Transfiguration

Transfiguration, in the original world of Augustus, is not a profound spell, it reaches the level of a Sorcerer, and can master various types of transfiguration. In this world, Transfiguration seems to be a skill only mastered by a few people, collectively known as Animagos.

Augustus, who had only read books and had never seen Animagus in this world, was interested in Scabbers on the table. Under the eyes of Augustus' inquiry, the transparent image of a short man with bald, gray hair, and a face like a mouse, with a pointed nose, was looming over the fat mouse. According to common sense, the animals transformed by Animagus are generally rarely discovered by others, but under the eyes of the legendary talent that Augustus formed when he entered the legendary realm, this fat animal The mouse is still invisible.

"Anyone in your family an Animagus?" Augustus asked Ron with interest.

"No." Ron, who didn't know why he asked him, was confused and looked at Augustus blankly. "Animagus is quite rare in the wizarding world. No one in our family has this talent."

Looking at Harry's puzzled expression, Ron continued to explain: "Animagus is a wizard who can turn into some kind of animal while retaining magic spells." "That must be cool." After listening to Ron Harry, who explained, seemed to have fallen into some kind of fantasy, and murmured involuntarily.

Since Ron didn't know that there was something wrong with the rat named Scabbers, Augustus, who had just known them for a long time, obviously didn't continue talking, so he took out a book and started reading.

At this moment, outside the window of the train, there was a barren field and neat farmland galloping past. Then, it transformed into a forest, a winding river, and dark green hills.

Bored Ron, looking at the listless Scabbers on the table, couldn't help but say with disgust; "It might have died a long time ago, anyway, life and death are the same." Then he raised his head and said to Harry and Augustus: "You have practiced magic before. Well, George told me a spell, why don't I do it for you now, pay attention..."

He fumbled around in the suitcase for a long time and pulled out a very worn wand, which was peeling off in some places, and one end was still shining white.

He had just raised his wand when the compartment door opened again. At the door stood the round-faced boy who passed by Augustus on the train and a little girl who had changed into a new Hogwarts robe.

"Have any of you seen a toad? Neville lost a toad," she said, arrogant and defiant. She has thick brown hair and a pair of front teeth.

Harry and Ron shook their heads at the same time, Augustus still looking at the scroll in his hand. The little girl looked at the wand in Ron's hand. "Oh. Are you casting magic? Let's open our eyes then."

She sat down. Augustus also took a hint of interest, put down the book, and looked at Ron. Ron was visibly taken aback, a little overwhelmed.

"Oh fine."

He cleared his throat.

Daisies, sweet cream, and sunshine turn this silly fat mouse yellow.

He waved his wand, but nothing happened. Scabbers was still grey and was sleeping soundly.

"I think you can cast spells like this." Before the little girl began to mock Ron, Augustus calmly took out his silver wand and said to Banban, "kriwromonh." A strange syllable came from Austria Gustus uttered it, and with a slight explosion of "bang", the fat gray mouse on the table instantly turned into a pure white pocket sheep.

Looking at the surprised eyes around, the sheep lay on the table and blew in a panic, as if it could change back, but it didn't seem to have any effect. Sure enough, it seems that there should be no problem with the Transfiguration on Animagus. As if he had completed some kind of experiment, Augustus waved his wand at the sheep with satisfaction, and with another "bang", the sheep turned into the ugly big mouse again.

"This, this is a metamorphosis that can only be mastered by seniors." Unlike Ron and Harry who didn't know what happened, the little girl looked at Augustus who was sitting on the seat in a white robe, and said in surprise. . The head that had been arrogant before seemed to have also lowered a bit.

"My name is Hermione Granger, and I have tried a few spells at home. Of course, they are not as advanced as this gentleman, just a few simple spells, just for practice, and they all work. Yes. Now, what are your names?" Although they were asking their three names, both Harry and Ron felt that the little girl named Hermione was mainly asking Augustus.

"Augustus Julius," Augustus replied indifferently.

"My name is Ron Weasley," Ron muttered.

"Harry Potter," said Harry.

Hermione, who didn't care about Harry and Ron at first, heard Harry's answer, and suddenly asked Harry as if she had discovered a new world: "Is it you? You have been mentioned in several books, and I have more I bought several reference books." Then he turned his head to Augustus and said, "Of course, the Julius family, the rulers of the wizarding world, have also been mentioned in many books. Your ability to master such advanced magic at such a young age must have something to do with your family." Augustus smiled noncommittally.

"Okay, we'll be there soon. I think you'd better put on your clothes. Then, Mr. Augustus, see you at school!" He seemed to have a good impression of the elegant Augustus. Hermione waved to them and led the boy who lost the toad away.

"Arrogant and arrogant, it's really unfortunate. When it's time to be separated, no matter which college I'm assigned to, I don't want to be separated from her." Ron muttered. He threw his wand into the suitcase. Then he raised his head and asked Augustus, "What's wrong with my spell, Mr. Augustus."

Augustus chuckled: "Obviously, Mr. Weasley, you may not be a spell."

"I knew the spell was useless, George told me. I bet he knew it was a fool's errand." Ron complained cursingly.

The scarlet train was running smoothly on the long track, and the emerald green scenery outside the window kept flashing in front of Harry's eyes. The train honked a whistle that seemed to be coming from far away, and it seemed to be coming soon, Harry thought silently.