Chapter 138: Magical Restlessness (2-in-1)
"That's it. We've even started adding the first protective magic..."
At the edge of the greenhouse, which could be said to be completed, Andrew had to sigh - the changes in productivity brought about by magic were really impressive.
But it’s just a sigh. The entire magic world can’t gather many construction teams with this level. But with enough machinery, there are so many construction teams that can reach half of this level, and the training time is even less. Point out…
"Andrew!"
Percy's voice came from afar, startling Andrew out of his thoughts.
"What's wrong?"
"The principal is calling you."
Which principal?
Andrew originally wanted to ask casually, but he held back - Professor McGonagall should be called professor, which should be Dumbledore.
"Ah, what is the office password?"
"Chocolate frog."
Great, confirmed.
Andrew nodded, and then gave up his position to Percy - although Professor Adams had been watching carefully from the first day, they still had to follow the procedures and follow up the whole process.
"Did the principal say something?"
"I didn't say it," Percy thought for a moment, "but it's definitely not a bad thing."
Hopefully...
Andrew has been able to stabilize his mentality.
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"Professor Dumbledore, here I come."
"Sit down first, don't be in a hurry."
Dumbledore's eyes were kind, but Andrew was furious at the sight - he wasn't afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if he didn't do anything bad, but he couldn't help his guilty conscience!
"According to the Book of Access, your birthday is tomorrow, right?"
"ah?"
? ? ?
Andrew's eyes widened - isn't it the day when school starts soon? The identity record was correct from those days. He was still lucky at the time. If it had been any later, he might have borrowed magical power to cause trouble before Hogwarts' enrollment.
"Ah... it may be a problem of chaotic management, but I can't know more from the above. It can record the number of students entering every year, which is the limit."
This information must be confidential to other students, but Andrew signed a confidentiality agreement, so there is no problem.
And it doesn’t matter – it’s already August.
"I'm afraid you have to ask the administrator for more information, but I don't think she will tell you until you are an adult."
"Probably..." Andrew nodded, then shook his head, "But no matter where you are or what the environment is, you have to live a good life."
"A great idea," Dumbledore smiled and nodded, "But we have more important things to talk about. You should know about magic restlessness, right?"
"Well, the magic power of underage wizards increases rapidly every year on their birthdays. The magic power increase rate in one day is even faster than the normal two or three months. It ends after experiencing the last restlessness on the seventeenth birthday. At the same time, the overall magic power increases faster. weakened, which is why wizards are considered adults after the age of seventeen."
"Yes, so you should rest as much as possible this day. You have a day off tomorrow and don't do any magic exercises. Come to my office the day after tomorrow for a transfiguration test."
"Transfiguration test?"
Andrew's eyes widened - he had never heard this term before.
"Yes, just like the Levitation Spell, you can basically test the level of the Transformation Spell, but it is arranged according to the average grade."
…
Could it be something Dumbledore himself made up?
Andrew was quite skeptical - there was absolutely no such thing as a test level before! Otherwise, the second stage of the Floating Curse wouldn't be able to exchange him for so many sparkling galleons.
But this is also a normal thing - it's okay if segmentation doesn't happen. If it does, everyone will naturally relate to it and will definitely adopt it.
Even wizards like refinement, no, not even, but wizards like refinement, especially wizards with a background in alchemy.
The right amount of dragon blood, the right amount of bone powder, etc. sounds like a headache - so while going out for a meeting, Dumbledore perfected the positioning of the floating spell and made a transformation after being asked by others about the fixed section of the floating spell. The positioning of the technique.
"Where does the level of transformation come from?"
As soon as Andrew left, the principal behind him couldn't help but ask questions.
"It's just some transfiguration materials and a few runes. After doing some quantitative work to determine the average level of students in each grade, it's a very useful teaching tool. Minerva will like it."
"You wouldn't use it to fool Minerva by saying that you worked hard to develop the judgment method, would you?"
"How is that possible? I am the principal after all. Things like this that can improve teaching judgment must be promoted."
“…”
"Albus, you're lying again, look at the Sorting Hat and he's laughing!"
“…”
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"Birthdays... backgrounds... and holidays."
Andrew shook his head - how to calculate the birthdays in the future? After two birthdays, he will be strangled to death by his roommate, but he can't write a letter to inform him, or make mistakes?
They are all small annoyances…
He decided to focus on more orthodox places - such as the big guy in the sewer.
He couldn't remember anything else, but he knew about the basilisk and the diary.
But what to do?
The basilisk is simple. Although he only got part of the water source map for the greenhouse decoration this time, it doesn't matter if there is no sewer map - as long as he proposes to clean the sewers during the holidays and put a lot of rat poison to trap and kill them, he will be hungry. The hungry basilisk couldn't wait to show off its trap.
Of course, before doing this, he had to check the anti-hunger degree of this thing - after all, he had never studied magical creatures.
But it doesn't matter if you fight hunger. You really can't use the excuse of investigating the number of rats to persuade the professor to come up with a marking and re-capture method. Just say what you saw in the Muggle textbook. When the rats are eaten, the professor will naturally notice it.
This matter can even be blamed on Percy, as long as he shows a few signs of rat infestation and gets Percy to report it.
But the diary is harder to come by - how did Ginny Weasley get the diary? It seems to be from the Malfoy family?
Is Malfoy pursuing Ginny? Because I heard from Speedy that Ginny is the most beautiful in the school and she is a pureblood...
But it doesn’t match, right?
This is so weird to think about - giving a diary to a first grader, Percy has to lower his body and put a sack on him, right?
How did you get it?
How should he get the diary of a first-grade girl? Without being drugged and put into a sack by Percy?
There were also the Weasley twins - Ron would be fine with a little bullying, but there was only one sister, and Andrew didn't want to have to deal with two Peeves every day. 'It's difficult... take your time, first pass the threshold in front of you, get over the restless period, let Percy find a place to park the broom, and then think about this...'
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"It's finally almost over..."
The irrigation system is fully connected, the sewer system is fully connected, and the protective magic has been applied once - the greenhouse is now completely completed except for the need for multiple reinforcements.
The construction team is already dismantling the tents - the temporary water source has been transferred to the greenhouse, and the bathroom has been converted into supporting facilities for the greenhouse. Everything is fine.
Percy, who had already let his heart fly outside of Hogwarts, finally discovered something was wrong when Hagrid sent away the construction workers one by one.
What about Andrew?
What about the Andrews who tricked him into coming to school and participated in the construction of the entire greenhouse?
Why is it that he is the one who oversees the final finishing project!
Did you go to Professor McGonagall’s office?
Percy ran over with ease, and then found that the door was locked - the professor was on a business trip again, this time for a domestic meeting.
There was someone in Dumbledore's office, but Percy didn't dare go.
The professor was stern, but he was actually easy to talk to, but Dumbledore put too much pressure on him.
‘Who should I talk to to ask for leave to leave school? ’
‘And we promised to have a holiday in between, but there’s no such thing! ’
Percy took stock now and realized something was wrong - he was pulled over the weekend to see the construction progress, and the construction team didn't have a day off, so he forgot about it.
The only good thing is that I didn't tell Penello about this, otherwise...
But, what about Andrew, you bastard?
He walked half a circle around the whole school and looked through the library, and finally saw Andrew lying on the lawn next to the Black Lake on vacation.
"Good afternoon, Percy."
Andrew greeted lazily, "Would you like some dessert? Today's ice cream is lemon flavor, which is my favorite."
"The construction is over today. Didn't you go take a look?"
"I have a day off today - and then you have a day off tomorrow, so you can go on a date in the Muggle world. Of course, this afternoon will also work. The professor is not on campus, no problem."
"I want to leave school and rent a house..."
Shouldn't you accompany me to find a suitable room, since I've been involved in the construction of the greenhouse!
"I ordered it for you, but you have to renew it later. I only booked a room for three days. By the way, the deposit includes rent, three galleons. Thank you. If you want to renew later, remember to pay it yourself. "
Andrew took out an envelope from his body and handed it to Percy, then took the galleons from Percy who was stunned.
"When did you leave school?"
"On the day I pick you up, it's close to the zoo - the theory is good. If you want to change, there is a higher-end hotel nearby, and a cheaper one further away."
"Why didn't it happen when I wrote the letter?"
Percy looked at the envelope and felt his head was a little big.
"At that time, I thought that even a first-place Muggle Studies student could do it..."
Andrew spread his hands, "I can't leave school today, but I can send you off tomorrow afternoon. Do you need it?"
His response was a slap, "I don't think I'm looking forward to seeing you off that much - see you at the start of school!"
"Take care of yourself, if that doesn't work, ride the bus, and by the way, take care of the owl, and remember to write if you have something to do!"
Andrew sent his best wishes - he no longer had much need to see Percy in the hospital after the greenhouse was built.
"Definitely!"
Percy waved and then strode towards the castle. Andrew smiled, continued to lie there, and began to rest as the professor said.
I completely put down my work and take a rest - but I really feel nothing.
Magic is not an internal force, especially when he was warned not to cast spells indiscriminately. Andrew even asked the elf to bring the chair out, so he couldn't feel any changes at all.
Not to mention restless, he just feels the warmth of the sun and wants to have a good sleep - anyway, there is a mosquito repellent potion, so he is not afraid. The potion is from Professor McGonagall's office. Used, the effect is quite good.
After spending the day so loosely, Andrew didn't notice any difference. In the end, he was as peaceful as a dream - thanks to the brass ring, he could sleep in bed today.
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"It's really...a mess of dreams..."
When he woke up the next day, Andrew looked in the mirror - all his teeth were intact, and his hair, eyes, face, and hands had not changed at all.
The same goes for height. He didn't grow ten centimeters overnight as in the dream, nor did he suddenly turn into a paralysis. Did the restlessness of magic power not require sacrifice of anything?
Holding the wand out of habit, Andrew's relaxed eyes suddenly became alert.
Something was wrong—very wrong.
It was almost as if the wand had been swapped.
No, it seems to have become the eleventh finger.
He subconsciously touched the edge of the bed - um, fine, no.
With a bit of self-deprecation, he got dressed and went outside the lounge, where he touched fresh and usable eggs from beside his sleeping bag.
With a tap of the wand, the whole egg began to shake crazily, shake, and then crack. A quacking little duck ran out of the egg shell, and then the whole egg expanded until it became a fist-sized guy.
"It's very similar... very similar..."
Andrew poked it with his wand, causing a squawk.
He continued to try Transfiguration - and failed.
Sure enough, it felt right—it was a transformed duck, not a real duck. But compared to the previous clumsiness, the current transformation can no longer easily tell the authenticity.
Andrew sighed, knocked the duck, and released his transformation spell - an egg wrapped in white membrane reappeared in the air and was re-wrapped under the power of the spell.
He tried again, and this time the creature that crawled out with the help of his wand was a rabbit - but as before, it was still somewhat inadequate, and even unable to eat.
Compared to Professor McGonagall using a stool to conjure living creatures and even kill half of his manuscript, this was far behind, but he soon smiled and relieved...
"Good progress...I'm asking too much..."
He put away his wishful thinking, put away the eggs, and walked quickly towards Dumbledore's office, ready to demonstrate his spellcasting and test the so-called Transfiguration level.
‘Transfiguration level… I don’t know how Dumbledore determines it. Will he test the magic level? ’
Unknown - he had racked his brains to describe Dumbledore's miracle, but the people involved told him it was not that simple.
He still preferred to let Professor McGonagall guide him - but he also knew that if Professor McGonagall had not been away for something, the busy Dumbledore would not be able to spare half a day to test a student.
So, how high is Dumbledore’s magical attainments?
What is the level of his transformation skills?
Is the highest level of Transfiguration Dumbledore?
(End of this chapter)