A Roughly Formed Animagus Thesis
As the Christmas holidays approach, Hogwarts is becoming increasingly lively.
The topics of discussion among the students have shifted, with everyone envisioning what to do and where to travel during the Christmas holidays.
With the discussions at the Duelling Club decreasing, Wizet felt much more relaxed and gradually returned to his most familiar rhythm of study and life.
Wizet has devoted most of her energy to Animagus during this period;
The steps he now has to take out his wand every morning and evening, place the tip of the wand against his heart, and recite a long string of spells.
During the chanting, he could clearly feel a second heartbeat, which, along with a strange and intense curiosity, would also bring forth unusual images in his mind.
It was a flame burning like a surging wave, a flame that he was extremely familiar with. It was the same flame that he had sensed through the Fawkes Phoenix Mark when Phoenix was reborn.
This Nirvana scene is constantly changing; as he chants the mantra each day, the flames are becoming solidified and transforming into the shape of an egg.
This is why Wizet plans to wait until after Christmas to travel to the Forbidden Forest to find the mysterious altar and try to summon thunderstorms using Weather Charm.
If his conjecture is correct, perhaps the Animagus form he transforms into will be an extremely rare and Magical creature — Phoenix!
With such expectations in mind, the work on the Animagus paper officially began to move forward.
After discussing with Professor McGonagall, Wizet formally established the topic of the paper, defining it as "Improving the success rate and security of Animagus".
Because there are few successful cases of Animagus, and the overall process is extremely long, in addition to the two examples of Professor Wizet and Professor McGonagall, a large amount of literature needs to be collected to provide supporting evidence.
Aside from attending classes, Wizet spent almost all her time in the library. Finally, before the Christmas holidays, she completed the formal outline and expanded the main text based on the outline, completing the first draft.
After class, Wizet left the classroom with Professor McGonagall.
"This is..." Professor McGonagall took the notebook from Wizet, her expression suddenly changing. "The first draft of Animagus's paper?"
"Yes, Professor McGonagall." Wizet, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Because I've been a bit too busy lately."
"Learning the Weather Charm ...and some unexpected situations caused this first draft to be put on hold for the last few days, and I have only just finished writing it."
Professor McGonagall opened her notebook and began to read through it page by page, her tone somewhat surprised, "This level of completion..."
"Yes, Professor McGonagall ..." Wizet's tone became even more embarrassed, "Because of some special reasons, I am still postponing the final step."
"The current completion rate is not high; it's only the first few steps. I've left out the part about taking medicine during thunderstorms, which should still affect the reading experience."
"Hmm..." Professor McGonagall murmured, looking at Wizet and sighing.
Just as Wizet was about to say something, Professor McGonagall reached out and patted Wizet on the shoulder, quickly reassuring her, "Wizet, you've done very well!"
"Of course that's not what I meant... The overall quality is actually quite high; it's just a matter of wording and phrasing that needs some revision. I'll take care of that part!"
"Professor McGonagall, thank you so much!" Wizet nodded repeatedly, finally letting out a sigh of relief. "Actually, you've already provided me with a lot of help..."
"If I were to search for those documents related to Animagus on my own, it would take an extremely long time."
"In that case, the time required to complete this first draft will likely be even longer, and it might even have to be delayed until after the Christmas holidays..."
"Don't put so much pressure on yourself," Professor McGonagall said gently. "Just relax and get ready for the upcoming Christmas holidays!"
Fred and George, who were about to turn the corner, stopped. Fred said incredulously, "George, is that Professor McGonagall's voice?"
George's expression was unbelievably similar. "If my ears weren't deafened by the fireworks... I can guarantee it! That was Professor McGonagall's voice!"
"She actually told people to relax!" Fred said, looking indignant. "Professor McGonagall never told me that!"
George nodded in agreement. "Me too! Professor McGonagall only ever says, 'You have to finish your homework!'"
"I want to see who she's going to let rest!" Fred grabbed the edge of the corner wall and leaned out.
"I want to see too!" George bent down on his knees and leaned out as well.
"So it was Wizet ..." Their tone became matter-of-fact. "Then it's alright!"
On the morning the Christmas holidays began, it snowed heavily.
With a long, drawn-out whistle, the Hogwarts Express pulled away from Hogwarts Station.
The snow fell heavily, painting a vast expanse of white across the landscape, making the outlines of scattered buildings and trees extremely indistinct.
However, the feeling of "a vast expanse of white" was mainly for Wizet.
Yet Luna was still able to see an extraordinary world through the vast expanse of white.
Her movements resembled those of a lazy cat, tilting her head slightly as she leaned against the window.
She slowly breathed on the window, looking at the snow scene outside while tracing more outlines with her fingers;
Every now and then she would turn around, smiling and beckoning to Wizet, urging Wizet to look out the window and see what she had drawn.
Wizet brought a lot of snacks, and when Luna turned around, she would put a snack in Luna's palm.
"You eat some too." Luna would break the snacks in half and give him one half.
The two continued drawing and eating until the Hogwarts Express reached its destination and stopped at Platform 9 3/4, without feeling particularly hungry.
"Baby!"
Xenophilius's voice was filled with excitement, and the last syllable trembled slightly.
"It's Dad's voice!" Luna quickly looked in the direction of the sound.
"I'll take care of the luggage," Wizet said.
"Mmm!" Luna turned around and smiled, then ran towards Xenophilius and threw herself into Xenophilius arms. "Daddy! I missed you so much!"
"Dad... Dad misses you too!" Xenophilius's voice was choked with emotion, and his nose and eyes were red.
Wizet, dragging his suitcase, greeted Xenophilius, "Mr. Lovegood, we're back."
Xenophilius nodded to Wizet. "Okay! Let's go home!"