However, just after falling less than two meters, a staircase appeared out of thin air and caught Miranda.

Miranda looked up and said to Hoffa: "Jump!"

Hoffa cursed secretly, a school built by a madman!

After saying that, he jumped off the guardrail amidst the sound of curses from the oil painting. After falling two meters in the air, a moving staircase suddenly turned and caught Hoffa, as if he was afraid that he would fall to death.

Following Miranda, the two walked through the stairwell that changed in the air.

The two people jumped down from the height of the 7th floor.

As soon as she stepped on the ground, Miranda pushed open a wooden door with a moving wall.

In front of me, the corridor is constantly changing its position.

Those doors are like a lottery wheel spinning around.

Miranda was decisive and pushed open the doors one by one.

At the end of the corridor, there was a black iron door. Hoffa wanted to push the door open, but Miranda held him back.

"Wait a moment."

Hoffa stood still.

Ten seconds later, a wall breaks open, as if to say, hey, this is my place, man.

There is an oak door in this wall.

Miranda immediately pulled Hoffa and broke through the door.

After the two disappeared through the door, the wall was unhappily knocked open by another wall.

After entering the door, there is a classroom for the Transfiguration class.

The classroom is round, with circular tables. The classroom is full of children, and there is also a tall auburn-haired man casually leaning on the edge of the podium.

When the children heard the noise, they turned to look at the two people at the door in surprise.

Hoffa's heart sank. Was it still late?

Dumbledore looked at the two people who came in through the door with interest.

He glanced up at the clock and said with a smile: "You are three minutes late. According to the regulations, I should deduct three points from you. But today is a holiday for the stairs, so I will add three points to you. Now hurry up and find a seat to sit down.

.”

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief.

Stairs are on holiday, stairs are on holiday...

No wonder those guys were running around so excitedly.

The four houses had classes together, and the very popular Dumbledore was in class. All the good seats in the classroom near the podium were full.

Miranda sat in the corner. After sitting down, she waved to Hoffa and motioned for him to sit next to her.

Hoffa was a little reluctant because there was already a silver-haired girl sitting in the corner she chose.

But class had already started, and he couldn't find fault, so he had no choice but to sit down.

Aglaia glanced at Hoffa and Miranda, frowned and moved one centimeter to the right, showing her disgust towards the two.

The cheeks of the two Gryffindor boys on her right suddenly turned red, and they were too embarrassed to speak.

The conflicts between the little kids bored Hoffa, so he took out his notes and listened carefully to the lecture.

In Hoffa's mind, becoming an Animagus is also one of the goals he must conquer.

If he can't transform into the animal he likes when he comes to the world of HP, what's the difference between him and a salted fish? Of course, if he wants to become an Animagus. Dumbledore's Transfiguration class, he can't fall behind at all.

After everyone was seated, Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction. He cleared his throat and tapped the desk next to him with his wand.

Suddenly, the lectern let out a loud roar.

"roar!"

It suddenly transformed from a four-legged table into a four-legged lion.

The students in the front row were startled and shrank back one after another.

Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the leaping lion turned into a small black and white badger in the air.

It arched its nose and sniffed back and forth a few times. Suddenly, wings sprouted from the badger's ribs, and amidst the exclamations of everyone, it turned into an eagle with a very wide wingspan.

The eagle flew up, circled the classroom three times, and landed slowly.

As it fell, its legs merged and grew longer. When it landed completely, it turned into an elegant spotted python, hissing and spitting out messages.

The boa constrictor circled back to the lecture. Dumbledore clicked his wand, and the snake turned back into the lecture table.

All the students were stunned, including Hoffa. He had seen cool magic special effects in countless movies in his previous life, but he had never seen such real and precise changes.

After becoming the headmaster, Dumbledore rarely displayed his accomplishments in the art of transfiguration, so that others did not know that he was a true master of transfiguration.

Under the shocked eyes of the students, Dumbledore spoke slowly.

"Transfiguration is the most complex and demanding of all magics. How to change the structure of something without destroying its essence is an eternal debate among wizards from generation to generation."

Seeing that the students below were all listening attentively, Dumbledore waved his wand.

Suddenly, the curtains were drawn.

The light in the classroom dimmed, and several projection screens were suddenly hung around it.

Dumbledore: "As your first Transfiguration class, the first thing I want to teach you is not magic, but the most important quality of Transfiguration - caution."

As he spoke, black and white photos flashed on the curtain one after another.

Hoffa's eyes widened. On the projection screen were monsters with terrifying faces.

Dumbledore: "Some wizards have gone further than ordinary people when it comes to transfiguration. All the great transformations you can think of have been tried by various wizards. However, some wizards have succeeded, and

More wizards have failed in the process of searching for knowledge.

The reason for failure, without exception, is due to lack of caution."

The black and white photo stopped.

Hoffa saw in the photo a hand-drawn drawing of a huge Sphinx.

"In 2000 BC, the great shape-shifter of ancient Egypt, the Sphinx, reached the pinnacle of his pursuit of shape-shifting. Unfortunately, in the end he confused the difference between structure and essence. During a transformation process

, turned himself into a half-man, half-lion monster and lost his own mind."

The picture on the projection screen changes again.

A harpy with a pained expression appears.

Dumbledore: "In 1000 BC, the greatest witch in ancient Greece, the Siren. In the process of pursuing flight, she sacrificed her own reason and completely stripped away her humanity, thus turning into a bird with a human face.

A monster whose descendants still roam the Greek peninsula in agony to this day.”

The projection once again turned into a half-man, half-cow hand-drawn drawing.

Dumbledore: "In the year 1 AD, the famous wizard Minotaur tried to turn into a bull during a duel, but unfortunately he was blinded by anger, so he could only be an inhumane person for the rest of his life.

A cow creature that lives on its own vomit..."

Following the calm words of the man on the podium, everyone in the classroom turned pale.

Hoffa didn't expect that some monsters in myths and legends were actually real, and most of them were related to the art of transformation.

When he was reading novels in his previous life, he only saw the fun of Animagus, but he did not expect that there were so many dangerous stories behind the scenes.

After telling more than a dozen cases of transformation failure, the classroom was completely silent.

Suddenly, an arm was raised high.

Dumbledore nodded: "Tom, tell me."

Tom Riddle stood up slowly and asked in a respectful manner: "Sir, what does it mean to change the structure without changing the essence? In my opinion, when the structure changes, the essence will inevitably change."

"A very critical question, Tom." Dumbledore said calmly:

"Each transfigurationist has a different point of view on this issue, but in my opinion, the essence is your purpose and heart. Only with the inner goal as the beacon, and with fraternity and tolerance as the guide, can you be in the complex process of transformation.

, keep yourself. Of course, this change is limited to the biological changes of the Animagus."

Tom said politely: "Thank you sir."

He sat down, and Hoffa couldn't see his expression clearly. When he was reading in his previous life, he didn't know if Voldemort was an Animagus, but now it seems that Voldemort's strongest point should be dark magic, not transformation.

technique.

After explaining Tom Riddle's problem, Dumbledore asked each student to come up to the stage and take a small piece of wood, and asked the students to use the wand to change the wood into other shapes.

After taking down the wood, Hoffa saw the students taking out their wands and starting to knock on the wood.

Suddenly, the classroom shone with colorful lights of joy, and some students took their wands and muttered spells on the wood.

Some wood immediately burst into flames, some wood turned into a puddle of mud under the light of the wand, and some wood even grew two legs and ran away.

Dumbledore reminded the students loudly: "Be rational, don't be confused, and have your own goals in mind!"
To be continued...