"Let's skip the roll call... Frankly speaking, I don't think anyone can refuse the charm of transfiguration, especially you." Sean said with a smile, "First of all, let me introduce myself, although you should all know me."

"Sean Wallop, a fourth-year Ravenclaw student, is currently a teaching assistant for the Transfiguration course, certified by Professor McGonagall - by the way, I mainly teach first-year and second-year Transfiguration courses, as well as some

Third grade course.”

"I also want to teach senior courses, but unfortunately Professor McGonagall won't let me -" Sean shrugged.

The freshmen below all laughed in unison, and at the same time, they immediately united with the image they had shown to Sean in their hearts.

Polite, gentle, humorous, and very strong, he is trusted by professors - he seems to be very talkative.

Sean looked at everyone's expressions and laughed secretly.

Apparently, the second-grade children had never described "Professor Wallop's" class methods to them.

It's okay, this will make their first class more impressive.

Sean closed the book, took out his wand, held it in his hand, and started walking around the lecture theater.

"Yes, yes, close your "Elementary Transfiguration", the first class, I think it is not good to just take a lot of notes for you, we can change it to something more vivid and more——" Shawnton

After a pause, he laughed and said, "Interesting way to teach."

When the freshmen heard this, they all closed their books and showed expectant expressions.

Of course, there were also a few "little Hermione" and "little Percy" who were slightly puzzled, and closed the book with a little regret.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think is Transfiguration?"

Sean walked to the back of the classroom and leaned against the wall casually.

Immediately someone raised their hands.

"Please, this is Miss Fiora."

The little girl looked a bit like Hermione. She stood up and immediately recited in a crisp voice: "This course teaches students to learn and understand how to change the shape and appearance of certain objects. This type of magic is usually called transfiguration. Transfiguration.

There are limits to the art of Transfiguration, as illustrated by Gamp's Basic Law of Transfiguration. Transfiguration has many branches, including cross-species transfiguration and human body transfiguration. Learning Transfiguration requires a lot of "hard work" because it is more rigorous and more demanding than other disciplines.

Science. Only when you are completely correct in transfiguration can you be considered successful."

The little girl talked a lot eloquently, and it was obvious that she came from a wizarding family and was a good student with a background in magic.

However, this is not the answer Sean wants.

He smiled and motioned for the other party to sit down: "Correct answer, Miss Fiora, two points for Gryffindor."

"The explanation is very specific and objective. This is almost the simplest statement that can be summed up by predecessors to summarize Transfiguration - but this is what I want to tell you."

Sean suddenly waved his magic wand: "Nebulus"

Layers of fog suddenly appeared in the classroom, and the fog slowly fell from the ceiling, turning the entire Transfiguration classroom into a foggy room where people could not see anyone.

The freshmen looked around in surprise. They could only see the classmates closest to them, and Professor Wallop could not even be seen.

Sean's voice came from the fog. The students turned their heads and saw only fog.

"Transfiguration, in my opinion, is the most essential one that best represents [magic], a word that cannot be described in detail."

"Transfiguration is the most intuitive way to embody the mysterious side of [magic]."

"Like the mist surrounding you..."

Sean's voice slowly dropped, as if he was trapped in a fog.

The freshmen involuntarily moved closer to their companions.

Sean's voice came from various places in the fog again.

"Imagine, gentlemen and ladies, imagine that the mist surrounding you is the magic of this world..."

Hearing this, the students involuntarily stretched out their hands and waved, trying to touch the mist, but they could only get rid of the slightest gap.

"Look, under normal circumstances, magic power is intangible."

Sean's laughter came, and then everyone was surprised to find that they seemed to be being eroded by the mist, and at the same time there were flickering light spots in the mist.

The whole classroom suddenly became dreamlike, and everyone inside seemed to be slowly sinking into it.

"You know magic, you know magic, you know you are a wizard, but you can't explain what the essence of magic is, why magic can be activated by spells and wands, why wizards can store and cast magic, and why they can convert magic

For the magical power that acts on all kinds of things.”

"Who can explain clearly the nature of magic?"

As soon as Sean finished the call, all the students fell into deep thought. Some of the children from Muggle families had received a very good scientific education before entering school. They found that it was indeed difficult to explain this phenomenon whether it was scientific or magical.

everything.

Someone hesitantly asked the mist: "Professor Wallop, isn't it that we enroll in Hogwarts to learn magic better? Why do I feel that in your mouth..."

Sean smiled and said: "In my opinion, magic doesn't seem to be something that can be learned through study?"

The man nodded, and the light spots in the mist under his neck flickered with the airflow.

"Of course," Sean smiled even brighter, "What we are here to learn is magic. What we are learning is how to control magic more efficiently and safely. This is our learning goal."

"Then shouldn't we explore the nature of magic?" someone else asked.

"Of course, exploring the essence of magic should be what every wizard who maintains enthusiasm and curiosity should do."

When this sentence was finished, everyone saw that the mist began to shake violently, and they even felt that the mist surrounding them was trying to absorb some kind of power from their bodies!

More light spots floated out from each person's body, and then gathered into the mist.

A rotating cloud appeared in the thick fog. It was like a huge vacuum cleaner, attracting all the fog and absorbing all the light spots.

It finally became clear in the classroom, and the students looked at the cloud formed by the mist in the center of the classroom in wonder.

No, it seems that it shouldn’t be called a cloud.

The mist has turned pitch black, and those light spots coming from nowhere have gathered in the center, looking like a condensed galaxy.

Sean, on the other hand, was still standing at the very beginning, not moving.

He smiled slightly and flicked his wand.

The nebula floated rapidly, and then passed through everyone's body without any hindrance.

Everyone was shocked. They felt their bodies were getting cold and hot, as if something had been taken away, and something seemed to be left behind.

Nebula came to Sean's hand, he poked it gently and said to everyone with a smile.

"I say and do these just to tell you one thing."

The students' ears pricked up.

"Don't be obsessed with appearances and don't just see appearances. The essence of magic needs to be explored by generations of people, although no one can ever explain magic clearly."

"I hope everyone can remember one thing."

"The essence of magic is-" Sean threw the nebula into the middle of the classroom.

"Miracle."

The nebula dispersed, and the classroom turned into a bright starry sky, like a dream.

The students were also surprised to find that among the countless light points and stars, there was one that was firmly connected to them with an almost invisible silver thread.

"This is...magic..." Someone murmured in a low voice. When he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable enthusiasm and expectation.

"Yes, remember, magic represents - miracle."

Sean waved his magic wand again, and the starry sky was instantly gathered together, turning into a star cluster again.

"Professor, what is that, why, why is there a wire connected to me?"

"Let's maintain some sense of mystery -" Sean blinked, letting the nebula float in mid-air.

"Don't forget, this is a class on transfiguration."

Everyone was stunned. They almost forgot that this was a Transfiguration class - but I have to say that what Professor Wallop just showed has aroused everyone's curiosity and excitement.

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"Magic represents miracles," Sean stopped next to a little wizard wearing a wizard's hat. "And why does transfiguration best represent magic?"

He tapped the wand lightly, and the little wizard's hat floated steadily.

"Look, this is a magic spell. The introductory levitation spell has an obvious effect. It makes things float -" Sean waved his wand again as he spoke, and the hat suddenly turned into fragments. "This is also a magic spell.

, turning the hat into pieces.”

He continued to wave his wand, and the wizard's hat continued to burn, stiffen, and freeze.

Finally, Sean patted the stunned little wizard on the shoulder.

“Reparo”

The intact wizard's hat was safely returned to the little wizard's head.

“Can anyone feel the difference?”

A dark and skinny little boy raised his hand hesitantly.
To be continued...