense that these Sleeping Bags, while finely detailed on the surface, were not made with much effort and would revert to their original forms within a day.
Clearly, Professor Mcgonagall had done this intentionally. There was no need to waste magical power on a temporary transformation. The Sleeping Bags needed to last only one night for everyone to get some rest.
Understanding this, Ivan followed Professor Mcgonagall's advice and attempted the transformation again, this time with fifty objects!
A large pile of dishes, candlesticks, and other items quickly transformed into the shape of Sleeping Bags under the influence of his magic.
Despite the number of objects tripling, Ivan didn't need to exert as much effort as before. He created inferior items that would only last for a few hours, so he only felt slightly strained, with his magic consumption remaining roughly the same as before.
At the same time, a system notification sounded in Ivan's mind.
[Ding, after some practice, your Transfiguration Spell has improved. Current level 6 (880/6400)]
Ivan was delighted. Since his Transfiguration Spell had reached level six, it had been a long time since he had seen any significant improvement in his proficiency. He hadn't expected Professor Mcgonagall's guidance to yield such a substantial increase.
It seemed that Mcgonagall's expertise in transfiguration was even higher than he had imagined.
Seeing how quickly Ivan had grasped the knowledge she had imparted, Professor Mcgonagall nodded in satisfaction.
Any professor would be pleased with a student who is so eager to learn and can grasp new concepts with just a little guidance.
With their combined efforts, they managed to neatly arrange several hundred Sleeping Bags on the ground in half an hour. Just as they finished, a flurry of footsteps approached the entrance of the Great Hall.
Ivan turned to see that students from the other houses had arrived.
"Professor Mcgonagall, what's happening?" The Prefects from the various houses hurriedly asked upon seeing her.
They had rushed over as soon as they received the notification. Their heads of house had only given them a brief overview to save time, urging them to be cautious but not providing many details.
"It's Sirius Black who has infiltrated the castle", Professor Mcgonagall explained the situation to the half-informed young wizards. She then reassured them, telling them not to worry too much, as the professors would handle the matter.
(End of Chapter)
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