This Hogwarts isn't normal.

After Devine sent the Wayne family back to Diagon Alley, he returned to the manor and walked into his father's study as soon as possible.

Clement was closing his eyes and concentrating.

"Sit down first."

He seemed to be thinking about the content of the cooperation just now, and also seemed to be thinking about the future.

"What do you think of Vincent?"

"Calm, smart and confident..."

"How about comparing those two?"

Devine frowned, "The former is an unscrupulous idealist, and the latter is a pure extremist.

His background will attract a lot of criticism, but with the identity of Nico Flamel's apprentice, he is impeccably excellent. "

Clement opened his eyes, "A little excellence will arouse jealousy, but too much excellence will make people admired."

"Dad, you mean he-"

"Even with his entanglements with the Wiccan Party, Dumbledore still admired him very much."

The most recognized wizard is like this, so how can Grindelwald, who is said to have prophetic abilities, remain indifferent.

"Through Vincent's contest?"

"No." Clement's eyes became sharp, "Dumbledore's information channels are more accurate than the Ministry of Magic. I prefer a tacit understanding.

Devi, the Muggles have invented a device that enables long-distance communication. Do you know what this means? "

"I know." Devine frowned deeper, "This means that our living environment will only further shrink, and even return to the dark ages of the Middle Ages——

Grindelwald saw the future! "He suddenly opened his eyes wide,

"Dad, is this their tacit understanding? So they chose Vincent, who was born as a Muggle?"

“Don’t forget that Nico Flamel possesses the only alchemical prophecy ball in the world.

"Then the reason why he destroyed the Sorcerer's Stone..."

Clement smiled and said nothing.

The information that the Ministry of Magic went to great lengths to block could only be about the person who had been there for twelve years.

Quirrell wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone, and Lockhart opened the Chamber of Secrets in an attempt to eliminate Muggle-born students.

"He-he's back?" Devine took a breath,

"No wonder a politician like Fudge values ​​Vincent!"

"Devi, I decided to cooperate with him to develop the Gwent market in France." Clement took out a contract from the drawer.

"Exclusive authorized agent?"

"Interesting pattern."

Wayne Enterprises licensed the Rozier family to produce and sell Gwent in France.

In contrast, Wayne Enterprises' shareholding ratio must reach more than 20%, and it has the first right to lease the Rozier family's land.

"It's just the French region..."

The prototype of a business empire emerged in Devine's mind.

There is no threshold for Gwent, and it will only become more popular when it develops to the scale of Quidditch.

Clement said earnestly: "The wizard card is at best a spoiler, not a competitor at all."

"Indeed. Devine solemnly added his name to the contract,

"Magic schools, magical creatures, and magical governments around the world. The next one should be the Wiccan Party."

Wizard cards must either be copied to the extreme or have no choice but to give up on the international market.

The local winner has not yet been decided, and Vincent is already preparing for the future.

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Hogwarts second floor,

Office of the Professor of Transfiguration.

McGonagall was demonstrating human body transformation techniques to an absent student.

"Although the wizard's physical strength is very high, he still must abide by the basic rules of Gamp's transformation."

She pointed her wand to her left hand, and the sleeves of her dark green robe gradually turned into silver-white armor.

Vincent knew there was no such thing as simplicity.

"My left hand is the same as before, but the structure has changed into armor." Mag untied the arm armor.

It was empty, and she used Transfiguration to completely transform her arms into armor.

"Professor, this doesn't seem like something I can learn now, right?"

Another tap of the wand, and the armor transformed back into its original arm.

“There’s always a time when you practice secretly.”

Vincent nodded his head without embarrassment.

Mag pursed her lips, "Mr. Wayne, with me by your side, at least you won't become a real 'Headless Horseman'."

"Professor, why don't we get started."

She flicked her wand, indicating that she could do it at any time.

Object transformation has the same level as living transformation, the only difference is the severity of the failure.

Once the human body deformation fails, it will cause irreversible consequences.

Vincent closed his eyes and began to picture his left arm.

Transforming a human body into an object is too complicated, so we should start with simpler living creatures.

Similar in size, the easiest to succeed...

The alder wand pointed at his right arm with his sleeves rolled up, and the thick black hair poked out of the pores and spread outward little by little.

Mag clenched the wand in his hand, ready to turn his arm back at any time.

Both are primates, orangutans' arms are just longer, thicker and hairier.

The pain of deformed bones made Vincent break out in a cold sweat.

"Remember this feeling, it will disappear once you become proficient."

The pain caused him to become highly focused and began to deform muscles, blood vessels and nerve tissue.

"Crack——" The dislocated bone caused pain and he moved the wand away.

Seeing that the transformation was about to fail, Mag waved the magic spell in his hand in a half circle and clicked on his right arm.

The discomfort disappeared instantly, and the stretched arm also recovered quickly.

Vincent, who was pale, moved his right hand, and after making sure there was nothing abnormal, he began to recall the feeling just now.

The nervousness of losing control and the frustration of subconsciously thinking that failure is imminent may be the root cause.

"Thank you, Professor." He closed his eyes again.

McGonagall pursed her lips more tightly.

She had seen many talented students, some of whom could even transform successfully for the first time.

The alder wand pointed to the right arm again.

This time, the hair came out first.

Then the nails became sharp.

Vincent stared at the light-colored short hair close to the skin, which covered the entire arm like growth.

His knuckles were getting shorter, and the muscles covered by the hair became stronger.

The second time was not the gorilla arm, but the upper limbs of a more threatening animal.

McGonagall stopped pursing her lips.

She was very familiar with this animal.

Lions, also a feline, are a symbol of courage and a symbol of Gryffindor College.

"Professor, I succeeded!" Vincent moved his right hand.

There was no discomfort, and the physical feeling was the same as before.

Perhaps it was because of the different appearance, he thought the strength should be a little stronger.

"Congratulations." Mag's mouth corners slightly raised, "You have successfully entered the field of human body transformation."

Object, living thing, human body transformation,

Smoothly switching back and forth between the three is one of the prerequisites for becoming a master of Transfiguration.

Vincent changed his right hand back, and his azure eyes flashed with a different brilliance.

There are a total of seven officially registered Animagus in the UK this century.

Of course, there are more than one illegal ones, after all, they all have animal forms, which must be irrelevant.

It has been 36 years since the last officially registered one, Derian Tutley, who can transform into a gerbil.

The eighth Animagus at the end of the century sounds pretty good.

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