A Novel "Transfiguration Class"

After the banquet, all the students were kept in the Great Hall.

Professor Dumbledore came to give some instructions. "Prefect, guard the entrance to the Great Hall. The presidents of the male and female student councils, along with Professor Sprout, will manage order in the Great Hall. If there is any news, immediately send a ghost to report to me."

After saying that, he waved his wand, and the long dining table flew to the side of the Great Hall, automatically standing against the wall. With another wave, hundreds of soft sleeping bags appeared on the ground.

"You'll need this..."

After Professor Dumbledore finished speaking, he left the Great Hall.

But not everyone likes sleeping bags.

With Professor Sprout's permission, several senior students took out their wands and transformed the sleeping bag into a single bed of roughly the same size, and the robes they had taken off into thick wool blankets.

They had already thought about it while they were eating; if they absolutely had to spend the night in the Great Hall, they would definitely want to make themselves as comfortable as possible.

Of course, it would be even better if Professor Sprout agreed to make the bed a little bigger.

After that, more and more students found it interesting and began to try Transfiguration their sleeping bags.

Professor Sprout not only did not object to this decision, but also stopped Percy from stepping forward to stop him.

After all, there are enough spaces in the Great Hall, and making oneself more comfortable without affecting others is the very purpose of learning magic.

Besides, it's still early, so giving the students something to do is better than letting them discuss Sirius Black.

Professor Sprout walked among rows of sleeping bags...

"Fantastic Transfiguration, Miss Johnson," she said with a smile. "I bet this bed is very comfortable."

Angelina Johnson, the Gryffindor Chaser, smugly smoothed her hair.

Unlike most hard bed boards, she also added a thick velvet mattress.

When Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall re-entered the Great Hall, they were astonished by the lively scene before them.

The Great Hall became a giant classroom for Transfiguration Class, and everyone was taking the same class.

"Minerva, it seems everyone knows how to have a good time," Dumbledore said with a smile. "I thought I'd come to the wrong place."

Professor McGonagall smiled. "Yes, Albus, you're right."

This was the first time she had relaxed since learning that Black had appeared at the castle.

"Then let us offer some help."

Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it gently, and the Great Hall seemed to suddenly become much larger. The previously slightly crowded passageway was now wide enough for two people to walk side by side.

This also means they can make their beds bigger.

Professor McGonagall wasn't idle either; she converted all the first and second-year students' sleeping bags into single beds like those in the dormitories.

As for students who have already learned the second Transfiguration, those in the third grade and above... they are not within her scope of help.

Moreover, these sleeping bags were conjured by Professor Dumbledore, so their magic is quite stable, making them almost indistinguishable from real sleeping bags.

So strictly speaking, this doesn't even qualify as a secondary Transfiguration; it's simply a sleeping bag turning into a single bed.

Third grade... If you can't even do this, then you should just stick to using a sleeping bag.

There are quite a few people like this, such as Harry and Ron from Gryffindor.

They struggled for ages, only to make their sleeping bags look even uglier. In the end, Hermione couldn't stand it anymore and helped them out.

Beside them, Neville had already dug himself into his sleeping bag, not even considering doing anything unnecessary.

Kyle also Transfiguration his sleeping bag; it wasn't fancy, just a regular single dormitory bed, like those of first and second-year students.

Fred, George, and Cho also came over.

"This feels so strange, like we're living in the same dorm room..." Fred lay there, looking up at the enchanted ceiling.

Although the sky outside was overcast, he was surprisingly in a good mood. "It's a pity Cedric isn't here..."

As Prefect, Cedric had to stand guard at the entrance to the Great Hall and was not with them.

"It's all thanks to Black..."

George turned his head and said, "Without him, we wouldn't have encountered such interesting things. To be honest, this is the first time I've ever slept in a bed that I conjured up myself... What if it suddenly turns back into a sleeping bag in the middle of the night?"

"If your Transfiguration score reaches an E (exceeding expectations), then it won't be like this..." Kyle said.

"That's terrible..." Fred sighed, feigning distress. "Our Transfiguration grade is an O, which is clearly not acceptable, right?"

"Maybe we can deliberately get a few questions wrong on the next exam, and then we can get an E."

"Mom definitely wouldn't be happy if she heard you say that."

After saying that, the two of them laughed at the same time.

Kyle ignored them.

However, when George mentioned Black, the group couldn't help but recall their recent experience.

"Tell me, how exactly did Black get into the castle?" Kanna asked.

This is a question that most people want to know the answer to.

Now Kyle can clearly hear several different guesses being made around him.

"Apparition..."

"It flew in on a broomstick..."

"Turn yourself into a flowering shrub..."

They said a lot, but basically none of it was reliable.

The castle is protected by special magic that prevents Apparition. Furthermore, Dementor obviously wouldn't allow someone riding Broomstick or a flowering bush to sneak into the castle.

"Is it possible that he came in through a secret passage?" Qiu suddenly said. "Aren't there quite a few secret passages leading out of the castle?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible," Fred said without hesitation.

George looked around to make sure Professor Sprout and Percy were on the other side before lowering his voice and saying, "There are only two secret passages that lead out of the school."

"One of them is in the warehouse of Honeydukes, Black obviously couldn't have broken into, remember, he didn't have a wand."

"The other one is in the Shrieking Shack. Although it's unguarded, the entrance is right under that Whomping Willow."

Fred continued, "If Black dared to go that way, he'd probably be flattened by the Whomping Willow the moment he stepped out."

"We haven't heard anything wrong with Whomping Willow tonight, have we...?"

"Lights out now!" Percy shouted. "I demand that every single one of you be silent!"

The candles went out immediately, leaving only a few silver ghosts emitting a faint glow as they drifted around, seemingly engaged in a serious conversation with the Prefect.