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  A successful magical experiment!

  A perfect firmation of a hypothesis!

  At this moment, Ian had already firmed his thoughts.

  The essence of Transfiguration was indeed distinct from other branches of magic.

  Professonagall had been right.

  Transfiguration stood apart from many forms of magic.

  If the intations for spells like Avada Kedavra (Killing Curse), the Fire-Making Charm (Indio), or Fiendfyre could be sidered paths uncovered by one brilliant wizard after ahen the intations of Transfiguration poio a domain explored by both a and modern wizards— a domain that had granted Ian a much broader perspective.

  “The fog before my eyes has lifted pletely, and there are no longer any barriers in my way. Now, all that’s left is to keep w hard, aually, I’ll reach the pce I’ve seen in my mind.”

  Ian’s personal magical profi Transfiguration had gained six points. His talent iain areas of magic was not g.

  Such talent could indeed be sidered extraordinary. It turned out that it wasn’t that Ian’s skills in Transfiguratiooo weak, but that he hadn’t yet found the right dire.

  To uhe mysteries of Transfiguration, oruly he vision of a wizard— a realization that wizards don’t just distort matter, but bestow rules upon it.

  Other students might never fully grasp this in their lives, but then, they hadn’t sidered as many factors as Ian did. By following the professor’s teags, they could plete transformations without fully uanding the why behind them.

  Of course, such Transfiguration was like rote learning— knowing how but not why. That’s why most wizards’ Transfiguratio shallow.

  "Transf objects into living beings best demonstrates the depth of oransfiguration skills..." Ian recalled Professonagall’s Transfiguration Club, where the entry requirement was to transform a living creature into something vivid and real.

  He felt inspired.

  Raising his wand, he was ready to give it a try.

  The owls in the Owlery were notably clever. When they saulling out his wand again, they quickly scattered, fpping away as if they’d seen a predator.

  Well, they are owls, after all.

  “Vera Verto!”

  The strands of straw twisted uhe power of the spell, their colors shifting as they quickly took shape. Within moments, a lifelike mouse appeared before Ian.

  It was very realistic.

  However, Ia something was missing— it wasn’t quite the same as the leopard Professonagall had transformed from her desk; it didn’t have the same liveliness as a real creature.

  In other words, life hadn’t truly been grao the creation. The little mouse Ian had jured moved, but it cked the energy and natural motion of a real living thing. Even the owls in the shed seemed to find it strange.

  “What kind of silly mouse is that?”

  A group of owls perched in the distailted their heads, puzzled.

  “Iransf living creatures is far more difficult.”

  Ian wasn’t disced. After all, this was only Level 3 Transfiguration. O reached Level 5, the skill would surely undergo a transformation, gainiraordinary traits.

  “It’s getting te; if I do now, I’ll be starving by afternoon,” Ian muttered, gng at the rge clock outside the tower window, before retrag the magic he had released.

  And so, the silly mouse reverted back to its straw form, and the spiky, awkward creature— resembling something out of a Diablo game— had its spikes return to mere straw.

  “You lot should eat it while it’s still warm,” Ian said to the owls before jogging out of the shed.

  Just as he reached the spiral staircase, Ian spotted a wizard with a cold demeanor approag.

  Ronni Ehrlich.

  This year’s fleeting Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

  “Professor Ehrlich.” Iaed the aloof instructor politely.

  Regardless of whether Hogwarts would remember this teacher year, at least this year Ian had seen firsthand the effects of Voldemort’s curse.

  Entering the fray personally— how could that not be sidered another form of thh teag in Defense Against the Dark Arts?

  “Hm.” Professor Ronni Ehrlich gave a slight nod, barely aowledging Ian, as he passed by. He was clearly not one for much versation. Ian briefly wondered if this professht be on the spectrum.

  With thoughts of lunch occupying him, Ian tinued jogging toward the staircase. He didn’t notice that just after passing by, Ronni Ehrlich stopped and turned, watg him for a long while.

  Only after Ian’s figure disappeared around the er did Professor Ronni Ehrlich turn bad head towards the Owlery. He reached into his robes and pulled out a letter.

  "Singers' Stationery Shop, Austria."

  Ronni Ehrlich hahe letter to one of the owls. The envelope bore an unusual seal, adorned with intricate ruhat seemed to form some kind of magical restraint.

  After instrug the owl on its destination, Ronni Ehrlich took out a handful of high-quality owl treats. The owl, after snag, took the letter in its beak and flew out the window.

  Watg the owl soar beyond the boundaries of Hogwarts, being a mere spe the sky, Ronni Ehrlich finally withdrew his gaze and prepared to leave.

  "Hmm?"

  As he turned away from the window, he suddenly noticed the dead mouse in the er— the owls haden it. The mouse, filled with straw, y still and undisturbed.

  “Hmm...”

  Ronni Ehrlich crouched down, not minding the filth, and picked up the dead mouse to exami closely. The straunctured through the mouse’s body from within.

  Could straw be so sharp?

  "Transfiguration, eh..."

  The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor muttered quietly. His extensive knowledge allowed him to instantly deduce the events that had transpired not long agnizing the cause of the mouse’s unusual death.

  "Iing."

  Ronni Ehrlich squatted by the window of the shed, peering out into the long corridor where Ian had passed just moments earlier.

  His eyes were filled with surprise, curiosity, and a certain... enlighteement.

  ...

  Ian was among the st of the students to make his way to lunch.

  After eating his fill, he didn’t return to his dormitory for a nap like most students from other Houses, nor did he head to the on room to revise for the afternoon csses like his Ravencw peers.

  The Hogwarts library had always been a pce of fasation for Ian. It housed the richest colle of books in the wizarding world, taining the gathered knowledge and experiences of tless talented witches and wizards throughout history.

  Even though Dumbledore had moved many of the Restricted Se's books into his office, the remaining colle was more than enough to keep most wizards occupied for a lifetime.

  Thousands of shelves lihe vast library.

  Books on subjects like magical history, magical theory, magical creatures, potion-making, spellcasting, and special areas such as the Restricted Se and the Invisible Book Area.

  Narrow aisles crammed with t shelves of books could be overwhelming to the unprepared. Ian often had to use dders just to reach the books he needed.

  “From Cat to Eagle: A Practical Guide to Transfiguration.”“Taboos and Risks in Transfiguration.”“Transfiguration and Telepathy.”...

  A rge stack of Transfiguratioed books iled high oable before Ian, blog his view of the chair as he tried to sit. This wasn’t actually what Ian had inteo study wheered the library, but Professonagall’s fasating lessons had piqued his i in Transfiguration.

  Once you begin to explore the various spells and effects within the field of Transfiguration, you begin to noti intriguing pattern: all knowledge reted to Transfiguration is essentially about transformation teiques.

  They are slightly different from the “ws” established by other branches of magic; the intations of Transfiguration are more focused on making the spellcasting process easier.

  Using the least amount of magical influeo achieve a greater effect— just as seen in the intation Vera Verto— spells in Transfiguratiooward teique, allowing the transformation of a variety of objects.

  Transfiguration points toward a path that isn’t limited by the results determined by previous wizards.

  In fact, the core principle behind Transfiguration is to follow one’s desires, to transform the world in a way that aligns with one’s own wishes— leading to the grand vistas Ian saw while standing oh that had been explored by those before him— the Great Wish-Granting Teique!

  The authority of the Creator!

  (End of chapter)