You're Awake, Scabbers, the Stuttering Malfoy
A little mouse, its body bald and missing a toe, wakes up from its sleep.
This time, it didn't wake up from its school uniform pocket or its bedside pillow.
When it opened its eyes, it didn't see that face with a head of Weasley red hair.
"You're awake, Scabbers."
"!"
Scabbers's eyes widened as it looked at the handsome young man, only to find that he was also staring at it with dark eyes.
"Squeak--"
Scabbers looked around anxiously and found that it was in a wide-open space, lying on a silver-white metal platform.
Lucien's black vortexes swirled slowly as he examined Scabbers, who was rubbing its front paws.
Hmm, I couldn't see Magic Circuit even with the Eye of Magic Sight.
Is this Animagus?
By Transfiguration an animal, one can conceal their special status as a wizard, making them difficult for others to detect.
Perhaps certain actions or stimuli are required to reveal the Magic Circuit?
Lucien channeled his magic, activating the Eye of Magic Sight even more thoroughly, causing the vortex within his pupil to suddenly accelerate.
Seemingly sensing something was wrong, Scabbers glanced at Lucien, who was staring at it without moving.
It's about to slip away, taking four short steps.
However, Lucien had already waved his wand, causing barriers to rise around the metal platform, directly blocking Scabbers ' path.
Scabbers stopped in its tracks; it remembered the little wizard in front of it.
He was Ron's classmate and friend; I first met him on the train.
Back then...
Scabbers recalled that she felt something was off about this kid back then and didn't want to associate with him.
But I never expected that after a normal night's sleep, I would wake up to find myself in Lucien's hands.
Scabbers turned its head and looked around, behaving like a normal mouse.
After all, Lucien hadn't really done anything to it. Scabbers thought that Ron probably lent it to Lucien to play with for a few days and then would take it back.
Just as Scabbers was about to find a corner to continue sleeping, Lucien cast a Levitation Charm and made it float up.
Lucien frowned slightly as he watched Scabbers struggle to get up.
Despite the influence of magic, the Magic Circuit still did not manifest.
He had fully activated his Eye of Magic Sight, but still couldn't detect even the slightest flow of magic.
Is this true for all Animagus, or Peter Pettigrew a special case?
After all, it's an Animagus that has been disguised for over a decade, and it might even be the Animagus that has maintained its animal form for the longest time in the world.
Haha, how could a normal person endure such a long period of time, living like a little mouse?
From this perspective, Peter Pettigrew is truly "brave".
Can a cowardly person who fears death unleash greater courage in order to survive?
Could we launch a sudden "attack" to force Animagus to lose control of its magical disguise and thus expose its Magic Circuit?
If all else fails, go ask Professor McGonagall for advice.
The issue of magic power in Animagus form.
If I could transform into a tabby cat directly, I could examine my Magic Circuit.
But that would be very presumptuous of me.
Professor, can I see you turn into a cat?
Ultimately, it's not as convenient to observe as Peter Pettigrew, or even someone like Scabbers.
Let Scabbers go back to the table and give it some snacks.
Scabbers hesitated for a moment, but then thought it strange that a mouse wasn't eating.
So he picked up a biscuit and started munching on it.
Observing the normal activity of the Scabbers, Lucien saw no trace of magic.
Sizzle--
A tiny arc of electricity shot from the tip of the staff toward Scabbers in an instant.
"Squeak!"
The entire mouse jumped up; the Scabbers hadn't hurt, but it had startled it.
It looked around nervously, but finally glanced at Lucien casually.
It wouldn't have mattered if I hadn't looked, but once I did, Scabbers felt a chill in her heart.
Because the boy actually smiled.
Scabbers's heart skipped a beat. Could this person be a psychopath who enjoys tormenting cute little animals?
What kind of friends does Ron have?!
Lucien saw it, he saw it through those eyes, that fleeting surge of magic, that Magic Circuit that appeared for a mere instant.
Yes, a sudden magical stimulus will briefly activate the Magic Circuit.
But it happened too fast, it disappeared too quickly.
If we use continuous magical influence, can we prolong the circuit's appearance?
A chill suddenly ran down Scabbers's spine; it felt as if some danger was about to befall it...
An hour later.
Lucien stepped out of the gourd space.
"The results are pretty good. If we keep it up, we should be able to finish in about two weeks."
"Explore and record the hidden Magic Circuit of the Animagus."
A pale golden figure suddenly appeared beside Lucien.
"Liuguang, you're back."
"How did your conversation with Mr. Scamander go?"
As Lucien chatted with the little Qilin, he took off the satchel hanging around its neck.
He took out a reply letter and two books.
Two copies of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".
The books are all the kind you can easily buy in a bookstore, but...
Opening the cover, the first page bears Newt Scamander's autograph.
"Okay, I've got the signed book. Now I've also prepared my prize for this semester's final exams."
"Harry and the others should be able to study even harder."
Lucien put the book into his pocket, looked at the little Qilin,
"Liuguang, have you gotten even bigger?"
The young Qilin is in its growth stage and is growing very fast, increasing in size every month.
"Maybe, Master, but even though I can change size, it's not very noticeable..."
Lucien and Liuguang interacted for a while before returning to the vicinity of the hunting grounds.
I had arranged to have dinner with Hagrid and the others at the cabin today.
However, as soon as Lucien approached the cabin, he saw a furtive figure loitering nearby.
Fang and White Fang were taken out for a walk again?
I didn't hear the dog bark as a warning.
A boy with slicked-back, light-gold hair lingered in front of the hut, a box tucked under his arm.
"I've looked in the library, and even the Ravenclaw staff said it's not in the common room. There are no classes today, so it's most likely here..."
"Is there something you need, Malfoy?"
Startled by the sudden sound behind him, Malfoy clutched the box tightly.
"Ah, it's you, Lucien."
Lucien looked at Malfoy, who was carrying a large box, and couldn't figure out why the other man was there.
The timing is off; Hagrid hatching dragon eggs and being reported by Malfoy wouldn't happen until after Christmas.
It's just that the Quidditch Match is almost here.
"Um, um..."
Malfoy hesitated for a long time, but finally held the box up to Lucien first, turning his face away.
"I... I've come to apologize to you."
"I shouldn't have said you weren't qualified to talk about Pure-blood, and I shouldn't have belittled your background..."
The more Malfoy spoke, the softer his voice became, but remembering his father's instructions, he persisted in continuing.
"This is... the apology I prepared."
"You, um, would you be willing to accept it?"
Listening to Malfoy's stammering, almost Quirrell- like manner of speaking, Lucien couldn't help but chuckle.
They're just kids; how many of them can honestly apologize to someone?
but...
This doesn't seem like something Malfoy would do, at least not so quickly.
Hmm, could it be that there's a master guiding him behind the scenes?
Haha, if Malfoy could be more honest, more composed, and less arrogant, he might have become friends with Harry, whom he both loves and hates, long ago.
In the blink of an eye, vortexes appeared in Lucien's pupils.
He used his Eye of Magic Sight to observe Malfoy and the box in his hand.
Oh, quite intense magic, but it's not a living thing, it feels like...
Lucien quickly searched his memory, recalling the characteristics of the items he had observed with his Eye of Magic Sight.
It's very similar; it's like the Dragon Heartstring I got from Snape.
They all had a slight, radiating heat.
Yes, and there's more than one group.