Veela Bloodline Leap

"You're really strong now." Krum, one foot still stuck in the depression, remarked as he picked up his wand.

He frowned. "Why are you so surprised? I remember Dumbledore saying that Dakuwaqa could let me transform into a shark.

Well. In fact, my Transfiguration seems to have improved greatly too.

If my past level was sixty points, then now it must be at least a hundred."

"Let me add something," Dumbledore said, waving a hand. "If you choose Animagus as your path of development, your Transfiguration may improve even further.

The magic Champion's Glory grants you is not a castle in the air.

What you just displayed was actually an advanced form of human Transfiguration.

In order to enable you to do that,

your Transfiguration ability would naturally be raised accordingly.

Just as Harry was granted superb martial skills along with combat experience."

Dumbledore paused and gave a wicked smile. "I noticed just now. After Harry opened his eyes, he looked at your neck several times.

He seemed to want to give you a—Physical—with his wand."

"So that's why my neck felt chilly." Krum edged closer to Ilvas.

"Was I?" Harry scratched the back of his head as he pulled his right hand from his pocket and released his wand.

To ease the awkwardness, he looked toward Fleur, who had yet to awaken.

Fleur still had her eyes lightly closed, just as she had while they were talking.

Outwardly, nothing about her had changed.

But only Fleur knew what earth-shattering changes were taking place inside her.

All magical creatures and humanoid races that existed today had been born through the indirect or direct influence of wizards.

Some had even come directly from wizards themselves, born through magical transformations or curses.

Humanoid races capable of contending with wizards, such as goblins