My Transfiguration Class Is Like This

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

"Sean Wallerup, a fourth-year Ravenclaw student, is currently a teaching assistant for Transfiguration, certified by Professor McGonagall —by the way, I primarily teach first- and second-year Transfiguration courses, as well as some third-year courses."

"I also wanted to teach upperclassmen courses, but Professor McGonagall wouldn't let me—" Sean shrugged.

The freshmen below all laughed in unison, and at the same time, they immediately combined the image of Sean in their minds.

Polite, gentle, humorous, and very capable, he is trusted by the professor and seems easy to talk to.

Sean glanced at everyone's expressions and chuckled inwardly.

It seems that the second-grade students hadn't been told about Professor Wallop's teaching style.

That's good, it will make their first lesson more memorable.

Sean closed the book, took out his wand and held it in his hand, then began to walk around the tiered classroom.

"Yes, yes, close your ' Elementary Transfiguration. For the first lesson, I don't think it's a good idea to just give you a bunch of notes. We can try a more lively and—" Sean paused, then laughed, "An interesting way of teaching."

Upon hearing this, the freshmen all closed their books and showed expectant expressions.

Of course, a few "Little Hermione" and "Little Percy" were slightly puzzled and closed their books with a hint of regret.

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

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

Immediately, someone raised their hand.

"Please, Miss Fiora."

The little girl, who resembled Hermione, stood up and immediately recited in a clear voice, "This course teaches students how to change the shape and appearance of an object. This type of magic is usually called Transfiguration. Transfiguration has limitations, as Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration illustrates. There are many branches of Transfiguration, including Cross-Species Transfiguration and Human Transfiguration. Learning Transfiguration requires great 'hard work' because it is more rigorous and scientific than other subjects. Success in Transfiguration is only achieved by being completely correct."

The little girl spoke at length, clearly coming from the Wizarding Family and being a good student with a background in magic.

However, this was not the answer Sean wanted.

He smiled and gestured for her to sit down, "Correct answer, Miss Fiora, add two points to Gryffindor."

"The explanation is very specific and objective. It is almost the simplest statement that predecessors have summarized to encapsulate Transfiguration. However, what I want to tell you is..."

Sean suddenly waved his wand. "Nebulus!"

Suddenly, layers of mist appeared in the classroom, slowly descending from the ceiling and turning the entire Transfiguration classroom into a fog room where people could not be seen.

The freshmen looked around in surprise. They could only see the students closest to them, and Professor Wallop was nowhere to be seen.

Sean's voice came from the mist, but when the students turned to look, all they could see was mist.

"Transfiguration, in my opinion, is the one that best represents the essence of the word 'magic,' which is impossible to describe in concrete terms."

"Transfiguration is the most direct way to demonstrate the Mystery Side of [magic]."

"Like the fog surrounding you..."

Sean's voice gradually lowered, as if it had fallen into a fog.

The freshmen unconsciously moved closer to their companions.

Sean's voice came again from all over the mist.

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

Upon hearing this, the students involuntarily reached out and waved, trying to touch the mist, but could only manage to create a tiny gap.

"See, under normal circumstances, you can't touch magic."

Sean's laughter rang out, and then everyone was surprised to find that they seemed to be being engulfed by fog, which at the same time contained shimmering points of light.

The entire classroom suddenly became dreamlike, and everyone inside seemed to be slowly becoming immersed in it.

"You know magic, you know spells, you know you are a wizard, but you can't explain what the essence of magic is, why spells can be activated by incantations and wands, why wizards can store and cast magic, and why they can transform magic into magical power that works on all kinds of things."

"Who can truly explain the nature of magic?"

After Sean finished speaking, all the students fell into deep thought. Some of the children from the Muggle Family had received a fairly good scientific education before entering school, and they found that it was indeed difficult to explain everything using either a scientific or magical perspective.

Someone hesitantly asked the mist, "Professor Wallop, but isn't the reason we enroll at Hogwarts to learn magic better? I feel like, from what you've said..."

Sean smiled and said, "In my opinion, magic isn't something that can be learned through studying?"

The man nodded, and the specks of light within the mist below his neck flickered with the airflow.

"Of course," Sean laughed even more heartily. "We're here to learn about spells, to learn how to manipulate magic more efficiently and safely. That's our learning goal."

"Shouldn't we try to find out the nature of magic?" someone else asked.

"Of course, we should explore the essence of magic. This is something that every wizard who maintains passion and curiosity should do."

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone saw that the mist began to tremble violently. They even felt as if the mist surrounding them was trying to draw some kind of power from their bodies!

More specks of light drifted out from each person's body and then gathered into the mist.

A swirling cloud appeared in the thick fog, like a giant vacuum cleaner attracting all the fog and gathering all the specks of light.

The classroom finally became clear, and the students looked in amazement at the cloud of mist that had formed in the center of the classroom.

No, it doesn't seem appropriate to call it a cloud.

The fog had turned pitch black, and the points of light that appeared from nowhere gathered in the center, looking like a condensed galaxy.

Sean remained standing in the same spot as before, without moving.

He smiled slightly and flicked his wand.

The nebula drifted rapidly and then passed through everyone's bodies without any obstruction.

Everyone was startled. They felt a sudden chill and a sudden warmth, as if something had been taken away from them, or as if something had been left behind.

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

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

The students perked up their ears.

"Don't get caught up in appearances or only see the surface. The essence of magic needs to be explored by generation after generation, although no one can ever fully explain it."

"I hope everyone can remember this."

"The essence of magic lies in—" Sean tossed the nebula into the middle of the classroom.

"Miracle."

The nebula dispersed, and the classroom transformed into a dazzling starry sky, like a dream.

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

"This is... magic..." someone murmured softly, and when they looked up again, their eyes were filled with barely suppressed enthusiasm and anticipation.

"Yes, remember, magic means—miracle."

Sean waved his wand again, and the starry sky was instantly gathered together, turning into a cluster of stars once more.

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

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

"Don't forget, this is a Transfiguration class."

Everyone was stunned. They had almost forgotten that this was a Transfiguration —but it had to be said that what Professor Wallop had just shown had aroused everyone's curiosity and excitement.

"Magic represents miracles," Sean stopped beside a young wizard wearing Wizard Hat, "And why is Transfiguration the most representative of magic?"

He tapped his wand gently, and the little wizard's hat floated steadily into the air.

"Look, this is a spell, a basic Levitation Charm. Its effect is obvious: it makes things float—" Sean said, waving his wand as the hat suddenly Diffindo pieces. "This is also a spell that turns the hat into pieces."

He continued to wave his wand, and the Wizard Hat began to burn, stiffen, and Freezing Charm.

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

"Reparo"

The Wizard Hat was safely returned to the little wizard's head, intact.

Can anyone feel the difference?

A thin, dark-skinned little boy hesitated and raised his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Axston."

Campbell Axston, the first student sorted into Ravenclaw that day, stood up and said somewhat uncertainly, "I... I don't know the principle, but no matter what spell you use, it... is still a hat?"

Sean smiled with satisfaction, "Correct, Ravenclaw two points."

"Yes, floating hats, shattered hats, burning hats... and so on—they're all hats."

"And Transfiguration— "

In the system panel that no one could see, Hermione Granger's echo had accumulated to the fortieth time.

Echo Effect: Hermione Granger's Echo (Gold): For half an hour after using this card, every five spells you cast will become Silent Casting; every twenty spells you cast will become Wandless Casting; every forty spells you cast will be amplified. (Echo effects can overlap.)

Sean walked to the podium and opened his arms to everyone.

Exclamations of surprise rang out continuously.

Each person's Wizard Hat Transfiguration into all sorts of things, from the most common cats, dogs, and rabbits, to lions, tigers, and crocodiles that had been shrunk in size, and even elephants and giraffes.

Besides animals, some people have the latest game consoles, brand-new bicycles, photos with their parents, and so on, on their heads.

They discovered that their Wizard Hat had either transformed into their favorite animal or their current favorite thing!

Inside the classroom, gasps of surprise echoed continuously.

Sean's arms remained outstretched, and he smiled as he looked at everyone.

"Welcome to the world of Transfiguration."

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After a brief silence, the Transfiguration Classroom erupted into a frenzy, as if hot oil had been poured over it.

Everyone's face was filled with unbelievable excitement, and more than half of them had already stood up, clutching their Transfiguration hats.

"Is this... Transfiguration...?"

Beneath Sean's thick robe, his chest was rising and falling slightly.

Even with Hermione's Echo and some Obscurus power, Transfiguration so many items at once was quite a challenge...

But so far, it seems to be working very well.

At that moment, someone excitedly hugged a crocodile the size of his head and asked, "Professor! Professor! How did you do that?! Besides Transfiguration, how did you know that my favorite animal is a crocodile?"

Sean winked at him mysteriously.

"Because this is something you yourselves Transfiguration into."

"Huh?" The students had a lot of question marks above their heads.

Sean snapped his fingers, and the nebula that had been there drifted over and then dispersed again.

The starry sky reappears, and each twinkling star connects to every individual.

Students immediately realized what was happening.

"Sir, this star... is this our respective magic? Did you borrow our magic in your Transfiguration just now?!" he exclaimed excitedly.

Sean just smiled mysteriously, neither denying nor admitting it.

How could he possibly have the Legilimency minds of so many people...?

The star is just an Illusion Charm; as for everyone's preferences... they're all written on their personal information forms...

However, the students clearly felt that this was Professor Wallop Sean Wallerup's magic, and they became even more excited and enthusiastic.

Suddenly, a girl asked in a low voice, "Professor, you said this is Transfiguration we did together, what about yours? What's your favorite?"

"Yes, Professor."

"You haven't even Transfiguration!"

Sean glanced at the podium, stroked his chin, and slowly said, "Mine..."

"Oh—this is good."

The podium began to move.

"Roar—" A terrifying dragon roar echoed throughout almost the entire castle.

The freshmen were so frightened that they took several steps Rewind, staring in terror at the horrifying creature before them.

The podium transformed into a Fire Dragon!

Fire Dragon!

Although it wasn't Fire Dragon that was over ten meters long and devoured people, this thing in front of them was something that none of the freshmen present had ever seen before.

Sean patted the little Fire Dragon's wings and said with a relaxed smile, "Personally, I quite like Fire Dragon."

The freshmen looked at each other in bewilderment.

Is it possible to like Fire Dragon when it's around?

At that moment, Sean snapped his fingers again, and the freshmen were even more horrified to discover that one of the teaching assistant's arms in front of them was turning into a dragon claw!

"The magic of Transfiguration comes with—greater risks." Sean waved his right paw.