Conquering the Heavens: Beginning at Hogwarts

Chapter 56 Transfiguration Guide (Revised)
Pan De, as the only fellow practitioner of the four colleges, not only has independent courses, but also has a unique way of calculating points.

The four colleges compete with each other for the Academy Cup. They start sprinting in the last month of each year to compete for the honor of the Academy Cup, that is, to earn points. The academy with the highest score wins the Academy Cup. It's that simple.

As for Pender, his calculation method is different.

Every time the points are added and subtracted, the four colleges are directly connected together.

When adding points, the main college of the day will add the most points, and the rest of the colleges will be the same.

End of term calculation.

A minimum score of 80 is required for each Faculty.

And now, only Gryffindor has the lowest score, only 40 points, which means that Pande earned some back this week, otherwise he would be a loser!
Because Hermione wasn't in Gryffindor, and these four little powerhouses could deduct points too much, so that no matter how good Pender was, he didn't earn as much as they deducted.

If they are still making trouble now, then Pender will suffer this semester.

The kind that is useless after passing the exam!

No one wants to be with that old urchin uncle who is not reliable at all in private!Absolutely not!
"Harry, listen to me."

Pender solemnly grabbed Harry's shoulders and said, "This is Hogwarts, the safest place in the world. If anything happens, do you feel that Principal Dumbledore, who is the great magister, and so many others Magisters, don’t you know?”

"This..." Harry was a little hesitant. After his blood subsided, he thought about it carefully.

"If you are really worried...you can go and have a look, but you must leave someone to inform the professor and be fully prepared."

Pender knew that he couldn't persuade Harry and the others. Gryffindors were like this. Even though they knew it was impossible, they would still go where they should go, driven by courage and recklessness.

"Take it, I don't want to hear any bad news tomorrow."

Pendor handed Harry a small package.

"It's time for me to go to class. I can't keep Professor McGonagall waiting. Also, I don't know about this, so I didn't stop you." Pender winked at Harry.

Harry understood in no time, this was the tacit understanding he had established when playing games with Pendor.

He silently put away the package and left with Ron and others.

Pan De watched them leave and shook his head helplessly.

To be honest, he is also curious about the Sorcerer's Stone, but this is not what he can do now, and McGonagall and Snape have vaguely hinted at him.

Although very tactful, they told Pan De intentionally or unintentionally, don't worry about those, and focus on studying.

Pan De has always been very obedient in this regard, and was not overly curious.

"I just don't know what the original plot is like. It looks like the boss is a professor?"

Pender didn't remember this, was he confused? In his impression, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find a way to sneak into Hogwarts where Dumbledore was there without being discovered.

You must know that once Dumbledore sits in the principal's office, the entire Hogwarts will be under his supervision.

Pendor went outside the castle.

Professor McGonagall was waiting for him.

When they came to the training ground, Mag was sitting on a rock, stroking a stag.

"Professor McGonagall."

Hearing Pendor's voice, the stag was startled, and turned into a stone with a bang.

"Pender." Mag stood up and asked with a smile, "How about my Transfiguration?"

Pan De looked at the stones on the ground, felt the residual magic power in the air, and waved his wand to reproduce the lines of the spell.

After copying it once, Pan De couldn't help admiring: "It's very delicate, like a divine skill."

Mag nodded, with a wider smile on his face, obviously very satisfied with Pender's performance.

"It's even better if you can understand."

Mag pointed his wand towards the stone on the ground, and the stone immediately turned into a stone pillar and rose up, and then turned into a stone slab at almost the same height as Mag.

Words formed by Mag with magic power emerged on the slate.

"Today we are talking about advanced transfiguration, that is, the random use of transfiguration."

"No more sticking to spells."

"Don't stick to a fixed form."

"Not limited by the size of the object."

"Plus a little bit more, alchemy and elemental power."

Every time McGonagall said something, she would wave her wand.

Two chairs and a teapot suspended in the air appeared one after another.

The teapot is suspended in the air, dragged by a ring of flames below, and is brewing tea.

"Then, Mr. Augustus." McGonagall looked at Pender very seriously.

Pender knew that McGonagall was about to start asking questions now, and she would only seriously call others by their last names during class.

"Do you know the theory of the four elements? This is a quick question and answer."

"I know. Air, water, earth, fire."

"Do you know the fifth element?"

"I know that the fifth element in the legend is spirit, and its physical representation is the magic stone, also known as the sage's stone, which can turn stones into gold and make people immortal."

"Well, very good. Knowing these is enough, read the book, and then see how I do it. The guidance and route of magic power need to be understood by yourself. I can only teach you the method."

Mag threw the book to Pender, then sat aside and drank tea leisurely.

It's the same as teaching in school.

Professors only teach how and tricks.

This is not because of clumsiness.

But because of the particularity of magic.

Wizards need wands to perform magic, because most wizards don't have such strong and subtle control that they can't control magic on their own.

The magic wand can play a good role in guiding and restricting, plus the spell helps the wizard guide the magic power to flow through the inherent route, and then cast magic.

So what is taught in the school is the inherent method of using magic power, and the guiding route of magic power is fixed.

As long as you follow the fixed incantations and gestures, you can successfully cast them without any great skills.

To Snape and the other magisters, they can use spells at will, use them however they want, and recite them however they want.

For them, it was the same as Pendor's level five skill.

The chanting of the spell is just because it can strengthen the effect of the spell, other than that, there is nothing special about it.

Professors usually prefer silent casting, and more powerful magic prefers multicasting.

McGonagall briefly tested Pandor, and found that Pandor had already understood the route of magic power, so she simply did not restrict Pandor and let him do what she liked. She only needed to correct some key and necessary mistakes. That's it.

The morning passed quickly.

Although Pandor didn't learn Mag's free-spirited transformation skills, he still thinks it's not far behind. All he needs is to practice more and fully use his spell skills~
This morning's practice was very useful, successfully upgrading Pandor's Transfiguration, and because of Mag's selfless teaching, Pandor also learned a little trick.

[Transfiguration LV.3]: A spell of its own, it is said that one can create the world after cultivating it to the god level!
[Additional additional effects]:
[McGonagall's Transformation Secret Art - Do whatever you want]: You can cast Transformation at will without being restricted by the fixed operation route of the spell.

"That's right, let's go eat. You must be hungry after a morning of practice." Mag winked at Pender and told him to eat first.

Mag didn't say that Pender hadn't noticed yet, but he really felt a little hungry after saying this.

"Then let's go first, Professor McGonagall."

"Well, by the way, don't go out at night. Go."

Pender paused, but left without asking any further questions.

Just after returning to Hagrid's cabin, he saw a small figure sitting on the steps in front of the door, looking down at a book.

"Hermione!"

Hermione heard Pendor's voice, clamped the book, got up to meet Pendor.

"Have you been waiting here?"

"There's no class today on Sunday, so I came out to pick up stories." Hermione rolled her eyes, but she refused to admit that she was waiting for Pender.

"Okay, then I'm going to eat now, are you going?" Pender grinned, pointed to the castle auditorium, and smiled at Hermione who was afraid to look at herself because she was lying.

"Ah, are you inviting me?" Hermione asked pretending to be surprised, and said before Pender spoke: "Since you sincerely invited me, then I will reluctantly agree~"

Pan De just smiled and didn't say much.

The two actually quarreled.

The reason was still last weekend, after Hermione went back to sleep, Pendor had been reading a book, and in the end he forgot to call her.

It caused Hermione to sleep until the next afternoon, perfectly missing the morning class.

Then Pendor seamlessly ran to go for a walk with Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest, and didn't go to find Hermione, which made Hermione angry.

Pendor was ignored for a whole week.

Pan De himself was a little confused about the situation.

He is indeed a veteran in the field of love, but this veteran is the kind in the bar, you love me.

These little Jiujiu who are in normal love, sorry, with Pan De's brain, it is impossible to know.

But now, of course, Pan De was the first to give in. He got up in the morning and handed a letter to Hermione, inviting Hermione to come to gather in the afternoon.

And Hermione came here a long time ago, so she was naturally subdued.

"Hurry up! Slow down and there will be no potato shreds!"

Hermione stopped and called, Potato shreds, that's Pendor's favorite.

"coming!"

Pender ran two steps, came to Hermione's side, and walked to the auditorium side by side with her.

To be precise, it was Pendor who was walking, and Hermione was bouncing around.

"I learned the essence of transfiguration today, do you want me to teach you?"

"Hmph, this weekend, Miss Ben doesn't want to study!"

"Then I wonder if Miss Hermione Granger is interested in going to the school's hill with Pender Augustus to collect pictures?"

"Is Mr. Pande Augustus sincere?"

"Of course, he also prepared Miss Hermione's favorite snacks, as well as her usual paints and drawing boards."

"Well~ that's fine, but the snacks should be less, I'm losing weight~"

"It's fine now."

"not good!"

The two talked and laughed, and walked into the auditorium for lunch together.

above the castle.

Dumbledore withdrew his gaze, and said with a smile: "How about Minerva, I'm right, this child can't become like that, he knows love and has love."

"Yeah, you're right, but where have you been recently?" Mag rolled his eyes, feeling very speechless for this teacher who has become an old naughty boy recently.

"Oh, an old friend is back. Our plans need to change, Philosopher's Stone. I'll give it back to Nicolas May, our travel plans are in jeopardy."

"Old friend? Is it him?" Mag asked worriedly.

"No, it's the other one."

Dumbledore looked to the northeast. In the direction of England, there was a country that had just been defeated - Germany.

(End of this chapter)