Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 292: A new problem with door knockers
Professor McGonagall's eyes were filled with amazement.
As the most famous transfiguration master in the world today, she has also been a professor of transfiguration at Hogwarts for so many years, but she just recalled it in her heart and found that she had only seen one student like Sean.
Coincidentally, that genius was parasitic on Xiao En some time ago...
Transfiguration is very different from other magic. Professor McGonagall has been on this road for a long time, but it is precisely because she has walked longer and farther than most people that she has a deeper understanding-she is still far from the true meaning of Transfiguration.
However, she saw infinite possibilities in this boy who was just in the third grade.
From ferret to crocodile, although still flawed, it is barely a successful transformation. As it is also a cross-species transformation, Sean's transformation this time is much more difficult than the transformation of guinea fowl into guinea pigs in the fourth grade course.
Not only the size and race of the species, but also because the ferret came from Sean's own summoning spell. The difficulty of transforming summoned creatures is much more difficult than ordinary transformation.
Professor McGonagall believes that if she provides Sean with a teaching creature, his transfiguration this time should be a perfect success.
Looking down at Sean, who was still thinking about why the crocodile's teeth didn't succeed, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but use a stern tone: "One is that the image construction is not perfect. You must have paid too much attention to the appearance when you constructed the deformed image in your heart. Touch the crocodile's claws. If I'm not wrong, the bottom should still be as soft as a ferret's claws."
Sean heard the words and touched the crocodile's claws, and it was exactly as Professor McGonagall said. The bottom of the crocodile's claws, which were supposed to be rough with some toughness and hardness, were too soft.
Professor McGonagall continued: "Second, the output of magic power is too strong. You are eager to quickly transform the ferret. You should have slowed down the output of magic power in the details. You ignored this."
Shawn recalled the magic power fluctuations in his body just now, and was surprised to find that what Professor McGonagall said was right. The part that should have been prioritized was a little too hard. He was immersed in the magic power output and fluctuations, and could not help ignoring these details.
Shaun, who was quite confident at first, lowered his head in shame. He said sincerely, "Professor, you are right. I found out my mistake after careful recollection. I'm sorry. I just told you that I had a general idea, but I made this mistake. If you hadn't reminded me, I might have walked on the wrong path for a long time."
I just clicked it out, did you figure it out so quickly...
Professor McGonagall's eyes twitched slightly, and then she smiled, but she still said in a stimulating and encouraging tone: "It's good that you can find out in time. Remember, to be in awe of transfiguration, even the simplest transfiguration must be concentrated enough."
"I see, Professor." Sean nodded solemnly.
Professor McGonagall waved his wand, and the incompletely deformed crocodile turned back into a ferret and disappeared into the air: "I will be assessed in my office in half a month."
"Okay... eh?" Sean was a little surprised, "You mean, if I pass the assessment, can I start the fifth grade class?"
The middle-aged witch is still strict, but her eyes flashed with relief: "Sean, sometimes you are too modest, or in the words of Professor Dumbledore, you are too cautious. I have always been strict with my students, and I am even stricter with 'jumpers' like you and Miss Granger, but I have to say—"
"You are doing well."
It's really satisfying to be praised by such a strict teacher as Professor McGonagall... Sean showed a big smile: "Thank you, Professor."
"Take the assessment in half a month. In addition, Mr. Wallop, although it is a bit early, I must ask for your opinion in advance-can you spare time on Wednesday afternoon and Friday morning in the second half of the semester?"
Sean was a little puzzled, but he still thought about it and replied: "After all, the time span is too long. It would be irresponsible for me to promise you now. Professor, I have to say that although I don't have any courses in those two time periods, I can't guarantee that my personal arrangements will be free in half a year. Of course, as long as I don't have any urgent things to do, please tell me if you have any requests. I will definitely do my best."
This answer made Professor McGonagall nodded in satisfaction: "Thank you for your sincerity, and as a Ravenclaw student, your thinking mode is very mature, which is very good."
After complimenting her, she continued: "I predict that by then you should be able to complete the fifth grade courses by yourself. Your basic skills have always been excellent, so I hope that you can come to be my teaching assistant and teach the first and second grade students a class every week for me."
Shawn nodded suddenly. Because of the lack of Voldemort's killing activities in this world, the number of wizards has increased significantly. Coupled with the accident at Nurmengard last school year, more and more young wizards chose Hogwarts.
It seems that the increase in the number of students has overwhelmed the professors.
This is also normal. There are thousands of students in Hogwarts, but only a few professors, and each of them is responsible for teaching seven or five grades.
Shawn nodded after thinking for a while: "Professor, I am willing to share some simple teaching tasks for you while studying with you. If I can meet your requirements and have nothing to do, of course."
Professor McGonagall showed a smile: "Thank you, Sean, I am looking forward to working with you in half a year. Don't worry, the school will pay you according to the salary level of a teaching assistant, and I personally promise that if you have any doubts about transfiguration, you can come to me."
"That would be great." Sean replied with a smile.
Salary is a trivial matter. Jin Gallon has plenty of it. The key lies in Professor McGonagall's teaching of Transfiguration. Just the notebook of the other party when he was young has benefited him a lot.
After exchanging good night with Professor McGonagall, Sean left. Of course, the original goal of this trip - to find Dumbledore, was a failure again, and Sean felt that Dumbledore might have to hide from him for a while.
Going back to the auditorium and going out again, he saw Hermione and Daisy discussing this semester's courses at the corner of the corridor.
"Hey, didn't you say you don't have to wait for me?" Sean walked over.
Hermione put away the schedule and glanced at him: "I knew you were going to find Dumbledore."
"It seems easy to guess." Sean spread his hands helplessly.
Daisy followed up and said: "Hermione said, Dumbledore left in a hurry after the dinner, he must not want to see you, you will probably be back in a while - she guessed right, yay!"
"The prediction is accurate, but I also have other things to do by the way. I will go to divination class with you tomorrow, Miss Granger."
Hermione looked at him suspiciously: "Someone said at the end of last semester that there is no need for in-depth study of divination, a course that is purely based on talent, and changed his mind after one summer vacation?"
"Okay, I admit it - mainly for the class with you, shouldn't you be moved, Miss Granger?"
Hermione raised her neck proudly: "My touch is not so cheap, Mr. Wallop who is not telling the truth."
"It breaks my heart when you say that." Sean made a sad look on purpose.
Without waiting for Hermione to reply, Daisy hurriedly replied: "Hermione said, you're annoying when you're putting on a show, and I want to punch you when I look at it-I must add, I don't think it's that annoying, but it's really not very flattering."
Hermione gave her a white look: "Thank you for your supplement, Miss Potter."
"You're welcome~"
Shawn nodded with satisfaction: "Daisy, you have finally learned to resist Hermione's 'tyranny'. I am very pleased when you are on my side."
Hermione snorted coldly: "Daisy, return my second grade notes."
Little Baihua immediately hugged Hermione's arm, then raised her harmless eyebrows at Sean: "Hermione is right, you idiot!"
"You betrayed too quickly, right?"
"At the end of the semester, when you wanted to copy Hermione's history of magic notes, you were much more flattering than me!"
"Ahem... Hermione is right!"
"It's late!"
Amidst the squabbling, a few people returned to the tower of the Ravenclaw common room, and when they went up the spiral staircase, they saw a large group of students frowning in front of the wooden door.
Shawn raised his eyebrows, the small space in front of the wooden door was crowded with students, not only the little eagles who had just finished sorting, many old students were also thinking hard, even the upper steps were full of people.
Is this stumped by the door knocker? Sean was a little curious.
This kind of situation rarely occurs in Ravenclaw. Most of the questions asked by the door knocker are subjective, and the answers to the questions are not unique. Ravenclaw students only need to provide answers that represent their own thoughts.
Don't underestimate the wisdom of the eagles, any brain teasers, logical reasoning, and philosophical thoughts are easy.
Moreover, the smart Ravenclaw students always have their own ideas. It is very common for six people in a dormitory to go back together and give six different answers and then pass the test at the same time. Today, this "grand event" is rare once a year.
In addition, today is the freshman report, so logically speaking, the door knocker should not ask any particularly difficult questions.
Hermione whispered behind him: "Is there another math problem with the door knocker?"
"It is estimated that..."
Yes, generally speaking, the reason for this "grand occasion" is that the door knocker asked a math problem.
Whether they are from a Muggle family or a wizard family, the mathematics level of the British is "amazing". The answers to difficult questions come from the mouth, but some simple math problems have to count for a long time.
Sean never understood why someone would be stuck outside the door for fifteen minutes by a binary linear equation...
However, it is not incomprehensible to think of the first-grade mathematics mastery standards of most primary schools in the UK-they only require students to understand numbers within 20, and to use and understand place values accurately...
As it happens, most wizards, including Ravenclaw, hate studying mathematics very much.
And this is Ravenclaw, pursuing the knowledge you want, and at the same time never discriminating against maverick classmates. In their view, liking to study black magic and liking to study "Does Magic Power Affect the Length of Wizard's Armpit Hair" are on the same level...
Knowledge comes first (cross out) The knowledge you like is supreme for yourself! (√)
Of course, maverick kitties always have the same traits - smart, curious and... not like math.
However, Door Knocker seldom asks math problems, and the eaglets also agree that Door Knocker doesn't bother to make math problems—except when he is in a bad mood and wants to embarrass the students.
When Sean squeezed past, the contemplative crowd didn't even notice him. When he walked to the wooden door, a tall and beautiful girl leaning against the wall saw him.
Percy's girlfriend and Ravenclaw prefect Penelope Clearwater.
"Hey, Penello." Sean greeted.
Penello waved listlessly. Obviously, in front of the freshmen, she felt that it was a bit embarrassing for the old students to be unable to answer the questions.
"Math problem?" Sean asked.
"It's not...a weird question...and the door knocker is also weird. I and other students have tried many times. Some answers I personally think can be passed, but the door knocker didn't respond...Oh my God, I'm so embarrassing. I was trapped for 20 minutes in the Ravenclaw lounge for the first time!"
She gave up her seat resentfully, and said dejectedly: "Sean, try it, you usually have so many tricks."
"Please allow me to correct you, that's called being resourceful. I was the one who answered the question about thestral legs and giant octospiders last time."
"That's a math problem, it doesn't count."
Sean shrugged, then stepped forward and pulled the knocker.
The bronze eagle opened its mouth first, but, as Penello said, the ethereal and emotionless voice is particularly weird today.
The speed of speech has become significantly faster. Listening carefully, I always feel that Yingshou is a little unhappy. He is no longer an emotionless questioning machine, but like a rebellious cub who is not happy but still has to complete the task.
Has Yingshou entered the rebellious period of youth... Xiao En muttered and thought about the question he just raised.
"How do you have it all? How do you lose it?"
Strange question...
Shawn dragged his cheeks and began to think. There is no accurate answer to this kind of question. Everyone has different moods, states, and ways of thinking~IndoMTL.com~The answers given by IndoMTL.com~ must be very different.
Whether it is the correct answer or not depends purely on whether Yingshou gives face or not.
The two girls who followed him were also thinking about it. After a while, Daisy replied softly: "Everything is the result of thoughts. If you think you have it, you have it. If you think you lose it, you lose it."
The door knocker did not move.
Hermione also tried to answer: "Owning and losing are both normal, owning or losing depends on your current state?"
Still nothing.
The eaglets who heard the sound and looked over lowered their heads in disappointment again.
"Is that boy the very powerful and handsome Sean Wallep that the seniors said?" Suddenly a first-year freshman asked his companion in a low voice.
Sean: "..."
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