New Professor: Vinda Rosier

Under Professor McGonagall's guidance, Isaac revised several punctuation marks in his paper, then practiced Transfiguration for a while longer.

During this time, under Professor McGonagall's instruction, Isaac had already completed three stages in the field of Transfiguration: the basics of transformation, transformations between living creatures and inanimate objects, and cross-species transformations with theoretical extensions.

What he was studying now was complex cross-species transformation.

It sounded like nothing more than turning one species into another, but after Professor McGonagall's in-depth expansions, Isaac could not guarantee that he would grasp it at a glance like the Transfiguration in a first-year textbook.

So this was what a Transfiguration master was like? These were clearly just foundational points meant to lay the groundwork for Transfiguration.

Yet after some thorough digging, the difficulty had shot through the roof.

Naturally, Professor McGonagall would not teach these extended concepts in class.

Transfiguration—or rather, magic itself—was ultimately a subject that depended on talent.

Students without talent were doing well enough if they mastered the basics. Only students who were both gifted and willing to learn received extra instruction from Professor McGonagall.

For example, the Transfiguration club Professor McGonagall had privately established only accepted students with a certain degree of talent and willingness to study.

When it came to imparting and sharing knowledge, Hogwarts' Heads of House truly held nothing back.

They were never afraid that students would learn too much. They only feared that students would be unwilling to learn.

After a master class, even Isaac felt mentally exhausted.

Professor McGonagall's master classes never had fixed teaching content. Everything was taught flexibly according to Isaac's progress.

Yet Isaac's talent was absurdly good, so Professor McGonagall could give a thoroughly satisfying lesson every single time.

As for Isaac, every master class felt like an enormous flood of Transfiguration knowledge crashing toward him, then surging into his mind.

He was talented, but even he could not withstand learning so much every lesson. Faced with a knowledge-point "saturation bombardment" from a master educator, Isaac could only take it all in, then train furiously afterward.

At Hogwarts, this was an excellent matching system.

If you learned well, there was more knowledge waiting for you. If you did not learn well, then you could enjoy a happy education.

After leaving Professor McGonagall's office, Isaac planned to take a walk on the lawn outside the castle.

He simply liked studying magic and practicing magic, but that did not mean he did not know how to balance work and rest.

Once Dumbledore had effortlessly crushed Voldemort's wandering soul, Isaac no longer felt quite so pressed for time.

He left the castle and arrived at the great lawn. The weather was mediocre today. No sunlight touched the ground, and the air was thick with rain mist and dampness.

Isaac walked all the way to the edge of the Black Lake.

Usually, Isaac would have been the only one here. The young wizards had not yet started school, and the professors would not come to the Black Lake to relax either.

But this time was an exception.

Isaac saw a figure by the lake—a woman in a green robe, her back elegant and mysterious.

Hearing Isaac's footsteps, the woman slowly turned around and revealed the face beneath her wide-brimmed hat.

Judging by her appearance, this lady was around the same age as Professor McGonagall.

But the more Isaac looked at her face, the more familiar it seemed.

"Hello, ma'am." Isaac was the first to greet the elegant woman.

Yet the elegant woman did not answer him. She merely stared at Isaac blankly.

The gaze made Isaac feel uncomfortable all over.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Isaac." After a long while, she finally withdrew her gaze, once again becoming elegant and mysterious. "My name is Vinda Rosier, and I will be your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for this school year."

Vinda!

Rosier!

Mention the name Rosier, and ordinary wizards in the British Wizarding World might think of one of Voldemort's followers.

But before that Death Eater became famous, the most renowned Rosier of modern times was none other than the elegant noblewoman standing before him.

Vinda Rosier had once been Grindelwald's deputy.

Vinda Rosier had been the wizard beneath one person and above ten thousand among the Acolytes—without question.

Isaac felt that the amount of information in Vinda Rosier's words was simply explosive.

She was the Acolytes' second-in-command, Grindelwald's deputy!

Dumbledore actually dared to let her into Hogwarts? He actually dared to make her Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for this school year?

The greatest similarity between Grindelwald and Vinda Rosier was that both were masters at swaying people's hearts.

Vinda Rosier might not have been as eloquent as Grindelwald, but dealing with a group of young wizards would have been child's play for her.

Was Dumbledore not afraid that after Vinda spent a year at Hogwarts, all of Hogwarts' young wizards would become Acolyte reserves?

What Isaac was most curious about was whether Vinda Rosier's arrival had been her own wish, or Grindelwald's intention.

Isaac did not believe Nurmengard's magic could restrain Grindelwald.

Or rather, while Dumbledore's magic was reliable, powerful force had never been what Grindelwald relied on when he conquered Europe.

As the leader of the Acolytes, Grindelwald naturally possessed formidable power.

But what had gathered so many Acolytes around him in Europe had been his charisma, his ideals, and his inspiring slogans.

That was the most fundamental difference between Grindelwald and Voldemort.

Some of the Death Eaters Voldemort had gathered followed him because of his pure-blood supremacy ideology.

Others had joined the Death Eaters out of fear of Voldemort's dark rule.

If you could not beat them, you joined them. That was perfectly normal.

Thus, the Death Eaters usually feared Voldemort more than they admired him.

With Grindelwald, it was completely the opposite.

In the same situation, if Voldemort needed his subordinates to die, they would do it out of fear of Voldemort.

But if given the opportunity, they would turn on him without hesitation at a critical moment.

In contrast, if Grindelwald needed people to carry out a certain-death mission, he truly could gather a large group of people ready to die for him at any time.

Noticing Isaac's confusion, Vinda stepped two paces closer and said elegantly, "He saw the papers you published in Transfiguration Today and Spell Innovation.

"He asked me to pass a message on to you.

"Isaac, well done."

In fact, ever since Isaac had arrived at Hogwarts, he had never seen Grindelwald in his prophecies again.

Isaac did not think Hogwarts itself was blocking Grindelwald. Or rather, it was not Hogwarts that was blocking Grindelwald, but its headmaster.

Were the old lovers still having a spat?

It had to be said that Vinda Rosier had arrived at an excellent time. Isaac happened to need a powerful helper as well.

"Professor Vinda, forgive me for asking, but if I needed you to deal with a powerful Dark Magic item, could you handle it?"