The Transformers at Hogwarts

Chapter 227

In the afternoon, the dark clouds in the sky began to increase, and the sky was filled with darkness.

Professor McGonagall arrived towards the end of the afternoon, surprisingly, along with Professor Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick.

"I must come to witness this moment. It is a rare opportunity to witness a wizard become an Animagus." Professor Flitwick said in a sharp voice.

Professor Dumbledore hugged Mr. Scamander for the first time, and it seemed that they were very familiar.

But they didn't reminisce too much, because the wind had already started to blow outside the window.

Everyone focused on Allen.

"Don't be nervous, child, believe in yourself, you are the most suitable person to be an Animagus." Professor McGonagall said to Allen in a soft tone, she seemed to be more nervous than Allen.

When things came to an end, Allen was not nervous at all, and he smiled calmly at everyone.

He looked at the time and found that it was time to chant the spell for the second time every day, so he calmed down and pointed the tip of his wand at his heart, and said the spell three times.

After all this was done, the storm outside finally started, with strong winds and heavy rain.

Allen stood up and walked out of the house without saying a word. Everyone hurriedly followed. Frank the Thunderbird hovered above them, and the surrounding storm unexpectedly bypassed them.

They soon came to the big tree by the sea, and the sea was like boiling water. Under the strong wind, high waves were set off, and they slapped violently on the cliff.

"You can start!"

The moment the first bolt of lightning pierced the sky, Professor McGonagall said.

Allen staggered and ran out of the control of Frank the Thunderbird. The heavy rain suddenly chilled him, but he didn't seem to realize it. He came under the big tree in the blink of an eye.

The violent wind and rainstorm became stronger and stronger, and some rainwater broke through Thunderbird's control and sprinkled on Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall held the wand tightly in both hands, her hair was wet by the rain blown by the wind, and her pale cheeks flowed down, and her knuckles turned white from clenching.

"He'll be fine," she murmured.

Professor Dumbledore looked towards Allen in the storm. The rainstorm and darkness did not block his sight. Against the gray and white background, the small figure was kneeling and sitting under the big tree.
A flash of lightning flashed across, illuminating the faces of all the people present in the darkness, and everyone's expressions were solemn.

The rain in February was still very cold, but Allen was not affected by the cold at all. He felt as if there was an extra heart in his chest, pumping blood constantly to warm his whole body.

The pouring rainwater kept hitting him, and the waves next to him kept crashing against the cliff and making loud noises, but none of these affected him at all.

He found the mark left earlier, and this is where he buried the crystal bottle.

He grabbed his wand and tried to use magic to dig the ground, but a sudden impulse in him made him give up the idea.

He wanted to dig out the crystal bottle without any tools.

He put back his wand and dug in the ground with his bare hands. The rain-soaked ground was easy to dig, and he quickly found the crystal vial. The mixture of various materials in the bottle had now turned blood red. Potions.

"Professor, I did it, potion—" he turned his head and said with some excitement.

Professor Dumbledore waved his wand with a smile on his face, and a transparent hood appeared over Allen, covering the wind and rain.

"Alan, you are only one step away from success." Professor Flitwick also shouted excitedly. "come on!"

Allen took a deep breath, pointed the tip of his wand at the position of his heart, and recited the spell with a trill: "Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus."

Then he drank the potion in the bottle in one gulp, closed his eyes and waited.

Several pairs of eyes were fixed on her movements.

Allen felt intense pain and two intense heartbeats. He knew this was a normal process, and then a creature about to transform appeared in his mind-it was a panda.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and it seemed he had succeeded, his Animagus form was that of a panda.

Just as he was about to announce the good news, a second creature suddenly appeared in his mind—that was an eagle.

Now Allen is not calm, this phenomenon is not expected, he was at a loss for a while.

But the matter is far from over, creatures continue to emerge like a revolving lantern in his mind: turtles, hedgehogs, giraffes
The order is the same as the images that appear in his mind every day when he chanted the mantra.

Allen counted carefully, and there were 36 kinds of animals in total.

Why are there so many creatures in his mind?

Shouldn't it be a creature that appears according to the normal process?

Why were the creatures in the same order and kind as the ones that had been in his head during the 36 days he had been waiting for the storm?

He began to realize something in his heart.

Allen was stunned there, but the people around him were terrified. They watched Allen drink the potion and then stood there motionless. They all thought that something was wrong with Allen. But none of them dared to disturb Allen.

And Allen finally came back to his senses after some thinking, he opened his eyes, and his expression became a little hesitant.

"What is your Armanigues form?" Professor McGonagall asked quickly.

Allen glanced at the people around him, and said with some hesitation: "Professor, professor. It's a panda—my Animagus form is a panda." He still decided to hide something.

"Very good! This is in line with our expectations." Dumbledore said calmly, with a certain convincing power in his tone.

Professor Flitwick and the Scamanders also cheered quietly.

"You should feel severe pain and two intense heartbeats now. You must blend into the other without hesitation. There is nothing to worry about. You have experienced more than a dozen transformations, and each time you are on the verge of losing control. Compared to that, the wild impact brought by Animagus is not worth mentioning." Professor McGonagall said seriously.

"Here we are!" Professor Flitwick said sharply.

Allen nodded firmly, he switched the influence in his mind to the panda, and then controlled himself to merge into the second heartbeat, and at this moment the transformation began.

Everyone present has seen the transformation of Animagus, but every transformation of Animagus can bring novel feelings to people.

Every part of Allen's body was undergoing complex deformations. His body began to become chubby as if inflated, and the outline of his head gradually transformed into the direction of a bear. The clothes on his body continued to shrink, blending into the skin, and It gradually became black and white, and his hands and feet became thick claws.
A chubby panda appeared in front of everyone
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