Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

One of the main features of Hogwarts is the spiral staircase.

Its temper is just like the thoughts of some young ladies, always making people guess where the staircase will lead to next time.

Shaw and his friends who came from the dungeon wanted to go to the third floor, but now they are on the fifth floor for some reason.

Draco and his friends were stunned, and Shaw was also scratching his head. It was indeed a taboo for military strategists not to know the intelligence in advance.

"Shor, shall we continue to go up the stairs? It's almost time for class. I heard that Professor McGonagall has a bad temper."

Shaw glanced at the entrance to the third floor below, which was only a dozen meters away from them. He gritted his teeth and retreated behind the three people, took out his wand, and shouted.

"You jump!"

Draco and his friends were just confused, and their backs were suddenly pushed off the platform by a strong force, which scared them and made them scream and call for their mothers.

Shaw followed suit and waved his wand while falling rapidly. When the four of them were about to reach the third floor, they slowly fell down like floating catkins under the effect of the Level 3 Levitation Charm.

Draco and the other two turned pale, their eyes were filled with tears, but when they landed safely, they hugged each other and shouted excitedly.

"Draco, go back and find the senior students to record the rules of the spiral staircase."

Shaw avoided Draco's embrace with disdain and walked quickly towards the Transfiguration classroom.

The Transfiguration classroom is a circular stepped classroom with rows of desks distributed in a fan shape and many pointed windowsills around, making it look bright and clean.

When Shaw came in, he saw a tabby cat squatting on the podium in front of him. He thought for a moment and decided not to provoke the older cat lady.

He walked towards the desk area. At this moment, most of the students from the Snake College were there, but there were still many students from the Lion College.

Harry, who was sitting in the first row, stood up and greeted Shaw when he saw him.

"Shor, here."

Shor was stunned and a little surprised. He didn't expect Harry to come so early. He seemed to be reading seriously just now, but his best friend Ron was not around.

He had thought that after tricking Hermione into going to Ravenclaw, Harry and Ron should be more in cahoots and degenerate.

But now the situation is a bit wrong.

Don't let the main plot be ruined. He is still planning to intercept it at the end of the term.

Shaw came to sit down next to Harry and asked tentatively.

"Harry, are you alone?"

Harry was also very honest and said with an expression that could not be hidden.

"Huh? Yes, Ron and Seamus got up late."

Shor saw a flash of disgust in Harry's eyes, and his heart was shocked. Would the kind savior be led astray?

At this time, Draco also came over and hugged Harry's shoulders enthusiastically.

"Hey, good morning, Harry."

Harry turned around and saw that it was Draco, and greeted him shyly.

"Well, good morning, Draco, oh, and these two, why are your eyes red?"

Draco sat down next to Harry, raised his head, and began to brag in his usual tone.

"Harry, this is because Shaw took us on a four-way flight just now. It was so cool. And, you don't know what I have experienced from yesterday to now. Shaw and I have been so exciting..."

Harry was curious and waiting to hear the next part.

Shaw didn't care about Draco's bragging, but he felt something was wrong when he listened to it.

In order to avoid the attack of the necromancer, he quickly interrupted.

"Draco, shut up, talking with your head raised doesn't show your nobility, it will only let others see your disgusting nose hair."

Draco's expression suddenly stiffened, and he almost couldn't breathe, so he lowered his head and coughed.

Harry looked left and right, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was fishy. Could it be?

Sure enough, children born in the UK have crooked brains.

At the right time, the bell for class rang.

Professor McGonagall on the podium also jumped down and completed her transformation under the shocked eyes of the little wizards.

Professor McGonagall, with her full aura, glanced at the whole audience and found that some students dared to be late.

At this moment, two students ran in from the door in a panic. They were Harry's roommates Ron and Seamus.

"Sorry, professor, we got lost and were trapped by the spiral staircase, so..."

Professor McGonagall was very dissatisfied that a student dared to be late for her class, and it was from her own college.

"I think I should turn you into a map and a pocket watch respectively, so that you won't get lost. Gryffindor, deduct 5 points. Everyone, go back to your seats, and don't do it again."

Ron and Seamus lowered their heads and hurried to the desk area. Seeing that the back row was occupied, they had to sit in the second row.

They wanted to say hello to Harry, but they shrank their heads under Professor McGonagall's death stare.

Shaw feltThe older cat girl who didn't go to RUA before was right. When Professor McGonagall got ruthless, she even deducted the points of students from her own college.

McGonagall felt it necessary to give the freshmen a warning.

"If anyone is naughty in my class, ask him to leave and never come back."

McGonagall waved her wand easily, and the podium immediately turned into a lively pig, running flexibly along the aisle between the desks, which made the students happy and eager to learn immediately.

"Transfiguration is the most complicated, dangerous and interesting magic you have learned in Hogwarts. As a professor, I want to warn you to be cautious."

After McGonagall turned the pig back to the podium, she used her wand to outline rows of words on the blackboard, all of which were the iron laws and rules of transformation.

"If you want to learn Transfiguration well, you can't do without solid theoretical knowledge. Why are you just watching stupidly? Why don't you take notes quickly?"

The students began to take notes disappointedly while listening to Professor McGonagall's explanation of the boring theory one by one.

Shaw didn't know how other people were doing, but he was really serious in his studies, which was different from reading a textbook. Professor McGonagall was indeed a master of Transfiguration.

The basic theories were explained in a simple and easy-to-understand way, which was exactly the magic theory that Shaw lacked the most.

Although he was now using spells with Transfiguration attributes, it was all thanks to the assistance of the system.

The theory class lasted for about an hour. After Professor McGonagall stopped, she gave each student a match and asked the students to turn it into a silver needle.

Shaw didn't practice it. After he increased his Transfiguration talent to 5 points, it was no longer difficult to turn a silver needle into a small trick, so he kept thinking about the notes he had just recorded.

Harry and Draco beside him kept gesturing at the match with their wands, but the match didn't change at all.

They all looked at Shaw who was reading seriously, and Harry asked in confusion.

"Shor, why don't you practice?"

Before Shaw could answer, Ron, who was sitting in a row behind him, started to sneer.

"Tsk, I thought the great genius Shaw could do everything, but he's just as good as us."

Harry's face changed, and Draco stood up suddenly.

"Damn red-haired boy, say it again if you dare."

Except Draco, all the students from the nearby Snake Academy stood up and stared at Ron.

Ron felt a little guilty, but he still said with his neck stiff.

"You're still right? But Shaw is good at pretending. Even if he's just as bad as us, he still looks so unfathomable."

Professor McGonagall saw the movement here and came over to scold.

"What are you doing if you don't practice well."

The momentum of the people in the confrontation immediately weakened, and they were all afraid of the serious Professor McGonagall.

Shaw put down the book, didn't even look at Ron behind him, and explained to Professor McGonagall.

"Professor, Draco and the others asked me to demonstrate it to them."

McGonagall became interested.

"Oh? So you've already learned it, Shaw?"

Shor didn't waste any words, took out his wand, and pointed it at the match on the table.

Everyone nearby stared at him intently, Harry and Draco were full of confidence in him, and Ron, with jealous eyes, whispered: May Merlin bless Shaw to fail.

But then, something happened that stunned everyone.

The match Shaw pointed at did not turn into a silver needle, but slowly expanded into a silver long sword with flowing brilliance.

The red gems inlaid on the long sword sparkled, there were some exquisite patterns on the hilt, the sharp sword body shone with cold light, and the whole sword was very dazzling.

"The big sword is mine!"

Draco and Harry happily fought for the sword, both wanting to take it for themselves.

In the end, Draco, who got the big sword, stabbed Ron's head with the sword a few times, making Ron's face as red as his hair, and his fists were almost clenched with water.

Professor McGonagall's pupils shrank for a second. She recognized that this sword was a replica of the Sword of Gryffindor. She was even more amazed at Shaw's talent for transformation!

After taking a deep breath, she slowly said.

"Ten points for Slytherin, Shaw, you have excellent talent for transformation. Give more guidance to your classmates. By the way, come to my office after class."

"Got it, professor."

Shor bowed slightly and agreed. Even if the professor didn't say it, he still had a lot of questions to ask.

In the following class, Shaw didn't continue reading, but carefully instructed Draco and Harry.

"You can't cast spells without thinking. You have to imagine the structure of the silver needle in your mind first. Well, take the two needles I made and observe them for ten minutes."

The two's talent for transformation can only be said to be a little better than that of ordinary people. Under Shaw's hands-on teaching, they could only barely transform into a needle shape before get out of class ended, and the material was still wood.

But even so, they were so happy that they lost their way., after all, things are afraid of comparison.

Because Seamus behind him had exploded twice, Ron almost broke his wand, worthy of being a dragon and a phoenix.

After class, Harry and Draco went to eat together, and it seemed that the two had become good friends for the time being.

Shaw followed Professor McGonagall to the office, wondering what good things he could get besides asking questions.