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Chapter 302 This time it's the table that moves first

Transfiguration is a rather unscientific magic.

Well... although all magic is magical, that's why they are called magic.

Elena knew very well in her heart how little her meager knowledge was in the face of unreasonable magic.

Any attempt to use stereotypical Muggle research results to explain magic is undoubtedly a foolish attempt to ask for trouble, and when such a thing happens to a witch, the level of funnyness may be twice as high.

Perhaps for most little wizards, a cat turning into a human, or a human turning into a cat, is just another magical magic... Isn't it a matter of course that wizards have the ability to transform?

But for Elena, she completely agrees with Professor McGonagall. Transfiguration is undoubtedly the most mysterious and profound subject in the entire magical world - because it seriously violates the conservation of energy, has no magic price, and the definitions of both sides of the equation

It exists based on subjective will rather than objective physics.

Conservation of energy is not an arbitrary law.

It comes from the deduction results of the quantum Hamiltonian function, which is a mathematical law based on mathematical unity, rather than a physical law based on repeated experiments and observations.

You must know that breaking the conservation of energy means producing faster-than-light communication, which means denying the inevitability of entropy increase, and means that there are major fallacies in some of the most basic mathematical laws used to explain the existence of the universe...

When everything a person believes is falsified by facts, it is actually a very difficult emotion to accept.

Now in front of Elena, there are actually only three options left: completely forget the past and re-accept reality like a blank sheet of paper; fall into autism and put reality in a cage like Don Quixote; and the last one

The road...try to find the balance between the two.

"Okay, thank you for your comments. Maybe we should start to return our attention to the classroom."

After a brief moment of surprise, Professor McGonagall's face became solemn and he spoke quickly and calmly.

As a professor who has taught at Hogwarts for thirty-five years, no matter what kind of accident happens in the classroom, Minerva McGonagall can always find the most correct way to deal with it quickly.

A little accident disrupted our position.

In fact, after listening to Elena's explanation at the door just now, Professor McGonagall discovered that the learning ability and difficulty of this white-haired dumpling might be much higher than she expected.

Even seventh-grade students may not be able to accurately explain and identify the current situation of Animagus like Elena - even if part of the reason may come from the incident in Lomon two months ago.

She once appeared in the form of Animagus in the hut by Lake De, but she was still amazing.

More importantly, putting aside personal emotions, although Elena seemed to have accidentally said the opening remarks earlier, I have to admit that this little witch does have a very high level of knowledge about the Transfiguration class.

of fit.

"It seems that she is not the same as those problem students..." Professor McGonagall thought.

Glancing at Elena who was sitting obediently in the front row with complicated eyes, she took out her wand and tapped the desk next to her.

The wooden lecture table that seemed to be some years old immediately began to shake, making a strange humming sound.

The next moment, the desk turned into a big white and fat Yorkshire pig, standing beside Professor McGonagall shaking its head.

?"Wow! This pig looks so delicious, I want to learn this."

Elena's eyes lit up, she swallowed subconsciously, and murmured in a low voice.

Yorkshire pigs, often referred to as "British large white pigs" - have many litters, fast growth rate, high feed utilization, high lean meat ratio, darker color than ordinary pork, good fat distribution and moist taste.

Whether it is used to make marinated meat or braised pork, it is a very good choice.

As Elena's voice came, Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly and waved her wand again.

"Roar!"

The big white pig that was sniffing around with its nose bent forward suddenly jumped forward and turned into a majestic lion. It let out a deafening roar. Intentionally or unintentionally, the lion happened to land on Irene.

In front of Na.

Facing the terrifying giant beast, most of the little wizards sitting in the first row screamed and shrank back...

Elena felt Hannah's hands grasp her arms tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw. The short nails on the girl's fingers slightly dug into her arms, and there was a faint feeling of pain.

.?

"Rua!"

Without even half a second of hesitation, Elena narrowed her eyes and roared in return, then picked up the desk in front of her, spun it in a graceful arc in the air, and hit the lion in front of her.

Bang!

Before anyone could react, the heavy wooden desk made a whistling sound in the air and hit the lion's head with its open mouth, making a teeth-searing muffled sound.

The lion that was showing off its power a second ago seemed to have been hit head-on by a speeding truck. Its huge body flew sideways. Under the gaze of the whole class of teachers and students, it drew an irregular arc and finally landed on the ground.

The corner on the right side of the classroom.

boom!

As the lion's body fell heavily to the ground, its golden hair and huge size quickly faded away, and it returned to the original appearance of the lecture table - well, to be precise, it was the remains of the lecture table.

Click, click...

Blah blah blah...

The desk, which seemed to be decades old, let out a final cry and fell into a pile of scattered wood fragments, which were quietly piled up in a corner of the classroom.

Gulu~

Suddenly there was a low sound of swallowing in the classroom, and then immediately fell into a strange silence.

"That...seems like I used a little too much force."

Looking at the pile of wood debris on the side of the classroom, and then at Professor McGonagall who looked ashen, Elena blinked and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "Conditional reflex, conditioned reflex, this time it's really

It was not intentional."

"Uh-huh."

The wand in Minerva McGonagall's hand was frozen in mid-air, her eyes staring at the desk still held in Elena's hand, and she nodded stiffly like a robot - this was the first time she had encountered this person after so many years of teaching.

In this situation, she was a little confused for a while.

Noticing Professor McGonagall's gaze, Elena quickly put down the desk in her hands, scratched her cheek, looked around at the students in the classroom who were also in a daze, and said coquettishly.

"You can all testify to me that this time it was definitely the podium that made the first move."

Anyway, let's throw the pot out first... This time it was really self-defense. She didn't want to be kicked out of the classroom right after class started.

Hannah Abbott: “…”

Professor McGonagall: "..."

all the classmates:"……"

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rua~!

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