Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

However, less than two meters after falling, a staircase appeared out of thin air and caught Miranda.

Miranda looked up to Hoffa and said, "Jump!"

Hoffa cursed secretly, a school made by a lunatic!

After speaking, he jumped off the guardrail amidst the cursing sound of the oil painting. After falling two meters in the air, a moving staircase suddenly turned. Hoffa was caught, as if he was afraid of falling to death.

Following Miranda, the two walked through the changing stairwell in the air.

The height of the 7-story building was so jumped by two people.

As soon as she stepped on the ground, Miranda slammed open a wooden door that moved the wall.

In front of him, the corridor is constantly changing positions.

Those doors are like the turntables of the big lottery draw, turning around.

Miranda was decisive, pushing away one by one.

At the end of the corridor, there was a black iron door. Hoffa tried to push the door in, but Miranda held him.

"Wait a minute."

Hoffa stood still.

Ten seconds later, a wall smashed into this wall, as if to say, hey, this is my place, buddy.

There is an oak door on this wall.

Miranda immediately pulled Hoffa into the door.

After the two disappeared inside the door, this wall was slammed by another wall unhappily.

After entering the door, inside the door is the classroom for the transformation class.

Round classrooms, ring-shaped desks. The classroom was full of children, and the tall auburn-haired man casually leaning on the side of the podium.

When the children heard the noise, they all turned their heads to look at the two people at the door in surprise.

Hoffa's heart sank, or was he late?

Dumbledore looked at the two people who opened the door with interest.

He glanced up at the clock and smiled: "Being three minutes late, according to the regulations, I should deduct three points for you. But today is the day when the stairs are off, so I will give you three points. Now quickly find a place to sit down. ."

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief.

The stairs are on holiday, and the stairs are on holiday...

No wonder those guys are running around excitedly.

The four houses were in class together, and the popular Dumbledore was in class again. The good positions near the podium in the classroom were all full.

Miranda sat in the corner and waved to Hoffa after sitting down, motioning him to sit next to him.

Hoffa was reluctant, because there was already a silver-haired girl sitting in the corner she chose.

But the class had already started, so he couldn't choose three or four, so he had to bite the bullet and sit down.

Aglaia glanced at Hoffa and Miranda, frowned and moved a centimeter to the right, showing his dislike for them.

The cheeks of the two Gryffindor boys on her right suddenly flushed, and they were too embarrassed to speak.

The contradiction between the little kids made Hoffa boring, he took out his notes and listened to the class carefully.

In Hoffa's mind, becoming an Animagus was also one of the goals he had to overcome.

If you can't become a favorite animal in the world of H, what is the difference between it and salted fish. Of course, if you want to become Animagus. Dumbledore's transformation lesson, he couldn't leave it at all.

When everyone was seated, Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction. He cleared his throat and tapped the side table with his wand.

Suddenly, the desk let out a loud roar.

"Roar!"

It suddenly changed from a four-legged table to a four-legged lion.

The students in the front row were bluffed and shrank back.

Dumbledore waved his magic wand again, and the lion leaping forward turned into a small black and white badger in the air.

It arched its nose and sniffed back and forth a few times. Suddenly, the two ribs of the badger sprouted wings, and amid the exclamation of everyone, it turned into an eagle with extremely wide wingspan.

The eagle fluttered up, circled three times in the classroom, and landed slowly.

As it fell, its legs merged and lengthened. When it landed completely, it turned into an elegant spotted python, hissing a letter.

The python circled back to the lecture, Dumbledore's wand was tapped, and the snake returned to the table.

All the students were stunned, and Hoffa was among them. In his previous life, he didn't know how many movies he had seen cool magic special effects, but this kind of real and precise change was really unprecedented.

Dumbledore seldom showed his transfiguration skills after becoming the headmaster, so that no one knew that he was a real transfiguration master.

In the shocked eyes of the student, Dumbledore spoke slowly.

"Transfiguration is the most complex and demanding of all magic. How to change the structure of things without destroying its essence is an eternal topic of debate among generations of wizards."

Seeing all the students listening attentively below, Dumbledore waved his magic wand.

Suddenly, the curtains were pulled up.

The classroom light dimmed, and several projection screens were suddenly hung around.

Dumbledore: "As the first transfiguration class, what I want to teach you first is not magic, but the most important quality of transfiguration-caution."

Following the speech, black and white photos flashed across the curtain.

Hoffa's eyes widened, and there were monsters with terrifying faces on the projection screen.

Dumbledore: "In Transfiguration, some wizards go farther than ordinary people. All the great changes you can think of have been tried by various wizards. However, some wizards succeeded, and More wizards failed in the process of searching for knowledge.

The reasons for failure are without exception, all because of insufficient caution. "

The black and white photo stopped.

Hoffa saw a hand-drawn drawing of a huge sphinx in the photo.

"Two thousand years BC, the great transformer of ancient Egypt, Sphinx reached the extreme in his pursuit of transformation. Unfortunately, in the end he still confused the difference between structure and essence. During a transformation process , Turned himself into a half-man, half-lion monster, and lost his reason."

The picture on the projection screen changes again.

A banshee with a painful human face and bird body appeared.

Dumbledore: "1000 BC, the greatest witch of ancient Greece, the Siren. In the process of pursuing flying, she sacrificed her own reason and completely stripped her humanity, thus becoming a human face bird body. The monster of, to this day, her descendants are still wandering in pain on the Greek peninsula."

The projection has once again become a hand-drawn drawing of a half man and a cow.

Dumbledore: "In 13 AD, the famous wizard Minotaur tried to become a bull during a duel with people, but unfortunately was dazzled by anger, so he could only be a man in his life. Cow creatures rely on their own vomit for a living..."

Following the calm words of the man on the podium, everyone in the classroom paled.

Hoffa didn't expect that some of the monsters in myths and legends were actually real, and most of them were related to polymorphism.

When he watched it in his previous life, he only saw the fun of Animagus, but he did not expect that there would be so many dangerous stories behind the scenes.

After a dozen or so cases of failure to deform, the classroom was silent.

Suddenly, one arm was raised high.

Dumbledore nodded: "Tom, go ahead."

Tom Riddle stood up slowly and asked in a respectful manner: "Sir, what is meant by changing the structure without changing the essence. In my opinion, if the structure changes, the essence will inevitably change."

"Very critical question, Tom." Dumbledore said lightly:

"Every deformer holds a different point of view on this issue, but in my opinion, the essence is your purpose and heart. The inner goal is the beacon, and the fraternity and tolerance are the guidance. Only in the complex transformation process , Keep yourself. Of course, this change is limited to Animagus’ biological changes."

Tom said politely, "Thank you sir."

He sat down, Hoffa couldn't make out his expression. When he was reading in his previous life, he didn't know if Voldemort was Animagus, but now it seems that Voldemort's strongest point should be black magic, not polymorphism.

After explaining Tom Riddle's question, Dumbledore asked each student to take a small piece of wood, and asked the students to use a magic wand to change the wood into other shapes.

After taking down the wood, Hoffa saw that the students took out their wands and began to tap the wood continuously.

Suddenly, the classroom was shining with colorful lights of joy, and some students were holding magic wands and chanting spells on the wood.

Some wood burned directly with a bang, some wood turned into a puddle of mud under the light of the magic wand, and some wood even grew out of two legs and ran away.

Dumbledore reminded the students loudly: "Be rational, don't be confused, and keep your goals in your mind!"

But it's no use. A group of little wizards are together and don't know what to do.

The students of Ravenclaw and Slytherin were calm, and the students of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff almost blew up the roof.

The same goes for the two Gryffindor boys next to Aglaia. One of them stabbed the wood into a pig's head, and the other directly caused the wood to explode. The black face was smeared and the hair stood up high.

Aglaia showed a look of disgust and sarcasm, and she moved her position a bit to the left.

Without a word, Miranda took out her wand and lighted the wood. The wood floated, slowly deforming in the air.

In the end, it became an owl-like thing, which looked ugly, but it could barely be regarded as an owl.

Miranda said to Hoffa: "This Dumbledore has to reward me at least five points."

"It's ridiculous." It was Aglea who answered her.

She sneered with her arms in her arms and said, "Will you be satisfied if you turn out that kind of garbage?"

Miranda looked at Aglea gently and politely, as if saying, "You can do it, you can do it!"

The silver-haired girl proudly took out a magic wand that shone with silver light and pointed at the wood in front of her.

Then, in Hoffa's shocked gaze, her wood slowly began to grow and spread on the table, turning into an exquisite tree-like sculpture. The carvings are lifelike, even with very small leaves. The lines on the leaves can be seen.

When the change was complete, she put away her wand and looked at Miranda with a sneer.

Miranda looked at the other's tree eagle, and then at her own owl. She shrugged, "You are amazing."

She did not argue with Aglaia, not even angry.

Hoffa admires Miranda a bit, and is not angry at being so stunned. If he is himself, I am afraid...

Aglaia said to Miranda, "But you're not bad, some people dare not even try."

She held her head up as she spoke, staring at Hoffa firmly from the corner of her eye.

She wanted to watch this arrogant and indifferent boy make a fool of herself.