Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Chapter 130 The Law of Transfiguration?

Then Science verified several situations with Professor Flitwick, and all the results showed that the Repairing Spell was more than what its name suggested.

Professor Flitwick said to Sainz seriously, "My child, although you are only in the third grade now, the problems you have considered have exceeded those of most wizards.

Tell me your conclusion about this spell."

"Professor, I think it shouldn't be called a repair spell. Compared to this, I think it's more appropriate to call it a status restoration spell."

"Status recovery spell?

Now it seems that it is more suitable than the repair spell, but people have become accustomed to its name..."

"Professor, I didn't mean to correct people's name. I have a feeling that perhaps not all wizards can sense the different states that the item can choose when casting this spell. Not everyone is at your level."

Professor Flitwick laughed in a shrill voice and pointed at Sainz, who remained silent, ignoring his roundabout boasting.

"Professor, I think the true identity of this spell is actually a time reversal spell."

“Go back in time?”

The professor thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"But, kid, in that case, I don't recommend that you publish your research results."

"Professor, I didn't intend to publish it, nor did I intend to receive any honor. I just wanted you to help me verify my hypothesis. After all, if it were just my own case, it wouldn't have much value.

You have also exerted the same effect, which makes me know that my research direction is not wrong, and that is enough. "

"Kid, it's a pity you weren't assigned to Ravenclaw." Professor Flitwick said regretfully.

"Professor, no matter which college I am in, it does not prevent me from being a member of Hogwarts, nor does it prevent me from being your student.

By the way, Professor, I also have some ideas about fluorescent flashes..."

The professor immediately became excited again, "Tell me, tell me!"

Sainz asked the professor many questions and stayed in the Ravenclaw Dean's office until before dinner.

Professor Flitwick's office was on the eighth floor. After coming out of there, he slipped into the Room of Requirement.

After making his presence felt here with Professor Flitwick, Sainz turned his attention to Professor McGonagall.

There was no need to bother to improve his dean's favorability. In Professor Sprout's eyes, he had long been an absolute genius.

One day after class, he knocked on Professor McGonagall's office door.

The same opening line: "Professor, I hope I didn't disturb you."

Professor McGonagall looked up from behind her desk with a serious look on her face, "What's the matter, Mr. Autumn?"

"Professor, here's the thing. I have some ideas about Transfiguration that I'd like to discuss with you."

Professor McGonagall, like Professor Flitwick, is a standard teaching and research scholar. When she hears that students are coming to discuss academic matters, there is naturally no reason for her to refuse.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she closed the document in her hand. "Sit down, Mr. Autumn, what confuses you?"

"Professor, I have a question about Gamp's Law of Transfiguration."

Professor McGonagall's raised mouth corner immediately dropped, "Every wizard who has a certain level of attainment in Transfiguration will pay attention to Gamp's Law of Transfiguration.

Autumn, it is a good thing to have a strong desire to learn about magic, but believe me, there is a reason why it is widely recognized. "

As the copy editor of "Transfiguration Today", Professor McGonagall must have often seen some sensational remarks, and may have also seen some idiots who tried to gain fame with a weird statement.

Just like Sainz's previous life, some amateur scientists always challenge the laws of physics, and every now and then someone claims to have created a "perpetual motion machine."

These so-called "folk scientists" have discredited the community of folk scientists, making them unacceptable to orthodox scientists.

As a result, even if a civilian scientist really makes some amazing achievements, people's first reaction is not to accept his/her ideas, but to question whether he/she is faking it.

Just think about it and you will understand: do the academicians in the National Academy of Engineering lack knowledge? Or do they lack IQ?

You, who haven't even completed your studies, can come up with such ideas, but these big names can't think of them?

These things of yours are leftovers from other people's play many years ago. If some people had not really caused some adverse effects, people might not bother to pay attention to you.

In fact, we cannot blame orthodox scientists for looking down on "amateur scientists". 99.99% of "amateur scientists" are liars who fool fools fools, but there are fools who fall for them and even the National Anti-Fraud Center cannot save them.

Sainz felt that the impression he gave to Professor McGonagall now was probably that of a "peacock showing off his feathers" who thought he had reached a certain level and wanted to challenge tradition.

Although Professor McGonagall did not say it explicitly, her meaning was very clear. Boy, you have only learned magic for a few days, and you are already in a hurry to discuss the laws of transfiguration. Aren't you a little arrogant?

Sainz knew that with Professor McGonagall's serious style and her busy schedule, if he couldn't directly ask the question and wasted time beating around the bush, he might be kicked out before he could even bring up the topic.

So he didn't say anything, just stood up from the stool, drew out his wand and turned around to fire back.

The stool he had just sat on, in Professor McGonagall's shocked eyes, turned into a flying telescope!!!

With a thud, Professor McGonagall stood up suddenly, not caring at all about her big movements, and knocked over the chair behind her!

"Oh my god!

...Oh! Merlin!

…………Oh! The Gorgon is running wildly!

...Oh...my God!"

She covered her mouth with her hands without any grace and trembled all over.

His eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe it, but also seemed full of anticipation!

She stumbled out from behind the desk and came to Sainz excitedly. She looked at Sainz's eyes carefully for a long time. The corners of her mouth twitched, and the complex expression in her pupils made Sainz a little at a loss.

"Oh...child!"

Professor McGonagall turned her head sharply to look at the telescope floating in front of her, tried to raise one hand, and then put it down again.

She circled the flying mirror several times, as if it were a dazzling jewel, and finally reached out to take it down.

Sion could see that Professor McGonagall's hands were still shaking uncontrollably, although she tried her best to hide it.

"Autumn, who else knows?"

"Professor, you are currently the first one!"

He calmly told the professor: "I am not an inexperienced young man, nor do I want to be praised by anyone.

Professor, I just want to ask you a question."

Professor McGonagall still hadn't recovered from the shock. She focused her eyes on the telescope in her hand and answered absentmindedly, "What do you want to say?"

"Professor, I want to say that it is in your hands..."

"Uh-huh?

Um...oh! "