Hogwarts's Master of Mind

At dinner, Hermione ate the lamb chops and potatoes like crazy.

Ron leaned over to Harry and whispered, "She wants to eat herself to death so that the elf's labor won't be wasted."

Then he was hit by Hermione's fist.

On the other hand, astrology appeared in Ravenclaw's fourth-year Divination class, so this course was held at night by Professor Trelawney.

At night, on the tallest tower on the north side, Professor Trelawney made prophecies in a mysterious manner.

"Ha, Uranus, who wants to see Uranus." Ethan joked quietly.

But Professor Trelawney heard it, and he got a lot of homework as a result.

The next day, the Daily Prophet, having nothing else to do, wrote in the newspaper about Arthur helping Moody deal with the Muggle incident.

The newspaper mistakenly named Arthur as Arno and included a photo of the Weasleys standing in front of the Burrow.

"Well, come and have a look, everyone, the Wisbys are in the newspaper." Malfoy mocked Ron loudly while holding the newspaper.

"So what, Malfoy, at least they're better than your Death Eater parents." Harry protected Ron and cursed back for him.

"You, a guy whose parents are both dead, how dare you..." The muscles on Malfoy's face were trembling.

Malfoy drew his wand, and Crabbe and Goyle raised their wands as well.

Ron and Harry also raised their wands and they confronted each other.

"Stop it, Ron, Harry, do you want to be expelled?" Hermione came up to stop them.

"Stick in the teeth." Malfoy cast a spell to attack Ron.

But an accident happened. Because of the poor aim of the draggy guy, he hit Hermione who came over to stop the fight.

This caused Hermione's front teeth to swell up and drag on the ground.

"You, you dirty and filthy guy, actually sneak attacked and attacked girls." Ron and Harry couldn't stand it anymore.

"Expelliarmus." * 2

Harry knocked Goyle's weapon away, Ron knocked Crabbe's weapon away, and the two men approached Draco with their wands raised.

Malfoy raised his wand at the two men, ready to cast a spell, but Moody intervened.

"Stop, this won't work, kid." A white light flashed across the tip of Moody's staff.

Malfoy spun around and turned into a ferret.

"I can't stand bullying of girls." Moody walked over with a cane.

"You dirty, vile, coward." Moody held up the ferret Malfoy had transformed into with his wand and made it float up and down.

Then he stuffed the ferret Malfoy had transformed into into Crabbe's trousers.

At this time, Professor McGonagall also rushed over, "Professor Moody, what are you doing?"

"Teach him a lesson." Moody looked intently at Crabbe, who was gesticulating with joy.

"Was that a student just now?" Professor McGonagall cast a spell and Crabbe's pants blew into pieces.

The ferret fell to the ground and was restored to human form by Professor McGonagall.

"Listen, Professor Moody, we are not allowed to use Transfiguration to punish students. I will tell Dumbledore about this."

Professor McGonagall looked at Moody seriously, then turned around and drove away the students who were watching the fun, "Go back."

Aiden in the crowd was too short and Professor McGonagall held his head down and forced him to retreat.

"Oh, Mr. Prewett, I'm so sorry," Professor McGonagall apologized.

When Malfoy was caught by Moody and taken to find Snape, it was the first time that Harry and Ron saw tears of humiliation and pain in his eyes.

It happened that Dumbledore was looking for Aiden for something, so Professor McGonagall took him to the headmaster's office.

"Okay, Mr. Prewett, you go up by yourself. By the way, I have finished reading your previous paper and have written the comments for you. Please come to my office later to pick it up." Professor McGonagall said.

Then she turned and left, and Aiden walked down the spiral staircase to the principal's office.

"What are you doing? Can't you just say it directly if you have something to say?" Aiden walked in and sat on the sofa.

"Aiden, I have something I want to discuss with you." Dumbledore took off his glasses.

"Go ahead." Aiden pretended to listen attentively.

"I would like to ask you to try to treat Longbottom's parents." A trace of pain flashed in Dumbledore's eyes.

"The Auror couple who were tortured and driven crazy by Bellatrix Lestrange." Aiden frowned.

"How can you be sure that I..." Aiden suddenly remembered that he once demonstrated the ability to sneak into dreams in front of Dumbledore.

"The mind of a madman is absurd and strange. I don't know if you are right to ask me this."

Painful thoughts are as changeable as the ocean, sometimes turbulent, sometimes calm.

Even Aiden, who was standing by, could see his inner struggle. After all, this responsibility did not belong to Aiden.

"I'll go take a look. I can't guarantee that it can be cured, but at least the situation won't get worse now, right?" Aiden nodded.

"Okay, thank you, kid, I..." Dumbledore was interrupted by Aiden just as he was about to speak.

"Professor, let me repeat to you what I once said to my roommate. Don't try to bear everything. The path of the savior is beyond human reach. For you, for myself, and for Harry Potter." Aiden lowered his eyebrows.

After saying that, Aiden stood up and turned into a butterfly and disappeared in the office.

The butterflies gathered in Professor McGonagall's office, and Aiden walked out from the center.

"I'm sorry, Professor. In order to make it easier to travel, I couldn't take the front road." Aiden showed off his skills.

"So this is what you want to show me." Professor McGonagall placed the paper on the table.

"Professor, more than a year ago, I went to Egypt. Their wizards used a special kind of transfiguration to change the nature of the ship without changing its appearance."

Professor McGonagall brought Aiden a cup of black tea and motioned for him to sit down.

“At first, I asked them about their methods, and they told me that it was all thanks to the wizard sacrificing his soul and body to the ship to achieve this result.

So I took advantage of their inattention and secretly copied the alchemical matrix and sacrificial matrix on the ship."

Aiden drank some tea to moisten his throat and continued,

“So, in my subsequent research, I discovered that this level of magic is too powerful because the objects it targets are too large, and the places it explores are too dangerous.

The requirements for both the ship and the consciousness are very strict, but what if we want to use this kind of magic that changes the nature of wizards?"

"Then either you create groundbreaking Transfiguration magic, or you will become the new Dark Lord." Professor McGonagall's words were accusatory.

"No, professor, free transformation is possible. Isn't my family ability a living example?" Aiden opened his hands.

The goblins called Prewitt a dragon that could travel through minds, although Aiden was unable to find the answer from the records of his family ancestors.

But he found inspiration from his ability as a Sequence Five Dream Walker, Dream Jump, and also transformed himself into a dream elf.

It doesn't make sense that Aiden can do it with his abilities, but magic that can modify the world can't do it.

So, he turned his attention to Transfiguration and compiled this paper with reference to a large number of books on dark magic.

"Oh my God, this is the first time I feel a headache because of a student's talent. Did Albus feel the same way back then?" Professor McGonagall sighed, holding her forehead.