I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world

Ian was glad he asked the right person.

"Yes, Professor McGonagall did invite me to join the Transfiguration Club."

"That's great!" Cedric cheered.

He could see that Cedric was sincerely happy for him, not just in a polite way, and he also understood that perhaps the reason why Cedric had such high popularity and many friends at Hogwarts was due to this sincerity.

Ian spread his hands and said helplessly: "Then I can only ask you to lead the way. I've been looking here for almost 10 minutes and still haven't found the entrance."

"The location of that painting is indeed relatively remote. Come with me." With that, Cedric walked in front and started to guide the direction.

In the long corridor, the two of them walked and chatted. After turning three times in a row, they finally found this dusty landscape painting in a corner.

"Don't look at me, I don't know. When I first came to the Transfiguration Club, I had already cleaned this painting. When the results came out, it was still like this. It would probably become dusty on its own, and over time everyone would Just don’t worry about it.”

Perhaps seeing Ian's surprised look, Cedric couldn't help but explain.

"Well, maybe Professor McGonagall likes this. Didn't you find that this painting has an indescribable feeling of sadness after it collects dust?"

Ian has always felt that his right brain is more developed than his left brain, so he always has a keen intuition about art, music, image memory, etc.

Cedric nodded in agreement: "Perhaps this is true. The dusty sunset... not only represents the coming of darkness, but also clearly expresses the sadness, longing, romance, and love of the author of this painting... feeling The author of this painting should be a woman."

"And she is also an emotional woman." Ian added in time.

"You're right. Not only is he full of emotions, he's even a little sensitive. How should I put it? It's like a Huaichun..."

Before Cedric could finish speaking, the portrait was opened from behind.

The first thing you see is Professor McGonagall.

"Two gentlemen! I think if you have nothing else to do, you should come in directly instead of standing at the door discussing the author of a painting." The somewhat serious Professor McGonagall pursed her lips.

"Besides, everyone is already here. It's just you. Once everyone is here, we can start early..."

The sudden appearance of Professor McGonagall stunned both of them. Only then did Ian realize that perhaps Professor McGonagall had noticed them while they were standing at the door discussing...

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall!" "It's our fault."

Faced with Professor McGonagall's slightly stern look, neither Ian nor Cedric found a reason to defend themselves, but instead bowed their heads decisively and admitted their mistake.

Professor McGonagall didn't care too much about the two good students in front of her. She just waved her wand to clean away the dust on the oil painting, then turned and entered the classroom at the back.

"Let's go, Ian. I feel like Professor McGonagall is a little unhappy today." After Cedric said that, he walked in alone.

Ian followed closely and closed the door smoothly, but what he didn't know was that the moment the door was closed, the landscape painting was still as clean as new, not covered in dust at all as Cedric said.

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As soon as Ian entered the room, a voice came to his ears. A girl sitting next to me said jokingly:

"What a beautiful scenery...Ian welcomes you. I just heard in the morning that a new person joined today, but I didn't expect it to be you. Anyway, thank you for bringing beautiful scenery to this classroom."

The girl stood up and walked to Ian: "My name is Angelina Johnson. I am a Gryffindor in the same grade as you and a Chaser on the college Quidditch team."

Angelina leaned forward slightly and stopped less than a foot away from Ian. At the same time, she said meaningfully: "I am still single..."

"Ahem." Professor McGonagall was standing there at some point, holding two copies of "Transfiguration Today" in his hands.

"Now that everyone is here, I think we can start now. Ian, I'll lend you this book first."

After taking the magazine from Professor McGonagall, he quietly found a single sofa and sat down.

Angelina was still a little unwilling. She moved her chair and wanted to sit next to Ian quietly. But as soon as she took a step, Professor McGonagall stared at her with sharp eyes.

She gave up now and smiled sheepishly at Professor McGonagall, pretending that the chair was unstable and she was adjusting the angle.

"Our first topic today." Professor McGonagall opened the magazine in her hand. “Read and discuss the front page essay in this issue of Metamorphosis Today.”

The stern expression on Professor McGonagall's face softened: "Even I got a lot of inspiration from this paper."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but smile proudly.

"The author of this paper is one of Gryffindor's best students ever, Bill Weasley."

When Ian heard this, he felt a little emotional. The Weasley family is really full of talents. As the eldest son of their family, Bill also set a very good example for his younger brothers and sisters.

A powerful person who has obtained 12 certificates in the O.W.Ls examination, even after graduation, he worked as a Gringotts Curse Breaker, a job that focuses on magic spells and ancient magic texts.

But the other party's transfiguration skills still haven't given up. A very academic magazine like "Transfiguration Today" published the other party's paper in its first article, and the whole thing can be seen at a glance, which shows that the other party's true level is indeed very high.

Professor McGonagall put down the magazine in her hand and said to everyone: "Now you can start reading. Those who have read it beforehand can review it carefully or think about it carefully and then discuss the content of their speech."

After hearing this, the students also acted quickly, either opening magazines to read, or flipping through their notebooks.

Ian also calmly opened the magazine in his hand, ready to read this paper that was highly praised by Professor McGonagall.

About ten minutes later, after Ian finished reading the paper, he suddenly felt that his achievement was really ridiculous. I was looking at the title of this paper - "Transfiguration and Changing the Nature of Objects, a Conjecture"

The entire article uses basic transfiguration as the argument, and explains throughout the article that when some powerful wizards perform transfiguration, they not only change the shape of the object, but also change the inner essence of the object.

And this is why Animagus can allow wizards to transform into animal forms, and this is a complete change in nature.

The article also mentioned that the fundamental reason for being unable to transform into magical animals is the difference in magic power, or incompatibility.

This just confirms Ian's previous conjecture about blood. Perhaps except for the pure blood of the first generation of wizards, it has become mottled after countless generations.

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