Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 408: To lose money

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"Awed Transfiguration."

When this sentence fell, all the freshmen were silent, not daring to speak loudly, but Sean unexpectedly got the same atmosphere of Transfiguration class as Professor McGonagall.

Of course, this is the effect Sean wants to achieve.

He scanned everyone calmly and solemnly.

"Repeat what I said." Sean said softly.

"Awe Transfiguration." The students reacted immediately, their voices were uneven, and the volumes were different, but Sean really saw that everyone opened their mouths to say.

"Very good——" Sean suddenly smiled again. He didn't ask the students to repeat it loudly and neatly. He felt that the meaning of today's class had been reached.

Under the podium, the freshmen secretly looked at each other.

Professor Wallop has turned into that kind and patient teacher again, coupled with his handsome face, it really gives people a feeling of spring breeze.

It's just that the image of the monster that failed to transform and the extremely severe warning words just now left a deep impression on people.

Many students even felt absurd—Professor Wallop in front of him changed his face a little too quickly?

Sean clapped his hands in satisfaction and smiled even more.

"It seems that everyone has remembered this lesson, very good-by the way, I have a question for you."

When the doubtful eyes of the students came, Sean waved his wand, and the distorted monster image of half man, half dragon appeared in midair again.

Many people retreated subconsciously.

Shawn pointed to the image of the monster: "This is a failed transformation that I simulated with a spell. Can someone tell me, what are the specific manifestations of the failure of transformation? Don't rush to answer the appearance, try to think from the perspective of transformation."

Hearing this, several students who were going to raise their hands put down their arms, and then carefully observed the image of the monster enduring discomfort.

For a moment, a black and thin boy raised his hand.

"Yes, please, Mr. Axton."

Sean was a little surprised and called Axton by name to get up and answer. He found that this French child born in a Muggle family had quite a broad mind.

Besides, during his Illusion Charm before, this child held back his fear and tried to wake himself up, which is enough to prove that he is very courageous and a child with good morals.

It is worth cultivating well... Xiao En thought silently in his heart.

"Sir, I've thought about it for a long time, and then I feel that this may have something to do with the recognition of the transfiguration technique you mentioned... The monster that appears after the failure of transformation is a creature that does not have a specific image and exists in the world? It may just have the characteristics of some other creatures... Well, I mean, it cannot be classified into a general category..."

Axton stammered to explain his point of view with his meager magical knowledge.

The more he listened, the brighter Sean's eyes became.

This child has a very keen sense of smell in transfiguration...

"Very good, Mr. Axton, for the correct answer, five points for Ravenclaw." Sean was not stingy with his praise at all.

Axton, who got a lot of extra points in the first transformation class, turned a little red.

Shawn motioned him to sit down, and then explained: "Mr. Axton is right. A common characteristic of transformation failures is that the monster's image must not have existed in the previous world. It may combine the characteristics of some creatures, but it certainly did not exist before. And this involves a key point of the transformation technique—the image construction in the brain."

"Transfiguration is a magic that needs to be used with one mind. You have to construct a specific image in your mind, and then coincide with the object to be transformed. When it is perfect, input your magic power until the real object is completely deformed. This is a correct and successful transformation."

Sean turned around and wrote a line of big characters on the blackboard.

(Used by the caster) A specific substance produces a known reality in an unknown form through a specific medium.

"I call this sentence the macroscopic nature of magic—" Sean tapped on the blackboard, "How do you understand it?"

"The specific substance is the substance that induces magic. We can't understand this kind of thing all the time. If we are not strict, we can use [magic power] to refer to it."

"And what about a specific medium? This is something used to undertake the magic process, what is the most intuitive?"

Someone raised a hand and answered, "Spells and wands?"

"Correct, what else?" Sean asked persuasively.

The students began to think hard, and after a while, Axton raised his hand again.

"Sir, your parentheses are (for the caster), does that mean that under certain circumstances, the caster is also a specific medium?"

"Smart, Mr. Axton." Sean praised him.

For a long time, Sean has not noticed that he has some characteristics of "good teacher". This feeling of preaching, receiving karma and solving doubts makes Sean very useful and enjoyable.

Even, he was so engrossed in speaking that he didn't even notice that get out of class was over at this time, and there were already many people gathered outside the classroom of the first grade.

And the freshmen didn't notice this either.

"Why can Sean always make some big news, but we can't?"

"Maybe we can't make a dragon roar?"

Fred and George used the Levitation Charm to float themselves up, observed the situation inside through the highest window, and made comments from time to time.

"Mr. Weasley, spells are not allowed in the corridor between classes." Professor McGonagall's serious voice sounded, and the Weasley twins immediately rolled down.

Small Professor Flitwick was also standing aside. He was floating quietly at this moment, looking into the classroom with his chin up, and nodded in admiration from time to time.

"It's not fair!" The twins mouthed secretly, but still stood on tiptoe obediently.

In the classroom, Sean's teaching is still going on.

"Just now, we talked about specific substances and specific media, now, let's talk about the unknown and the known—" He waved his wand cheerfully.

"The unknown is because we know little about the principles of magic, or even know nothing at all. We can only infer and continue to explore. On the other hand, if there is no unknown, then it is called science instead of magic. Moreover, this unknown is the mysterious side we talked about before, which is why I think magic is fascinating."

"Do you know?" Xiao En let himself float, and he pointed to his floating body, "It can be seen that we can clearly recognize the results of magic, such as using the levitation spell to levitate an object—even if we don't know why your Professor Wallop is now able to escape gravity and float in front of you, I don't even know! However, the fact of [floating] is knowable and objective."

Shawn let himself walk around the classroom, his voice getting happier.

"Thinking about it carefully, is this going back to the point we talked about at the beginning-transfiguration can best embody the miracle of magic, because its process and results are so in line with the macroscopic nature of this magic."

"And why, the image caused by the failure of deformation has never appeared?"

Some students who were fascinated replied directly without raising their hands: "Because this is not a known phenomenon!"

"That's right! Then why should we be clear, rigorous and accurate when constructing the image of the head?"

"Because it must conform to known phenomena!" The students all rushed to answer.

Outside the classroom, more and more students gathered around. It is unknown who cast a spell, and Sean's voice in the classroom could be clearly heard in the corridor.

There are Ravenclaw students who are already nodding: "It's so clear and intuitive..."

"Why didn't we think of this before?"

"Sean figured this out by himself?"

"No wonder Professor McGonagall invited him to be a teaching assistant..."

Professor McGonagall, who had been listening silently, retracted his wand, raised his head slightly, and couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Even the honest Fred and George behind her nodded to each other: "It does sound very profound and makes sense..."

At the front of the corridor, Professor Flitwick, who was floating on the top, has not spoken or expressed his opinion. No one can even see his expression. They can only notice that the dwarf professor is frequently knocking on the wall, looking like he is thinking seriously.

Sean's lecture echoed in the corridor, and more and more students joined the listening team, and those top students who had better grades in the past showed thoughtful expressions.

As for the poor students with poor grades and too lazy to attend classes, in order not to be ashamed, they also pretended to nod "that's how it is" beside them.

At this moment, Filch's characteristic running sound came from the end of the corridor.

He ran over with a limp, then glared at the students surrounding the classroom, his broken gong-like voice made a shrill and excited sound.

"get out of class time is over! Students are not in class!"

"get out of class time is over! Students are not in class!"

He even saw two professors, and then ran over excitedly, pointed at the students and shouted: "Professor! It's time for class! They!"

"Shut up!" A shrill voice answered Filch.

Professor Flitwick lost his former elegance and easy-going manner. He gave Filch angrily a middle finger, then glared at Filch angrily, and then turned his head away immediately.

Filch opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

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"Hey, Sean." A well-figured sixth-grade senior greeted enthusiastically when passing by. The female companions around her held each other's hands and laughed together, casting bold glances from time to time.

"Oh—hello." Sean nodded politely.

After a few bold blows of kisses and winks, several senior seniors made a fuss and left.

"Hey~~~~Xiao——en——" On the side, Xiao Baihua blinked her beautiful big eyes vigorously, and imitated the words of the seniors just now with an exaggerated and charming voice, "Which one is this? Let me think about it, oh—the twenty-sixth girl has come to strike up a conversation with our Professor Wallop~~~ Really enviable popularity~~~"

Sean gave her an annoyed look, and knocked on the top of her head: "Be normal for me, you really count for me, right?"

"I can't help it, this is a show that made Professor Flitwick obsessed with listening to the class and scolded Filch angrily, the famous one—Professor Wallep~" Hermione imitated Daisy's tone of voice while cutting the steak on the plate vigorously.

Sean sighed helplessly: "Are you coming too?"

"Isn't what I said the truth?" Hermione blinked at him, and then pouted at Daisy again, "And Daisy counted so—seriously, shouldn't she give some feedback?"

Little Baihua's face blushed slightly.

Sean spread his hands: "It was just an accident, I didn't even want to procrastinate."

"But now, the students in the first and second grades have opened their mouths about Professor Wallop and closed their mouths about Professor Wallop. You really should go and see how much you are admired by the students—and how much you are liked by those girls."

"They just like Sean's stern yet gentle style, oh, Sean is rich." Daisy nodded frantically.

"Why did I start to regret it..." Xiao En shook his head helplessly.

Originally, Sean's prestige at Hogwarts has grown crazily since he started his second-year teaching tasks. If we say that before, it was the recognition of an outstanding peer, but after the first Transfiguration class of that year and the performance of Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall, everyone's mentality has slowly changed to deep admiration.

This also caused Sean's love luck to surge. Even if he was always with Hermione Daisy, bold girls would come up to him with winks and hints.

Sean did not expect that his self-indulgent lecture would have such a great effect. His original intention was to impress the freshmen new to Transfiguration.

It's all right now, the impression is left in the whole Hogwarts...

Even, since this period of time, many studious senior students have come to him for advice on Transfiguration.

However, the teaching in this spare time made Xiao En firm in his notion that he was doing the right thing—these fifth and sixth graders, do they have a poor foundation in transfiguration...

Professor McGonagall, of course, can't teach everyone a small lesson, but Xiao En believes that the professor of metamorphosis has already given a very good class.

This can only prove that there are many people who did not review the exercises well after class...

Fortunately, under my own teaching, the freshmen in the first and second grades are extremely serious in the Transfiguration class, not only rigorous but also cautious - even a little too careful.

The first-year students now have to rehearse the transformation steps in their minds for turning a match into a silver needle-more than ten times ~IndoMTL.com~ Of course, the effect is also very good. Although no one has shown the talent comparable to Sean, the performance of the freshmen is much better than the average level of their class.

No loss... Sean shrugged his shoulders optimistically amidst Hermione and Daisy's ambiguity.

While arguing with the two, suddenly a petite silver-haired girl appeared in front of her eyes.

It's Stephanie.

Sean smiled and said hello: "Good day, Stephanie."

Hermione and Daisy looked at each other.

"Good day, Sean," Stephanie nodded gracefully, and then said with a blank expression, "Today is the counting at the end of the month, Professor McGonagall asked me to tell you—"

"What?" Sean asked curiously, and Daisy and Hermione also pricked up their ears.

The silver-haired girl pushed her glasses.

"The table that flew out will lose money."