McGonagall's Cheat

William's weakness was undoubtedly his Transfiguration.

It can't be called a weakness, but compared to spells, Defence Against Dark Magic, or even Potions, it's far inferior, which makes his talent in Transfiguration seem rather lacking.

He was considered excellent among his peers, but he just couldn't compare to geniuses.

For such intelligent students, as long as they put in several times the effort, they will eventually become stronger.

This is not wishful thinking.

Because he has the McGonagall Cat Girl cheat code.

Professor McGonagall is a master of Transfiguration; she has extensive teaching experience and knows how to better address students' weaknesses.

With the help of a professor like McGonagall, any ordinary young wizard can grow rapidly and far surpass their peers, as long as they work hard.

It's just that most people can't do this. No one has that much influence to make Professor McGonagall teach only one student for a month, two months, or even a year.

Unless that person is her own son!

But William could. Being trapped in the time loop, he attended Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class almost every afternoon, thanks to Dumbledore's instructions.

It's still one-on-one private tutoring.

What does this mean?

It's important to understand that one-on-one and large-class teaching are completely different. In large classes, Professor McGonagall has to consider the progress of all students, and many simple things cannot be skipped.

But private tutoring is different; she tutors William entirely based on his progress.

William was even able to repeatedly try to Transfiguration, while Professor McGonagall carefully pointed out his mistakes.

For a first-year wizard, there are only two Transfiguration classes a week, and a total of just over thirty classes a semester.

William spends every afternoon in Transfiguration; if he works hard, he could finish a semester's worth of courses in less than a month.

To be honest, when he first entered the time loop, William was a little tempted to leave, since he was facing the same people and hearing the same things every day.

Cedric and the others were also isolated in their respective colleges due to martial law and could not be contacted.

But after a while... it's really good.

As long as he's within the time loop, he can enjoy uninterrupted private one-on-one tutoring from teachers of all subjects—what a precious opportunity!

William had been to Professor McGonagall's office countless times; he knew the way like the back of his hand.

McGonagall wasn't happy when she entered the office.

She and William had always had a good relationship, but given the death of someone today, she didn't have much emotional capacity for teaching, let alone giving a private lesson to a student.

If that student were at risk of repeating a year, Professor McGonagall wouldn't say anything; William clearly wasn't, as he needed remedial lessons on second-year material.

McGonagall didn't approve of this practice of giving individualized tutoring; in her view, fairness was more important than anything else.

She couldn't understand why Professor Dumbledore would make such a request, but she usually obeyed the headmaster unconditionally.

Countless facts have proven that Professor Dumbledore's words are full of profound meaning.

The two sat in the office. Professor McGonagall pushed up her glasses, took out her textbook, and turned to a page in the second volume.

William had asked McGonagall many questions in the past, so she had a good grasp of his study progress.

William, however, turned to a later page in his textbook.

Professor McGonagall's eyebrows twitched. She closed her textbook and said seriously, "William, I know you haven't learned that far yet, and I think you shouldn't be so overambitious."

To be honest, kid, the final exams are coming up soon, and the questions are going to be really hard.

My suggestion is to review the first-grade textbook, and then thoroughly review the points I covered in the last lesson.

Professor McGonagall was hinting at the final exam question for William, and it took him many visits to understand her meaning.

It can only be said that Professor McGonagall's hints were not as direct as Professor Flitwick's.

"But Professor, I'm already very proficient at those."

William stood up, took a cage from the office window, and inside was a fat bamboo rat.

William took out his wand and tapped it a few times, turning the bamboo rat into a snuff bottle—the snuff bottle shimmered with jade, and Hogwarts Castle was painted on its surface.

It looks very beautiful and exquisite.

Professor McGonagall's eyebrows look a bit odd, like Mother of Dragons's.

She knew William's talent for Transfiguration was excellent, but not genius-level, and as a diligent top student herself, she also knew William's true abilities.

He couldn't have done that with such ease yesterday.

Merlin, could it be that I misjudged him before, burying a genius? Or did William suddenly have a breakthrough and transform into a peerless genius in Transfiguration?

That's amazing!

This was the first time Professor McGonagall had encountered such a situation. She said dryly, "Child, this is the final practical exam, and without a doubt... a perfect score. I think you are indeed capable of learning the courses here."

Professor McGonagall turned to the page William had mentioned in her textbook and began to teach seriously.

But McGonagall realized that the problem wasn't with her, but with the whole world.

William has a strong understanding, but when it comes to the actual Transfiguration, he still can't immediately perform the Transfiguration, just like before.

This doesn't quite match his previous brilliant performance.

Her brows relaxed again; that's more like it.

But there's no problem; in a few days, Professor McGonagall will once again marvel at William's genius.

William liked to listen to a lesson repeatedly, adapting it to Transfiguration, and asking Professor McGonagall to point out its shortcomings. He found that this was the most efficient way to learn.

William, who repeatedly took the same course, was initially unfamiliar with it, but over time, he became proficient.

At that time, Professor McGonagall only thought that William's ability to Transfiguration upon first encountering a certain concept was astonishingly high.

She even urged William to publish more papers so he could definitely win the "Most Promising Newcomer Award."

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall had no memory of it; otherwise, such inconsistent performance would probably have driven her crazy.

After leaving Professor McGonagall's office, William wandered around the corridor.

The entire corridor was deserted; all the students were in their own colleges and not allowed to come out. William had almost gotten used to this quiet.

He planned to visit the Black Lake. Dumbledore had forbidden him from leaving the school, but half of the Black Lake was also within the school grounds.

Taking a walk alone, clearing your mind, is good for both your physical and mental health.

In that instant, the quiet school seemed to belong to him alone.

That feeling was amazing!

But when William reached the first floor, his gaze was drawn to Snape's medicine storage room.

He hasn't gone inside yet, even after all this time.

As if possessed, William walked over.

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