The rat named Scabbers was sent to Dumbledore, and its owner, Ron Weasley, stayed in the hospital for one night and then came out.

William originally thought that Ron would make a fuss and demand that his rat be sent back, but probably because Dumbledore was going there in person, a week passed and nothing happened.

"yawn."

In the staff lounge, William yawned and put away the books and papers.

"Tomorrow is the weekend. You can't just read and study all the time, William."

Adams said to William while putting away the beans he had shelled all afternoon.

"I finally have an interesting theory, and I want to perfect it quickly." William stretched and replied, "Forget it about the weekend. I just want to stay in school now, and I have to be watched by those black men when I go out.

, that’s not a comfortable experience.”

"Can't you use the Patronus Charm?"

"Being able to use them doesn't mean that I don't hate them," William spread his hands. "When I saw them, I couldn't help but want to use the Patronus. With that suffocating feeling, I couldn't even control the magic I used."

"It can be said to be an accident if I use them once or twice. If I hold the Patronus on my head when I see them, I guess the Ministry of Magic will send me a letter within a week."

"That's true," Adams laughed, "but then again, another week has passed. Doesn't the Ministry of Magic really not want to capture Sirius?"

"God knows... they don't even know how Sirius escaped from prison."

"Maybe it's a mole," the professor next to him joined in the chat, "I haven't found out yet. Several magazines are talking about this issue."

"I don't know about that, but I'm more inclined to believe that he relied on strength. Black's grades back then were top-notch, and he later learned so much black magic..."

Another professor also joined in, and as Friday afternoon approached dusk, most professors were free.

…

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door.

Then a little boy came in in a panic and was startled when he saw a bunch of professors sitting around.

"What happened?"

The professor at the far end of the crowd asked kindly.

"Um...I'm looking for Professor William."

"Professor William, I'm looking for you!"

William stood up from the crowd and glanced at the child - he didn't know him, he was not his student.

"What happened?"

"Professor McGonagall asked me to inform you that Dumbledore is waiting for you in his office."

This child was probably frightened by a group of professors and spoke very fast.

"Okay, I understand," William nodded towards him, "I'll be there right away."

"Then Professor, I'm leaving first."

He ran away almost impolitely - almost all children in the lower grades would be nervous when they see a bunch of professors.

"Then I'll go first." Watching the child run away, William said goodbye to the professors around him with a smile, shook his head, and said in a surprised voice, "The principal is actually in the office..."

The professors around him burst into laughter - if you have stayed at Hogwarts for a while, you will know where the laughter in this sentence comes from, and it never gets old.

"Go, Professor William, it's not easy to see the principal on Friday."

Professor Taylor received the above sentence smoothly, and several professors around him started laughing again.

After passing through the crowd and leaving the lounge, William had time to think about what Dumbledore was calling him.

But my mind wandered to the joke just now.

'The first-year professors and the second-year professors are really different. They are treated completely differently - or, in other words, until now, I am enjoying the normal treatment of a professor.'

Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply gave up, shook his head and walked directly towards the principal's office.

"This week's password is honey lemonade?"

William said the password as he stepped onto the stairs of the principal's office.

To his surprise, there were already many people inside.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout, and Professor Snape.

The four deans all arrived, and William instantly realized this.

"Very good, Professor William, you are here too," Dumbledore looked a little tired, but the smile on his face seemed to be a little more than usual, "then our audience is here, we can start."

"audience?"

William was stunned for a moment, but did not say anything.

"On Monday of this week, Professor William discovered something particularly strange. However, considering some special reasons, the school has not made the matter public for the time being."

Dumbledore nodded towards them, "The severity of the matter may be far beyond our imagination. Therefore, several related students are prohibited from speaking out about it."

"But fortunately, after these days of exploration, we still found a solution to this problem..."

Dumbledore was still introducing, and William was completely frightened.

William had not heard about the previous progress regarding the crown and diary until now. He originally thought that the same was true for the mice this time, but it had only been less than a week, four days to be exact, and Dumbledore had already announced that he had found a solution.

!

'Are you kidding, that's an Animagus!'

Therefore, because of the lack of theory this time, William specially made up for the knowledge about that magic for a while, and he had a deep understanding of how difficult it was.

To put it simply, training time is generally calculated in years...and there is no guarantee of success.

And learning that magic requires not only transfiguration skills, but also herbalism, excellent talent, and very, very amazing luck.

The first step alone is annoying enough - a single mandrake leaf must be held continuously in the mouth for an entire month (must go from full moon to full moon). It must not be swallowed at any time.

Either take the leaf out of the mouth, and if the leaf leaves the mouth, the whole process must start over.

Sounds desperate enough, right?

But outsiders have no idea what the leaves of the mandrake mean - last year when the students cursed by the basilisk needed mandrake to make medicine, even Hogwarts had to wait until the Mandrake leaves were grown at home.

Drak grass matures.

William estimated that if he wanted to learn this on his own that day, Adams would have to talk about the first step of mandrake for about a week or two - growing that thing is not just physical work.

Not counting the illegal one in this office, there are a total of seven legal Animagus - William estimates that the illegal Animagus will be exhausted if there are more than a dozen more. Most wizards don't bother with their own, let alone it.

It will be more troublesome later, and failure may even be life-threatening.

However, in just a few days, Dumbledore announced that he had found a way to crack it...

This is no longer an outrageous problem that can be explained...

It can only be said that he is worthy of being the number one white wizard majoring in transfiguration...

Just when William was having various thoughts in his mind, Dumbledore had already briefly introduced to everyone what happened on Monday.

"Okay, now I'm going to undo the spell. I hope the deans will make a decision based on what happens next, so that we won't come to different conclusions about how to treat this wizard."

Dumbledore said as he lifted a cage from the table.

A comatose mouse is inside and knows nothing about the outside world.

"In order to prevent him from trying to hide something or coming up with a story, I had to keep him in a coma until the solution came out."

Dumbledore said as he touched the cage door with his wand.

It opened on its own, and the mouse inside floated out.

'Sometimes magic is too targeted...'

William looked at the floating rat, and his thoughts suddenly drifted away.

He could completely understand why Dumbledore knocked the mouse unconscious - Legilimency or Veritaserum were good for dealing with wizards who were unwilling to tell the truth, but they would not work on animals.

As a self-defense professor, he is very aware of the taboos of Legilimency, which has almost no effect on animals.

Not to mention Veritaserum, that stuff has a lot of taboos on humans, and it would be a joke to put it on animals to work normally - he even suspected that it was because transforming into an animal could avoid most of the effects of spells.

Animagus becomes one of the supreme magics of transfiguration...

Just as his thoughts were wandering, Dumbledore had already tapped his wand at the mouse floating in the air.

For a moment, the sleeping mouse woke up, and then it began to squeak crazily.

The sound sounded extremely sharp, like being hit by a mousetrap.

"squeak!!!"

Amidst the shrill shouting, the entire mouse expanded crazily, first its belly, then its limbs, until the mouse became an oval sphere.

"Bang!"

When the sphere expanded to its maximum size, it exploded, but a golden and transparent human-shaped container blocked all the flying objects.

Afterwards, the flesh and blood scattered everywhere grew rapidly and spread, gradually forming the shape of a person.

As the golden light becomes weaker and weaker, the 'people' inside become more and more human-like.
Chapter completed!