Daqin: Compared with his sons, Ying Zheng is jealous

"Mr. Shafik, is there something you don't understand?"

Professor McGonagall, who was about to get angry, saw Aris raising his hand and couldn't show it too much, so she could only patiently ask in a cold voice

"if...I mean, if a little wizard has successfully completed all the courses in the first-year Transfiguration class, can you give this little wizard some privileges?"

"For example, allowing him to leave class and study on his own in the library?"

"Mr. Shafik!"Professor McGonagall's eyes became obviously serious.

"I guess the little wizard you are talking about is you, right?"

"That's right!" Aristotle nodded calmly.

He really didn't want to waste time in this meaningless class, so he was ready to make a quick decision and get the privilege of the Transfiguration class.

"If you could turn the match in front of you into a needle, maybe......"

Professor McGonagall's tone became more and more serious. Even the other little wizards could feel that the atmosphere in the classroom was becoming more and more solemn.

"professor...In fact, I can!"

Before Professor McGonagall finished speaking, Aris's voice sounded again, in a serious tone.

As soon as these words came out, there was a buzz in the classroom.

Aris's talent in spells was known to all the young wizards, and they were deeply impressed by it.

But Transfiguration and simple spells are obviously different.

The young wizards still knew the difference between the two, so for a while they were a little skeptical.

"Can he really do it? My father said that Transfiguration is a very difficult and dangerous subject that requires a long period of study and practice......."

"I guess Aris doesn't want to stay in Professor McGonagall's class. After all, the professor was obviously targeting him just now......."

"Although I admire his courage and talent, Aris is really too reckless. How could he go against the professor so blatantly?"

"Wish him good luck! If he can really turn that match into a needle, maybe Professor McGonagall will forgive him......."

Arris heard these words.

But at this time, he didn't think too much about it.

Because he knew that Professor McGonagall was not an unreasonable person.

"You'd better be able to do it!" McGonagall pursed her lips and stared straight into Aris' eyes.

Although the boy felt a little helpless, he did not hesitate at all.

He drew out his wand and pointed it directly at the match on the table without any pause.

He did not recite any spells.

But the little wizards present could see that an invisible wave of magic power surged out of the wand and hit the match.

Then, the surface of the match began to change slightly.

The change was very natural. The wooden surface quickly became shiny, and then some lines appeared.

The burning area at the tail of the match turned into a needle with a hole.

When the little wizards looked closely, they could even see that the position of the needle had changed into the shape of an eagle's beak representing Ravenclaw College, which was very clever.

In the blink of an eye, the match on the table turned into a perfect embroidery needle with lines.

"Wuhu, he really did it!!!"

"That pin is so pretty, it even has the Ravenclaw logo on it!!!"

"This is so amazing! When will I be able to perform such a beautiful transformation spell?"

"No wonder Aris dared to ask Professor McGonagall for such a request. If I could also make such a perfect needle, I would not want to stay in the classroom!"

The moment Aris drew out his wand, there was a moment of silence in the classroom.

But then, the discussion of the little wizards became louder, mixed with amazement and envy.

In front of the podium, Professor McGonagall saw Aris's action and quickly came to his desk.

She picked up the needle and looked at it carefully. Then the expression on her face gradually became a little ugly, and surprise appeared in her eyes.

"You really did it!" She turned to look at Aris, her tone filled with shock and disbelief.

"Professor, this should be just a small problem for Aris..！"At this time, a young wizard from Hufflepuff suddenly spoke up and said cautiously:

"I heard that Arris turned a mouse into a goblet when he was on the train!"

Arris and Professor McGonagall were stunned when they heard this.

""Hannah, how did you know that?" Arris looked at the little Hufflepuff wizard with some curiosity and asked.

Professor McGonagall was also obviously curious about this matter and did not interrupt Arris's questioning.

"Um......"The girl seemed a little embarrassed, and hesitated for a while before whispering:"I traded a piece of ham with a Gryffindor student for this news!"

"He spoke in a mysterious way at the time, and I thought it was something very interesting!"

"When he told me this, I thought it was just a rumor......."

"It was not until now, after seeing Aris perform such a beautiful Transfiguration spell, that I realized that it might be true......."

As Hannah's voice slowly rang out in the classroom, the young wizards fell into silence again.

Even Professor McGonagall was stunned at this moment.

Because only she knew how difficult it was for a first-year student to turn a mouse into a goblet. It was even incredible!

"You really......"Professor McGonagall looked at Aris inquiringly.

"Uh, I think...She's telling the truth!" Aris smiled helplessly.

Originally, he thought that just turning a match into a needle might not allow this serious professor to give him extra privileges.

But now, the problem is...It shouldn't be that big!

He just didn't expect that the news of turning Scabbers into a goblet on the train had already spread quietly in the school.

Professor McGonagall's mind obviously took a while to come to its senses.

She looked at the needle with exquisite patterns and the Ravenclaw logo in her hand again, and her expression became more serious.

Then, she quickly returned to the podium, turned around again, and saw Aris's expectant eyes, and then she spoke seriously.

"No matter what, you can't leave my class today!"

Professor McGonagall ignored Aris.

She turned around and completed the unfinished details of Gamp's Law on the blackboard.

Then, as if nothing had happened, she continued her lecture.

At this time, a group of little wizards cast sympathetic eyes at Aris again.

In their opinion, Professor McGonagall must be angry, otherwise she wouldn't be so abnormal.

Being contradicted by her own students like that, any professor would probably be furious!

And Professor McGonagall was obviously just suppressing her inner anger, which could explode at any time.

Aris didn't speak again at this time, and took out another book from his bag.

It was obviously not an elementary Transfiguration textbook, but a book from Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. Aris took out a book called"Transfiguration and Invisibility" from his collection.

After seeing Aris's action, Professor McGonagall did not stop him unexpectedly.

This made Aris feel relieved, and he roughly understood the professor's thoughts at this time.

After all, he is the most majestic vice-president of Hogwarts and the dean of Gryffindor College. The lovely Professor McGonagall also has to save face, so it is naturally impossible for her to let him out of the classroom at this time.

However, Aris knew.

The professor should have recognized his strength.

Otherwise, he would not be so indifferent now.

This means that half of his goal has been achieved.

As for the other half, he will have to wait until after class to go to the office to see the result of the negotiation. (To read the violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Wand, wand, turn this damn match into a needle!"

As time passed, the little wizards at this time had already begun to try to turn the matches on the table into needles under the guidance of Professor McGonagall.

Listening to Terry's self-destruction and incorrect spells, Aris wanted to laugh.

It seems that the Transfiguration homework is about to drive these little wizards crazy.

"Aris, can you teach me how to turn this damn match into a needle?"[]

After a while, no one in the classroom succeeded in turning the match into a needle, so Terry could only ask Aris for help.

The boy thought for a while and said,"Do you know what the needle is made of?"

Terry thought for a while, then said uncertainly,"Iron?"

"That's right!" Aris nodded.

"Come on, everyone knows this, right?"Terry breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had some cognitive bias.

"Do you know what elements iron is made of?

"this......"Terry was obviously stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't answer.

"So, when you carefully study what a needle is made of, what every detail of its appearance is��......"

"After completing these preparations, you will naturally be able to succeed!"

Listening to Aris's words, Terry seemed to understand something and sat in his chair in deep thought.

Seeing this, Aris did not disturb him again.

On the podium, Professor McGonagall saw the whole scene.

The light in her eyes flickered slightly, and then she pretended that she saw nothing, and continued to walk between the rows of desks to teach the little wizards.

Half an hour later, the Transfiguration class ended.

Professor McGonagall left the classroom immediately, and even when Aris called her from behind, she did not respond.

This reaction surprised Aris, and his brows slightly frowned.

"Professor, what does this mean?"

He went through everything that happened in class today.

"Are you really angry and don’t want to pay attention to me?"

"Or is it because the answer to the question about the nature of magic makes you resent me too much?"

After thinking for a while, Aris still didn't figure it out, so he simply put it aside and prepared to go to the cafeteria to eat. Only after eating can he have the energy to attend classes in the afternoon. Well, what classes are there in the afternoon?

It seems to be two consecutive classes of Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts?

Speaking of which, why is there no divination class in the first grade? Aris was a little distressed. After fusing Merlin's talent card, he also has the talent of a fortune teller, but he has not shown it until now. The point is that he really doesn't know how to practice this thing. The principal's office. After class, Professor McGonagall hurried here. After saying the password and entering the room along the spiral staircase. Professor McGonagall spoke impatiently with a hint of indignation.

""Principal Dumbledore, you have to take care of that Aris!" She came to the principal's desk, looking like she was going to call him to task.

""What happened? Professor McGonagall!" Dumbledore asked with a calm look as if he had everything under control.

"Just now, that little guy had the audacity to openly disrupt my class and asked me to give him the privilege of skipping class!"

"Even though, he had turned a match into a needle just during class, this was really not the attitude a freshman should have!"

"Oh?" Dumbledore's eyes lit up behind his semicircular eyes.

"This means that the little guy is also very talented in transfiguration!"

"What do you mean by that?" Professor McGonagall frowned.

"Flitwick has been here a while ago, and I thought you might be interested in what he said......."Dumbledore's expression was half-smile.

"He's been here too?" Professor McGonagall was stunned.

"Aris's talent in spells is also extraordinary, which is a good thing, isn't it?"The old headmaster looked at Mag thoughtfully and continued leisurely:

"Flitwick suggested that a special curriculum could be prepared for little Aris, and special guidance could be given according to his self-study progress!"

"What do you think about this, Professor McGonagall?"

"this......"Mag fell into a brief silence, and then sighed after a moment.

"This might be a good suggestion, otherwise that little guy would probably make trouble in my class every day!"

"Since you also approve of this plan, why not think about how to help this talented (Hello, King Zhao) child!"

"He must be in need of your special guidance right now!"

"But this doesn't fit into the school's teaching plan!" Professor McGonagall muttered.

But it was obvious that there was no resistance in her eyes, and she had already tacitly agreed to this proposal.

"Smart children are always one step ahead. We should give them full tolerance in learning, right?" Dumbledore smiled, as if he had seen through McGonagall's little thoughts.

"That's the only way!" McGonagall didn't object.

In fact, McGonagall didn't come here to appeal Aris's crime, otherwise she wouldn't have mentioned his successful completion of the match transfiguration at the beginning.

Her ultimate goal was the same as Professor Flitwick's, she just wanted to apply for a privilege for Aris.

However, almost half of the entire Hogwarts teaching system was formulated by this lovely and rigorous professor.

Asking her to openly overturn the rules she set for a first-year student was obviously not conducive to her management of the school.

Therefore, she would find Dumbledore in this way of retreating.

And Dumbledore, of course, knew what she really wanted.

"By the way, Minerva, have you made any new progress in your research on the nature of magic?"

Hearing the headmaster mention this, Professor McGonagall felt depressed.

She said coldly:"Because of this incident, I even broke my principle of never being late for class!"

"So, what do you say?"

Looking at the professor's back as he left, Dumbledore shook his head in amusement.

Then, a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes again.

"Yaris Shafik!" He murmured softly.

"You really are becoming more and more like him......."

"No, in terms of talent alone, you have even surpassed that old guy!"

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Surpassed me too!".: ʙᴀɴᴋᴀɪ